The Little Husband Who Plays the Pig to Eat the Tiger

Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...

Chapter 213 Maochun's Difficult Childbirth

As evening approached, the setting sun was as red as blood, shining on the Begonia Courtyard of Prince You's Mansion.

Hua Qingcheng stood anxiously at the main door, pacing back and forth, her eyes filled with anxiety and worry. Also feeling restless was Hua Rongsheng, Ye Maochun's wife and the mother of their unborn child.

In the afternoon, Ye Maochun was escorted back to Prince You's mansion. Nalan Qiudi acted decisively, quickly dispatching several experienced midwives to Haitang Courtyard, instructing them to fully assist Ye Maochun with the birth. He also arranged for several skilled doctors to remain at the mansion as a precaution.

"How is Dad? Is he about to give birth?" Seeing Mu Lige stepping out of the room, Hua Qingcheng couldn't wait to step forward and ask.

"Qingqing, Daddy's cervix has only just opened three fingers, and it might take some time. Can you please be patient and step aside for a while? I have to hurry back to the room to sort out the clothes that Daddy and Qingguo will need to change into and wear later."

Facing Hua Qingcheng who was standing in front of him, Mu Lige had no choice but to explain earnestly. However, at this moment, he was busy with trivial matters and had no time to chat with Hua Qingcheng.

“Ah~ah~”

At this moment, Ye Maochun's painful cries were heard in the delivery room, which made Hua Qingcheng and Hua Rongsheng outside the door very anxious.

The delivery room was filled with a tense atmosphere. Ye Maochun lay on the delivery bed, his face pale and his forehead soaked with sweat. His groans were filled with pain, and every breath he took was labored and rapid.

Several stable men surrounded him, calmly and attentively guiding Ye Maochun in an orderly manner. However, when they discovered that the fetus was in an abnormal position, their expressions suddenly became serious.

They quickly took action, attempting to correct the fetal position through massage. Their fingers gently touched Ye Maochun's abdomen, applying pressure with care. Time ticked by, sweat forming on their foreheads, but the fetus's position remained unchanged.

The air in the delivery room seemed to freeze, and everyone's heart was in their throat. The nurses exchanged glances and decided to try another approach. They moved more cautiously, constantly adjusting the strength and angle of the massage, hoping to find a solution.

Ye Maochun's moans echoed through the delivery room, giving a sense of the immense pain he endured. The other nurses, however, gave their all, not giving up even a shred of hope. They knew time was running out, and every moment depended on the safety of both father and baby.

At this moment, Hua Rongsheng, standing outside the door, was listening attentively to Ye Maochun's miserable moans coming from the delivery room. She couldn't contain her inner sorrow, and tears welled up in her eyes like a flood.

Then, Hua Rongsheng clasped her hands together, muttered something, and began to pray to the heavens. She first prayed devoutly to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and then prayed to Bai Yuheng.

"Mr. Bai, if you are still alive, please protect your Uncle Ye and the little girl who is about to be born in his belly and ensure their safety!" Hua Rongsheng's voice was filled with anxiety and earnestness.

"mother......"

Hua Qingcheng, who was standing aside, couldn't help but frown when she heard her mother mention Bai Yuheng, and an indescribable pain surged in her heart.

However, she knew very well that Hua Rongsheng had no other choice at this moment and could only pin her hopes on this illusory way to seek comfort, so it was not convenient for her to say much to the mother.

“Ah~ah~”

The cries of pain coming from the delivery room continued to ring out. Every time they heard a groan, the hearts of everyone present would involuntarily tighten.

They prayed silently, hoping that everything would go smoothly. Time passed by little by little, and the tense atmosphere became more and more intense, as if the whole world was shrouded in a heavy depression.

"Not good! The fetus is in an abnormal position, and it is difficult for the mother to give birth on her own. Hurry up and ask the doctor to come and help!" Following the loud order of a leading groom, another groom rushed out like an arrow to inform Hua Qingcheng and others.

Seeing basin after basin of blood being brought out of the room, and Ye Maochun's breath inside becoming increasingly weaker, Hua Qingcheng became extremely anxious and could not help but roar, "Nalan Qiudi, where is the doctor!"

After a while, several doctors who were waiting in the side room were carried to the door of the delivery room by Nalan Qiudi like chickens. The doctors calmed down and then went into the delivery room to check on Ye Maochun's condition.

However, the situation was far more critical than they had expected.

Ye Maochun, frightened by several previous kidnappings, was experiencing a volatile emotional state. This time, he felt even more guilty and remorseful over Bai Yuheng's death, weighing on his heart. He was also extremely weak from multiple miscarriages. Furthermore, the malposition of the fetus during delivery was a further blow.

The doctors and the grooms tried their best and many methods, but they still failed to help Ye Maochun give birth smoothly.

Time slipped away like the sands of an hourglass, and both Wen Gong and the doctors were terribly anxious. Sweat dripped down their foreheads like beads falling from a broken string, but at this moment, they clearly had no time to care.

At this moment, the two guards standing in front of Prince You's palace witnessed an incredible scene: a horse with a shining silver body and golden mane fluttering in the wind was pulling an unmanned carriage, making crisp and pleasant hoof sounds as it ran towards this side.

Then, a slender, white hand with distinct joints gracefully lifted the carriage's curtain, and a figure slowly stepped out. This person, dressed in a vibrant, fiery red dress, had a graceful figure and an unparalleled beauty, like an immortal descending from the earth, and slowly approached the gate of Prince You's mansion.

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