Chapter 282 A Better Idea
Although Jiang Yuzhu has never performed obstetric surgery, she is very familiar with the structure of the human body.
Several old women cried and were worried about being implicated, so they were all driven out by Jiang Yuzhu.
In the room, only Hong Jin was left as an assistant.
Jiang Yuzhu performed an episiotomy on Lanhua in front of Hong Jin.
Hong Jin couldn't help but shudder when she saw this scene.
"Don't be afraid, wait until the baby is born and then sew it up."
There was no time to use anesthetic, Jiang Yuzhu cut with the scissors, and the unconscious Lanhua was awakened by the pain, her face full of tears.
"Aunt Lanhua, push harder, the baby will be out soon!"
Perhaps with Jiang Yuzhu's guidance, Lanhua became a little more energetic and used all her strength despite the pain.
Finally, the child was born safely, a boy with a penis.
The baby's face was cyanotic, his breathing was weak, his eyes were closed and he was not crying.
Hong Jin took the kid and slapped him on the butt. The kid then started to cry.
Lanhua breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, but then fainted again from exhaustion.
While Lanhua was unconscious, Jiang Yuzhu helped her with stitches.
After tossing and turning all night, the sky was turning pale.
Jiang Yuzhu's hands and feet felt weak and her hands were shaking slightly.
She had always known about the risks of childbirth for women, but she had no specific concept of it.
Only after witnessing Aunt Lanhua's difficult childbirth did Jiang Yuzhu realize how difficult it was.
If she had not performed the episiotomy using modern methods, it is hard to say whether the baby could have been saved.
If it is an ordinary family, and there is no old ginseng soup to keep them alive, and they suffer from severe bleeding during difficult labor, then they can only do their best and leave the rest to fate.
After returning to the room, Jiang Yuzhu couldn't sleep after washing up, so she leaned on the bed in a daze.
Xie Zhao sat on the bed, patted his wife's back gently, and said softly: "Yuzhu, you don't have to work so hard."
As a master, it is rare for a master to be gentle and not beat or scold his servants.
Xie Zhao found that Jiang Yuzhu was very contradictory. She didn't like to meddle in other people's affairs, but at certain times she chose to stand up and had her own principles.
"Yuanhe, I understand what you mean."
Jiang Yuzhu smiled bitterly. She was not a kind-hearted person and liked to watch from the sidelines.
Maybe she got too much after entering the book, so she always wanted to give something back.
"Aunt Lanhua follows me, so she is one of my own. If there really is a double death, I won't be able to taste her cooking."
Jiang Yuzhu found a tenable excuse and casually dealt with Xie Zhao.
Xie Zhao didn't care and coaxed her softly: "You didn't sleep all night, your husband will read you the travel notes written by your cousin..."
Chen Tao always thought that he was unparalleled in talent and knowledge, and was well-versed in both ancient and modern times.
Because of this, the travel notes were too detailed, with long sections of straightforward narrative, which made them uninteresting.
Before leaving, Chen Tao left behind several travel notes, which have become Jiang Yuzhu's bedtime reading.
"Yuanhe, I might not be able to sleep."
Jiang Yuzhu stared at the bed curtain with wide eyes, her mind blank, and said uncertainly.
Xie Zhao opened the travel journal and read it in a clear voice without any emotion, like chanting a sutra. After a while, Jiang Yuzhu's breathing became even.
"Sir, the lady hasn't had breakfast yet."
Hong Jin peeked in with the food box in hand, and seeing the master was there, she could only stand at the door and answer.
Xie Zhao waved his hand and said, "Come in."
As he spoke, he handed a few travel notes to Hong Jin and said calmly, "Keep them. These travel notes will be of great use."
From then on, when Jiang Yuzhu couldn’t sleep, she would read Chen Tao’s travel notes to induce hypnosis.
Xie Zhao thought about it and wrote a letter to the Chen family when he had time, praising Chen Tao's talent and asking someone to bring a few more books over.
With Chen Tao's accumulation over the years, it is definitely enough for Jiang Yuzhu to avoid insomnia for several years.
"Princess Yutan and the Second Young Master have arrived at the mansion and are waiting for you in the side hall."
Hong Jin was in charge of delivering the message. Seeing Xie Zhao was about to leave, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and gritted her teeth, "Master, please stay."
"What's up?"
Xie Zhao's voice was calm, but it sounded extremely tense to Hong Jin's ears.
After pondering for a while, Hong Jin mustered up the courage to say, "Master, I didn't mean to eavesdrop or peek in the room before. It was just a coincidence."
"Don't worry, I have no other advantages except that I keep my mouth shut. I didn't see you pretend to fall, nor did I see you pretending to be weak to arouse Madam's sympathy..."
Hong Jin hid the secret from her wife, and although she felt a little uncomfortable, she thought about the consequences of telling everything, and finally chose not to expose the master.
My life is important. How can I serve my wife if I lose my life?
There were footsteps in the inner room. Jiang Yuzhu yawned and asked, "When did it happen?"
Xie Zhao: "..."
Hong Jin: “…”
There was an awkward silence in the room.
Jiang Yuzhu was still a little dazed. She was very sleepy and her mouth was dry. She just took a sip of tea and went back to bed to fall asleep.
Xie Zhao glanced at Hong Jin with a calm expression. Hong Jin felt a cool breeze on her neck and she felt like she was finished.
Oops, the more she talked the more mistakes she made. She shouldn't have decided to speak out because she was afraid that the master would hold a grudge against her!
If Hong Jin wants to survive, she has to cling to Madam's thighs desperately; Madam is her support!
In the side hall, Princess Yutan and Jiang Huaiqing had been waiting for a while, and several generals from the north city camp also came with them.
"Thank you, sir. There is a heavy snow outside the city, which has crushed the barbarian's tents. The barbarians are short of food and clothing, and have already planned to retreat."
It sounds like it's beneficial to their side, but in fact it's exactly contrary to Xie Zhao's plan.
Once the barbarians return to the territory of Sishui City, the confrontation between the two armies will increase.
By this calculation, it will be delayed for at least a few months.
The North can wait, but the capital can no longer.
If she cannot capture Sishui City and ensure the stability of the north, Princess Yutan will not be able to return to the capital to help Xiao She.
"The border town is hit by severe snowstorms. The streets have not been cleared yet, and the camp is short of firewood. The soldiers cannot leave the city to fight."
There have been similar situations in previous years, where the two countries tacitly reached a truce.
Now that the other side has taken the initiative to retreat and our soldiers are unable to launch a surprise attack, there is no better way than to continue the stalemate.
The generals had discussed the matter and were at a loss as to what to do, so they all came to Xie Zhao for advice.
Xie Zhao leaned back in his chair and played with his teacup. He did not look embarrassed at all. He turned to Mo Qianyu and asked, "Do you have a map of the outside of the city?"
"Thank you, sir. What you mean is..."
Princess Yutan frowned. Was she still planning to kill the barbarians outside the city?
"This is like hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting yourself by eight hundred."
Although Princess Yutan wanted to return to Beijing very much, she would not watch and see her soldiers pushed into the fire pit.
Some of the veterans have been with her for many years, sharing life and death with her countless times, and getting along like brothers.
As one of the main generals, one must make sacrifices in exchange for gains, but Princess Yutan is reluctant to do so and is caught in a dilemma.
"Don't worry, my lord."
Xie Zhao remained calm throughout, and the anxious hearts of Jiang Huaiqing and others gradually calmed down.
After checking the map, Xie Zhao circled a few points and said with a deep look in his eyes, "Since the barbarians have changed their route, we should also change it in time. I have a better idea."
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