“I come here once a week, kneel in front of the Buddha statue and cry. Last time I was heavily pregnant, I knelt down every three steps and walked all the way up the mountain road.”
"There's no other way but to turn to the gods and Buddhas for some spiritual sustenance."
The woman was helped up, but suddenly her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground. Then, large amounts of amniotic fluid immediately flowed from her lower body.
"Quickly help her lie down, she's about to give birth!" Ye Xingchen shouted, rushing over immediately.
"Hey, quick, put something on the ground, she's about to give birth."
"Call an ambulance quickly!"
"The nearest hospital is 30 kilometers away, how can we possibly get there in time?"
The onlookers panicked and quickly laid things on the ground to help the woman lie down. Ye Xingchen and Ruxin rushed to the front.
"Make way, I'm a doctor." Ye Xingchen pushed through the crowd, helped the pregnant woman to the ground, and then tapped her a few times with his fingers to protect her heart.
Ru Xin also rushed over. He knew medicine, but not obstetrics and gynecology. Faced with this situation, he was anxious but could only stand by helplessly.
Abbot Huixin of Jingye Temple rushed over in a hurry: "Have you called an ambulance?"
"It's too late." Ye Xingchen took out his gold needles and quickly inserted them into several acupoints on the pregnant woman. He said in a deep voice, "The hospital is thirty kilometers away from here, and the baby is premature. If the ambulance comes, it will be too late. We need to use your baby's pigeons to help with the birthing."
"This..." The disciples behind Huixin looked at each other in bewilderment.
A disciple stepped forward and reminded him, "Master, our Jingye Temple is a pure Buddhist place. It would be disrespectful to the Buddha for a woman to give birth here."
"Yes, Master, and besides, this will involve bloodshed."
"We can lend the dead, not the living; you can't give birth in a temple."
The disciples all chimed in, feeling that it was inappropriate to leave the temple unattended. Some suggested going outside the temple, offering any assistance they could.
“Master Huixin…” Ruxin took off her white kasaya and draped it over the pregnant woman: “Birth represents the rebirth of a life.”
"The reason why Buddha is benevolent is because he is inclusive and unconventional. I believe that even if Buddha knew about this matter, he would not blame him."
Huixin nodded slowly, put his hands together and said, "The Buddhist temple is indeed a pure place, but the biggest mistake is to watch someone die without helping them."
“Master Ruxin is right. A newborn baby represents a new life. He is a living being. Even Buddha could cut off his own flesh to feed an eagle, so why would he be bound by trivial matters? Even if he is truly guilty, I, Huixin, will bear the responsibility alone.”
Huixin said to Ye Xingchen, "Please do not hesitate to help me with anything I need, benefactor."
"Hot water, sterilized scissors." Ye Xingchen had finished his work and gave instructions on what he needed: "Also, everyone spread out and don't get too close."
"Everyone, spread out a bit, quick." Some worshippers spontaneously maintained order, while others took off their clothes and stood around to block out the pregnant woman as much as possible, giving her some privacy.
"Doctor...Doctor..." The woman in labor gripped Ye Xingchen's hand tightly. She didn't care about Ye Xingchen's age anymore; she regarded him as her lifeline: "Please save my child. He is so pitiful. You must save him. I would rather die to save him."
"Don't worry, with me here, even the King of Hell wouldn't dare take you and your child." Ye Xingchen raised an eyebrow, helped her lie down, and gave her another acupuncture treatment to calm her down.
“Ye Xingchen, this child suffers from congenital pleural occlusion and his heart is not fully developed. Moreover, he is premature at this time. Even if he is born, he may still die…” Ru Xin was at a loss.
"I know her situation, and I'm not entirely confident I can save her and her child," Ye Xingchen said in a deep voice. "Then tell me what to do now? Just leave them to their fate?"
“That’s definitely not going to work. Even if there’s only a 10% chance, we can’t give up,” Ruxin said through gritted teeth.
“That’s right. Even if there’s only a 10% chance, we can’t give up,” Ye Xingchen said. “Besides, I’m 99% sure.”
"Why don't you just say you're 100% sure?" Ruxin's gaze froze. What's the difference between 99% and 100%?
"I'm afraid you'll accuse me of arrogance if I say less. Master Ruxin, you don't know how to deliver babies, so just watch from the sidelines." Ye Xingchen glanced at him and began to work.
Ru Xin didn't leave; he watched from the side, looking to see if there was anything he could help with.
Ye Xingchen encouraged the pregnant woman and guided her through the labor, and a heart-wrenching scream echoed through the temple.
Ru Xin was sweating profusely with anxiety, and said anxiously from the side, "Has it come out yet? Boss, I can see the boss."
"Can you shut up?" Ye Xingchen glared at him speechlessly. This monk was still young after all. Even if he was skilled, he really hadn't seen much of the world.
He was shouting and making a scene, which was affecting the pregnant woman's mood.
Ru Xin scratched his head awkwardly; he was indeed quite nervous.
Under Ye Xingchen's guidance, more than ten minutes passed, and finally, accompanied by a loud sound, a baby was born.
However, he had a developmental problem in the womb, and his voice stopped abruptly after he cried out once.
Ye Xingchen crushed a Soul-Locking Pill, dissolved one-fifth of the medicine in water, and then with a flick of his right hand, a small amount of water was poured into the baby's mouth.
As the elixir was poured in, Ye Xingchen carefully tapped the air, his inner force transforming into wisps of true energy, which slowly seeped into the baby's body.
Newborn babies are extremely fragile, and Ye Xingchen had just snatched a life from the jaws of death. If he hadn't been extremely precise in controlling his internal energy, the slightest mistake would have cost the child his life.
However, Ye Xingchen said that he was 99% confident, and the remaining 1% was out of fear of arrogance and pride.
Another ten minutes or so passed, and everyone held their breath, quietly watching and listening to the sounds coming from the scene.
Although it was only a dozen minutes, it felt like half a century to those present.
Finally, as Ye Xingchen controlled his true energy with his right hand to dissolve the medicinal power of the elixir within the baby's body, a loud cry rang out once again.
The child clenched his fists tightly and cried with all his might, and his cries were full of energy, completely comparable to those of a healthy child.
"He's alive! He's really alive!"
"Wow, this is amazing! This doctor is truly a miracle worker. The experts at the gynecology hospital said that the baby would suffocate at birth and couldn't be saved."
"This is Buddha's blessing."
"That's amazing..."
"Wrap the baby up." After saving the child, Ye Xingchen began treating the mother.
Ruxin wrapped the baby in his monk's robe, which was stained with blood. Holding the child in his arms, he felt the child writhing inside his body and suddenly felt like he had survived a catastrophe.
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