As she was about to give birth, Ling Feng began to feel afraid and tightly gripped Su Qinghe's hand.
"...No one has ever done this before, do you...are you really sure you can do it? It's not that I don't believe you...I'm just afraid of myself...Although I can endure the pain...I might not be able to persevere..."
Su Qinghe pried his hands off, turned around, and took something out of the medicine box. "Don't worry, if I say it's okay, then it's okay."
No longer looking at the flustered Ling Feng, Su Qinghe instructed the middle-aged man to help him undress. She then went to the side to prepare the medicine. When she turned around again, Ling Feng was already naked.
"You need to get up for a moment."
Su Qinghe gave a calm instruction, and regardless of Ling Feng's reaction, the men cooperated by helping him sit up.
"Su Qinghe..." Ling Feng called out to her in a trembling voice, his gaze following her every move.
His abdominal pain intensified, and his lower body throbbed with a tearing pain. He could no longer maintain his usual composure.
Su Qinghe held a homemade syringe in her hand and patted his smooth back.
"Don't be afraid, I'll inject the medicine into your lumbar spine in a little while, and the pain will go away soon."
As she spoke, Su Qinghe took a jug of liquor and poured it on his back.
Ling Feng shuddered and clenched his fists nervously. He couldn't understand some of what Su Qinghe was saying, but he knew she was going to apply medicine to his waist, so he dared not move.
Turn your head away. Don't keep staring at me. Do you think I'll run away?
Seeing Ling Feng twisting his head back with all his might, Su Qinghe gave him a relaxed smile and reached out to pat his head.
Knowing that she was trying to make him feel relaxed, Ling Feng suppressed his unease and forced himself to turn his head away from her.
Seeing that he was so obedient, Su Qinghe was satisfied and focused her attention on the next step.
His back was already covered in wine. Su Qinghe raised her palm and rubbed his lumbar spine until it was warm, then patted it gently. Ling Feng trembled with each pat.
"Try to relax, and don't move around no matter what you feel later."
Upon hearing Su Qinghe's words, Ling Feng struggled to control his body.
Su Qinghe checked it again, and once she was sure it was okay, she raised the syringe in her hand and quickly and accurately injected it into his lumbar spine.
"!"
A sharp, bone-deep pain shot through Ling Feng's lower back, causing him to shudder and clench his teeth.
The needle wasn't removed quickly. He could feel his lower back starting to swell, aching and throbbing. The feeling was unfamiliar, but not pleasant.
Ling Feng resisted the urge to turn around and look, remembering Su Qinghe's instructions, and didn't move even though he felt very uncomfortable.
"Don't be nervous, it'll be over soon."
Hearing Su Qinghe's calm and reassuring voice from behind, Ling Feng felt much more at ease. He didn't dare to nod, but only responded with a soft hum.
As the last drop of medicine disappeared, Su Qinghe quickly pulled out the needle, feeling a sense of relief.
Although in principle, one must fast for several hours before receiving anesthesia, they didn't know exactly when Ling Feng would give birth, and coincidentally, it just so happened to be right after they finished eating.
Ling Feng's situation was special, and she couldn't let him wait for several hours like that. Fortunately, there wasn't much risk involved; it might affect the effectiveness of the anesthesia, but there was no danger to his life.
Su Qinghe patted his shoulder. "You can lie down now."
Several middle-aged men did as they were told and helped him lie down again.
Su Qinghe came to Ling Feng's abdomen. After Ling Feng lay down, he finally saw Su Qinghe's face again, and his gaze was fixed on her.
Noticing the tension in his eyes, Su Qinghe smiled reassuringly and gestured for the assistants to wipe Ling Feng's sweat.
"I...I'm a little thirsty."
After waiting for a while, seeing that Su Qinghe did not make any further moves, Ling Feng spoke softly, his tone even carrying a hint of coquetry.
Su Qinghe knew he was nervous and instinctively wanted to get more care from her, so she was willing to do whatever he wanted at this time.
It's best not to drink water during surgery, so she just took a cup of water and moistened his lips with it as a response.
The anesthesia would take some time to take effect, so Su Qinghe didn't want to just stand there. She chatted with Ling Feng casually to distract him.
After waiting for about fifteen minutes, Su Qinghe shut her mouth, turned to the side and took the small knife from the tray.
Ling Feng couldn't help but swallow hard. He had dealt with swords and blades for many years and had never been so afraid as he was now.
Su Qinghe poured another pot of liquor onto Ling Feng's stomach, and also disinfected the surgical instruments.
"I'm about to begin. Tell me if it hurts a lot."
After giving Ling Feng a serious look and receiving his nod, Su Qinghe began the surgery with complete concentration.
During the month she spent in the Seven Kill Pavilion's medicine hall, she dissected the abdomens of dozens of men, becoming intimately familiar with their abdominal structures and the depth of each layer.
At that moment, she held a small knife in her hand, the tip pointing downwards, and precisely sliced open the first layer.
Blood oozed from the small crack, but Ling Feng felt no pain at all. He only had a strange feeling of his skin being separated from his flesh, and he could even hear the very faint sound.
He stared in surprise, wanting to ask a question, but seeing Su Qinghe's serious face, he was afraid of disturbing her.
Su Qinghe glanced at Ling Feng and saw that his face was calm, so she knew that the anesthesia had taken effect and then continued with the next steps.
The flesh was cut open layer by layer. Because his belly was so big, Ling Feng lay flat on his back, watching Su Qinghe's movements with his eyes wide open the whole time. The more he watched, the more shocked he became.
Several middle-aged men who were helping around the operating table, even though they had received training, still felt like vomiting when they actually saw such a bloody scene.
Several middle-aged men were standing in the room, and whenever someone couldn't take it anymore, another one would immediately come to their aid.
The surgery went smoothly until Su Qinghe successfully delivered her first child.
Ling Feng remained fully conscious throughout, and when he saw Su Qinghe actually pull a bloody baby out of his stomach, he couldn't help but clench his fists.
"Take him over and wash him clean with warm water."
After handing the child to the middle-aged man waiting nearby, Su Qinghe didn't look at him again and focused her attention on Ling Feng's belly.
A short while later, Su Qinghe did the same thing and brought out another child from inside. At this point, Ling Feng's belly was completely flat.
Su Qinghe patted the child's bottom twice, and immediately the sound of crying filled the room.
At this point, the surgery was halfway complete. Su Qinghe dared not rest and began the subsequent suturing work.
Seeing this, Ling Feng was completely relieved. He was no longer nervous at all and felt very relaxed. However, his gaze towards Su Qinghe became even more profound.
She is unlike any other woman in the world!
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