Chapter 1088 Everything in the world can be thrown away
Xiao Zhan stood up suddenly, wearing a purple robe with wide sleeves and turned over the table to place the copper basin on it.
Blood splashed on the blue bricks, reflecting the midwife's suddenly pale face: "The umbilical cord is wrapped around the neck more than three times!"
She fell to her knees, her forehead hitting the ground in a pool of blood.
The silver needle between Jiang Xiaoan's fingers flashed coldly: "If you force the birth..."
The unfinished words were cut off by Xiao Zhan's red eyes.
He pulled off the jade belt buckle at his waist, and the black iron token fell to the ground with a clang: "Protect her! I just want her to be alive!"
Suddenly, the sound of golden bracelets clashing was heard in the tent.
Jiang Xue's bloodstained fingertips lifted the silk curtain, her eyes blazing like a dying fire: "Bring...bring the ice mirror."
She gasped and grabbed Xiao Zhan's wrist, leaving a cold bloody mark on his palm: "Cesarean section!!"
In the dead silence of the room, Jiang Xiaoan suddenly looked up.
The thunder outside the window split the night, illuminating his eyes with a strange light: "I have read in the medical books of the Western Regions that there is a technique for caesarean section to get a baby!"
Jiang Xue's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her fingers were tightly grasping the bed sheet: "We must perform a laparotomy to remove the fetus."
Xiao Zhan grabbed her wrist fiercely: "What's the difference between this and committing suicide! I just want you to live!"
"Just listen to me."
She held her husband's shaking hand and said, "Doctor Jiang is more skilled than me. When he delivered Xiaowei last night..."
The sudden pain made her breathe hard, and she took a breath before continuing: "At least give Yaoyao a chance to survive."
Jiang Xiaoan nodded silently, and the silver knife in the medicine box made a crisp sound.
Xiao Zhan turned his head with red eyes: "How sure are you?"
"I……"
Jiang Xiaoan's Adam's apple rolled: "I have only seen this technique in ancient books."
A hasty knock on the door interrupted the conversation. The servant reported through the door: "Prince Yun Zhen, the Eastern Prime Minister, said he has a way to save his life!"
Jiang Xue bit her lower lip and swallowed her groan: "Please ask him to come in."
Xiao Zhan looked at his wife's sweat-soaked hair and dug his nails deep into his palms.
Yun Zhen rushed into the inner room with a cold wind, and paused when he glanced at the delivery bed. He took Jiang Xue's pulse and suddenly sneered: "If you delay for another half an hour, even the gods can't save her."
As he spoke, he shook out a gilded medicine bottle from his sleeve and said, "The secret medicine from the Western Regions can stabilize the heart, but the child may not be saved!"
"Save the Lord!" Xiao Zhan almost roared.
"nature."
Yun Zhen unscrewed the bottle stopper, and a strange fragrance filled the air: "But it will be difficult to get pregnant from now on, have you thought about it?"
Xiao Zhan's hand bulged as he snatched the medicine bottle: "Now! Immediately!"
"No problem."
Xiao Zhan's fingertips trembled slightly but his tone was firm: "As long as Xiaoxue is safe, everything in the world can be abandoned."
The fate of having children has always been determined by heaven. He had already decided to cherish his wife as the apple of his eye forever and spend the rest of their lives together.
Yun Zhen put the celadon medicine bottle into his sleeve, turned around and handed over a dark red pill: "This medicine can help the princess fall into a deep sleep temporarily, avoiding the pain of caesarean section."
Seeing Jiang Xue swallowing it obediently, he suddenly stopped packing the silver needle - his sleeve was gently pulled by the person on the sickbed.
"Yun Zhen!"
Jiang Xue's pale lips moved, and her fingertips unconsciously touched her bulging belly: "Please protect this child."
"I will do my best."
Yun Zhen took out a scimitar made of black iron, and the cold light reflected his solemn expression.
When he turned around to prepare the Ma Fei San, he did not see Xiao Zhan pinching his thumb into his palm, with bright red blood dripping down along the lines of his palm.
…
The severe pain woke Jiang Xue from her confusion, and her fingers under the quilt suddenly clenched the mattress.
Xiao Zhan leaned over and held her cold hand almost instantly: "Yaoyao is sleeping peacefully in the arms of her wet nurse. Xiao An said that although she is a little more delicate than an ordinary baby, her eyebrows and eyes look very much like you."
