Chapter 186 Is giving birth so dangerous?
Madam Chen's face was pale and bloodless. Chen Wenhao held Madam Chen's hand and shed tears silently.
"mother."
"Wenhao, mother will be fine."
Madam Chen thought about what Jiang Wan said. The princess was right. She still had two children to take care of.
If I really die, even if my husband finds another wife, he may not treat her children as his own.
So she has to stick with it!
"Wenhao, talk to your mother and tell her not to fall asleep."
While Jiang Wan was giving Mrs. Chen acupuncture needles to stop the bleeding, she was also giving instructions to Chen Wenhao.
Chen Wenhao nodded with tears in his eyes, "Mom, don't go to sleep yet. How about you think about what name to give your sister?"
"My name is Wenhao, and my sister's name should be Chen Wen or something, right?"
"I've always wanted a sister, and now I finally have one, but you have to protect us, mom."
“…”
The more little Wenhao spoke, the more choked up his voice became. It was already a miracle that this half-grown child could hold on for so long.
Jiang Wan was worried that his mood would be affected, so she tried her best to ignore what he said and continued with her actions steadily.
Everyone outside was standing there nervously, especially Madam Song, who held Song Jiuli's hand tightly.
"Mom, is giving birth so dangerous?"
Song Jiuli didn't understand. There was fear in her big eyes. It turned out that giving birth was so scary for a woman.
Madam Song sighed quietly, "Of course it's dangerous. In Kyoto, there are babies who don't survive difficult births every year.
Your grandmother was injured when she gave birth to your father, and then she lost her life because of that scumbag couple."
“How terrible!”
There was some fear in Song Jiuli's eyes, and she didn't dare to look at the carriage again.
When Qi Chu, who was standing next to her, heard this, her eyes flickered slightly. It turned out that her mother had experienced such a painful thing when she brought her into this world.
Qi Chu lowered her eyes, feeling guilty, blaming her for being too naughty. Now that she had grown up, she still made her mother worry.
Just when everyone was feeling complicated, the abbot of the temple was called out by the little monk.
Mingde supported the monk who was wearing a monk's robe and had a kind face. He spoke in a gentle voice:
"Dear donors, what happened?"
"What's going on?"
Just at this moment, Chen Ce also arrived panting, dragging a cart. He ran faster than the main force and arrived just in time.
Chen Ce panicked when he heard Chen Wenhao's crying in the carriage but did not hear his wife's voice.
Song Jiuchi quickly advised: "Brother Chen, your wife is bleeding heavily again, my sister-in-law is trying her best to treat her."
"how so?!!"
Chen Ce threw away the cart in his hand and ran towards the carriage in panic.
Fortunately, he still had his sense of propriety and just walked back and forth hesitantly.
Madam Song also explained to Mingde in a good-tempered manner, "Master, there is a woman in labor in our carriage who is bleeding heavily."
"This... is a sin. Amitabha."
Mingde immediately looked towards the carriage with compassion. He had seen several mothers die from childbirth.
At this moment, my heart skipped a beat and I had a bad feeling.
Chen Wenhao's voice in the carriage was filled with tears, and suddenly, the child who was held in Qiu Niang's arms started crying.
The sound was like a cat's meow, very small, but it successfully attracted Mingde's attention.
"Don't cry, baby."
Qiu Niang had no experience and held the child in panic. Seeing this, Mrs. Song was about to speak.
"Let me try."
Before Madam Song could speak, Mingde had already walked up to Qiu Niang and took the child from her arms.
The child, who was originally wearing a mask of pain, became a little more obedient when he fell into Mingde's arms.
Everyone couldn't help but be a little surprised. This host... is not simple.
The little monk standing behind the host couldn't help but proudly said: "Our host is kind-hearted, and the children like him very much."
Mrs. Song and the others remained silent, and at this time the child's father, Chen Ce, had no intention of holding the child at all.
He was trembling all over. He was afraid that he would lose the woman who had shared his joys and sorrows with him.
"Why... there's no sound?"
Chen Ce felt as if his chest was leaking air, and his body was cramping in pain, and he could hardly stand.
Song Jiuchi quickly supported the man and said, "Brother Chen, calm down."
"Mother, mother!!!"
Suddenly, Chen Ce's loud shouting came from the carriage, which scared Chen Ce so much that his eyes became wandering.
Just when Chen Ce's mind went blank, Jiang Wan lifted the curtain of the carriage and walked out.
Her forehead was dripping with sweat. Qiu Niang saw this and quickly stepped forward to wipe the sweat off her forehead. She looked at Chen Ce's red eyes and said:
"It's okay. Next we just need to take good care of it."
Chen Ce was stunned at first, and opened his mouth to speak, but found that he could not utter a word. He suddenly knelt in front of Jiang Wan.
"Thank you, thank you, Princess!"
He finally found his voice, and it was trembling.
"You're welcome."
Jiang Wan rubbed his brows tiredly, and Song Jiuyuan arranged the next things.
Abbot Mingde's meaning was the same as what the little monk said, that is, to pay the room fee, and Jiang Wan didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
But Chen Ce frowned and was about to speak, but Mingde seemed to know what he was thinking and said:
"Just consider it as the money you donate to the temple."
"good."
Chen Ce finally agreed. His wife and daughter were too weak now and they had to have a good environment.
Mingde handed the silent child to Chen Ce, turned around and said to the little monk behind him:
"Yayoi, take the donors to the backyard room to rest."
"Okay, host!"
It turned out that the little monk who opened the door just now was called Yayoi. He was about the same age as Chen Wenhao, and looked steady and experienced, just like a little adult.
After entering the temple, Chen Ce hurriedly carried his wife into the side room. The large exile group finally arrived, and Ren Banghe presided over the negotiations.
When they arrived at the yard, Jiang Wan and her friends' rooms had already been allocated.
She still lived in the same room with Qi Chuqiuniang. In this sacred Buddhist place, men and women were naturally separated. She could also avoid the embarrassment of living in the same room with Song Jiuyuan.
But before returning to the room, Song Jiuyuan reminded her, "I will live next to you. If anything happens, just call my name."
"good."
Jiang Wan nodded slightly and took out a few packets of medicinal herbs from her luggage and handed them to Chen Ce.
"Boil four bowls of water into one bowl. Remember to give it to me."
"good."
Chen Ce nodded excitedly, but looking at his skinny daughter in his arms, he couldn't help but feel distressed.
"Princess, my wife is weak and I'm afraid she can't breastfeed. Is there anything else she can eat besides milk?"
"You can ask the host later if he has rice water. You can try feeding it to him after cooking it."
Jiang Wan had no choice but to accept the situation, after all, she didn't have any milk powder.
In this case, she could either feed the baby or squeeze out the milk, but she glanced at the dilapidated appearance of the temple and it didn't look like a place where cows were raised at all.
After all, in ancient times, cows were precious things.
"I understand. Thank you!"
Chen Ce hurried back to his room to take care of his wife and children, and Chen Wenhao followed closely behind him.
Looking at this scene, Jiang Wan couldn't help but sigh, "In fact, if you have a second child, the first child will be more or less neglected."
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