"Princess Chen is finally here!"

A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes walked quickly forward. He had his hair tied up high and looked dignified. Although he was of a certain age, his face still had charm, and he was handsome and mature, with a unique charm.

With just one glance, Qin Ye guessed that he should be the richest man in Dongling State and Marquis Dingguo.

Qin Ye quickly glanced at the scene.

Many people were guarding outside, and screams of pain were heard from inside the house. From time to time, maids would anxiously come in and out carrying warm water.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"The baby can't be born." Marquis Dingguo's face was very heavy. "The midwife and the doctor are here. It has lasted for more than two hours..."

"Aunt, you must ensure my mother's safety. It doesn't matter whether the baby in her belly is dead or alive, but you must protect my mother!" Ling Qianyi grabbed Qin Ye's hand and pleaded with tears in her eyes.

After hearing this, Marquis Dingguo said: "..."

Took a breath.

You can’t hit your own children, just bear with it.

Ling Qianyi is eighteen years old. At this age, his mother gave birth to a second child. The age difference is huge, and he has no feelings for this second child at all!

He even thought that the second child would take away his care and love, and he has been hostile to her for nearly a year.

Qin Ye patted the back of his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll go in and see what's going on."

"quick!"

When Qin Ye entered the room, he smelled a smell of blood. A group of people were walking back and forth in front of the bed, some were anxious, some were trying to comfort her, some were bringing her water, all of them were in a panic.

On the messy bed, the woman was sweating, her face was pale, and she was breathing rapidly, almost out of breath.

The maid held her hand tightly and choked to comfort her:

"Come on, Madam! Come on! The baby is about to be born, please push harder!"

The midwife's hands were covered in blood and she was shaking with panic:

"No, no... the fetus is in the wrong position... no... I can't give birth..."

The female doctor beside her was also panicking, "Turn the fetal position!"

"I've tried every possible method. The fetal position cannot be changed. The baby's feet are facing downwards. If I force the birth, the baby will suffocate to death..."

On the couch, the eldest princess said in pain: "My child... my child..."

"let me see!"

Qin Ye held up his heavy belly, walked quickly forward, lifted the thin clothes on the eldest princess, and pressed his palm against her round belly.

He touched it quickly and said, "It's around the neck."

The fetus is in an abnormal position and may be torsion.

However, if the fetus is wrapped around the neck, if the twisting technique is incorrect, the umbilical cord may be wrapped around the baby's neck and strangle the baby to death in the womb.

The midwife and the female doctor were shocked when they heard this:

"How...how do you know it's around the neck?"

"touch."

Can you tell by just touching it?

What kind of magical technique is this? They have been doing this for so many years and have never heard of this skill.

"How do you touch it?"

“…”

Medical technology in ancient times was backward and the survival rate of newborns was extremely low. There was a reason why there were so few people in ancient times.

The most urgent task is to save people, Qin Ye has no time to chat with her.

She rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands, and briefly checked them before saying in a deep voice:

"Princess, you are only five fingers dilated now. The pain is just uterine contractions. It's not time for you to give birth yet. Please bear with it for now and save your energy. I will help you to correct the fetal position first."

After hearing this, the female doctor stopped him:

"Abdominal pain means the baby is about to be born. How can you rest? If you don't give birth for a long time, the baby will suffocate to death."

"Princess, you should use all your strength and try your best to give birth to the child!"

Qin Ye frowned, "You can only give birth if your cervix is ​​dilated to ten fingers. She is only dilated to five fingers, so she can't give birth."

"What do you mean by five fingers or ten fingers? I've been doing this for over thirty years and have delivered over seven hundred babies. I've never heard of seven fingers, eight fingers, or nine fingers. Little girl, I'm already over fifty years old and have eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. Get out now and stop giving orders here!"