"really?"
Doubt still lingered in his tear-soaked eyes. Xiao Zhan immediately signaled his attendant, and within half a cup of tea, the nurse came hurriedly carrying the apricot-colored swaddling clothes.
Jiang Xue trembled as she uncovered the brocade, and saw a pink baby sleeping with his finger in his mouth.
When I felt the faint but real warmth coming from the palm of my hand, the huge rock that had been hanging on my heart for days fell to the ground with a loud bang.
"So skinny."
"Xiao An said that if you take good care of yourself, there will be no problem."
Xiao Zhan wiped the sweat off his wife's forehead with a silk handkerchief, and glanced at her wound that had not yet healed: "As for you, you are not allowed to bother yourself any more."
Before leaving, Yun Zhen repeatedly reminded Jiang Xue that her vitality had been severely damaged and she would need to recuperate for a whole year before she could recover.
The aroma of medicine floated in the air inside the green tent. Xiao Zhan handed the warm medicine to his wife's lips: "The imperial physician has repeatedly told me that I need to replenish my qi and blood on time every day."
“Yun Che’s meticulous care reminds me of the time when my nanny fed me medicine when I was a child.”
Jiang Xue sipped the medicine from the other person's hand, a faint smile on her pale face: "Don't worry, with you and Yaoyao by my side, I will follow the doctor's advice."
The knuckles of the black-clothed man holding the porcelain bowl turned slightly white: "The day before yesterday, you were in a coma due to the poison, and you almost..."
He swallowed his unfinished words with his Adam's apple rolling, and took the person into his arms: "When the dust settles, can you let me be your armor?"
"OK."
The woman agreed with a smile in her eyes, and tapped her husband's chest with her fingertips: "When the autumn hunting case is over, I will hand over the secret guard token to you, and from now on I will concentrate on teaching Yaoyao calligraphy and playing the piano."
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the other person's body stiffened slightly, and he raised his eyes to meet Xiao Zhan's understanding gaze.
"Even Yaoyao can't be fooled by such rhetoric."
The man shook his head helplessly and chuckled, his fingertips stroking the thin calluses on his lover's palm: "If you were really able to stay at home, why would you ride alone to the north back then?"
Suddenly, a carrier pigeon fluttered down outside Linghua's window, and Jiang Xue changed the subject: "Is there any unusual movement from Yun Zhen's side?"
"We have sent people to guard the courtyard."
Xiao Zhan unfolded the secret letter and scanned it: "The secret guard reported that he studied medical classics in the side hall every day, it seems that he was well prepared."
Then he took out a gilded token from his sleeve and said, "While you were asleep, the wind had already pried open the confessions of the rebels."
When Jiang Xue took the token, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Where is Ateli now?"
"Imprisoned in the dungeon water cell."
Xiao Zhan put a fox fur coat on her and said, "There is a woman from the Western Regions named Ge Lianxiang who claims to want to meet the God of War from the North."
Before he finished speaking, he saw his wife frowning slightly, and quickly added: "I have asked a disguise artist to check it, and it is not your old acquaintance."
"She has something to do with Xiaowei's death."
Jiang Xue's hands, which were tightly grasping her sleeves, trembled slightly, and her nails made deep wrinkles on the brocade. Xiao Zhan pushed the teacup in front of her, and the hot steam blurred his red eyes.
"Ge Lianxiang was originally a spy planted by Ateli in the Central Plains. She used the alias Honglian and had been close to Xiaowei for half a year."
Xiao Zhan tapped the table with his fingertips. Outside the corridor, the autumn rain was falling heavily:
"The marble screen in the Lan Mansion's study was smeared with Gu-inducing incense, and Western Gu eggs were buried in the soil in the garden. When the Gu worms hatched, they followed the scent and climbed up to Xiao Wei's skirt."
The sound of raindrops hitting the bluestone slabs sounded very much like the sound of an arrow breaking through the air that day.
Jiang Xue suddenly covered her chest, vaguely seeing Jiang Xiaowei lying in a pool of blood. Xiao Zhan's voice became distant: "Atai Li slaughtered all the accompanying guards, leaving Xiaowei alone to lure you out of the city."
"Even if I do it again a thousand times..."
Before Jiang Xue finished speaking, Xiao Zhan had already grasped her cold wrist: "If it were me that day, I would also ride my horse out of the city."
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