Chapter 190 He's probably not going to survive.
"Mother." Madam Lu, supporting the old lady, also came to Mulan Courtyard, glancing inside with a worried expression. "How is it inside?"
Mrs. Ma said, "I don't know. It was shouting very loudly just now, but it's silent now."
The old women carried basins of bloody water in and out, clearly indicating that Yao Qingling had lost a lot of blood.
The old lady's brows were furrowed tightly as she murmured Amitabha Buddha.
"This child, how come even giving birth can cause trouble?"
“Madam, you should go back to Cangbo Courtyard. I’ll look after things here,” Madam Ma said. “Be careful that the filth doesn’t affect your health.”
The old lady nodded, and Madam Ma then told her daughter-in-law to help the old lady back, saying in a low voice, "Why are you getting involved? It's not like you're the one giving birth."
Lu kept her head down, not daring to speak.
She helped the old lady back to Cangbo Courtyard.
Just a short while later, a hoarse cry came from inside the house again.
Mrs. Ma frowned and looked up. Why was he awake again?
She clutched her handkerchief tightly, silently praying: Please, please don't let things go smoothly!
Inside the room, Yao Qingling was in excruciating pain, using every last bit of strength she had to exert as the midwife instructed.
He Yin stuffed a century-old ginseng slice into her mouth, but she couldn't taste anything.
She felt a little cold.
"Miss, push a little harder, we can see the baby's head!"
This time, it was Zhao's mother who delivered her baby. Her pale face was filled with joy as she told her to push harder.
Qiao's mother's technique for pushing her belly was significantly better than that of the previous midwife. Unlike scraping the belly with a razor blade, she pushed downwards with each exertion of force.
"Miss, just hang in there a little longer. Once you can see the baby's head, things will go smoothly. Don't give up now, keep going!" Mrs. Qiao encouraged her, cheering her on.
As for the original nanny, she has already been tied up by Lou Yue.
She was thrown into a corner, her mouth stuffed with a rag, and forbidden to make a sound.
I'll settle the score with her later.
"You'd better pray to God to bless the young lady so she can give birth safely. If anything happens to her or her child, I'll take your dog's life!"
This midwife was hired by the Lady of the Marquis. Taking advantage of their absence, she bullied the maids who were ignorant and the whole house was at her beck and call.
Whether it was her doing or not, when Zhao's mother and Qiao's mother came in and saw that the baby was in the wrong position, with the feet down.
However, Yao Qingling had previously examined the midwives to confirm that the baby was in the correct position.
Fortunately, the two midwives were experienced, and Qiao's mother boldly took over, pushing the baby back into the correct position before continuing the delivery.
That skill alone is enough to make someone suffer excruciating pain.
The maids were extremely anxious, and even Granny Zhu knelt down facing the door, praying to the Bodhisattva for protection.
After an unknown amount of time, with a shrill, hoarse scream, the child finally emerged.
There was no crying, nor was there any sound of Yao Qingling calling out.
She fainted again.
Lou Yue looked at the child's bluish-purple face and was so frightened that she could hardly stand: "W-how could this happen?"
Xia Chan was also anxious: "Can he be saved?"
The midwife said it was because the baby had been in the womb for too long.
They didn't dare to delay for a moment, taking turns to perform first aid on the child. Zhao's mother lifted the baby upside down by his little feet and patted the soles of his feet hard, then tried to remove the amniotic fluid that he had swallowed.
He Yin sat by the bed, still giving Qing Ling acupuncture to stop the bleeding.
She remained silent and quiet, but she was anxious and even used the Thirteen Ghost Needles technique.
In the courtyard, Madam Ma watched the old women and maids coming and going, and then saw several doctors carrying medical kits in. The corners of her lips curled up in a smile.
Such haste means he's probably not going to survive.
Her prayers worked!
Mrs. Ma clutched her chest, pressed her rapidly beating heart, then lifted the hem of her skirt and walked into the house.
"Oh dear, how is it? Has the baby been born? Why is there no sound?"
From the rooftop, Nie Yun could see Ma's shameful behavior clearly.
She said coldly, "What a hypocrite! This old woman is just hoping Yao Qingling dies."
Lin Shiyuan's eyes were as dark as ink.
If he were a man from this Marquis's mansion, he would be the first to kill this bloodsucking witch!
He only regretted that he couldn't go in and see Yao Qingling.
Seeing that his hands were trembling slightly, Nie Yun paused for a moment, then comforted him, "Miss Qingling is blessed by heaven and will surely be safe and sound."
She added, "That young girl He Yin has excellent medical skills; she can save her."
Lin Shiyuan remained silent.
He suddenly felt that this silence was not as good as the shouting he had just given him, at least it let him know that she was still alive.
The first time Lin Shiyuan experienced the burning pain in his heart was when he was on the battlefield, on the verge of victory, but was ordered to leave the battlefield and go to the capital to plead guilty.
The second time is now.
The waiting time almost drained him of all his energy.
After a while, he managed to squeeze out a few words from his dry throat: "Go down and take a look."
Nie Yun glanced at him, worried that without her watching, he would barge in.
She dared not leave.
The man glared at her.
Nie Yun sighed softly, looked up at the sky, and said, "It's almost dawn."
On the distant horizon, a faint red light was emerging from the other side.
Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, Nie Yun leaped down.
Once inside the room, only Yao Qingling's two capable maids were guarding it; the other maids and servants had all gone out.
Mrs. Ma and her two daughters surrounded the child, looking regretful and shaking their heads.
Lou Yue sobbed uncontrollably, while Xia Chan lowered her head and remained silent, as if suppressing something.
He Yin was still by Yao Qingling's bedside. The curtains were drawn, and Nie Yun couldn't see inside.
She lifted half of the curtain and saw that Yao Qingling's arms, head, area near her heart, and lower limbs were covered with needles, making her look like a hedgehog.
Nie Yun frowned deeply.
Turning around, I saw two doctors discussing what medicine to use.
Nie Yun walked over to Lou Yue and asked in a low voice, "Not going well?"
Lou Yue looked at her with teary eyes, and sobbed, "Everyone did their best..."
She buried her face in Nie Yun's shoulder and wept bitterly.
Hearing the crying, Ma could barely suppress the wildly upturned corners of her mouth.
However, she was an experienced woman and remained calm, refraining from saying anything unpleasant at that moment.
But Yao Qingqi is different.
If Yao Qingling doesn't die, then all the sleepless night she spent was for nothing!
Yao Qingqi said, "Since the child is dead, let's bury him. Otherwise, if Sister Qingling wakes up and sees him, she will be heartbroken again. Cousin, go to Cangbo Courtyard and inform the old lady, so that she won't keep waiting for news."
Ma Peizhen glanced at her.
Doesn't that seem strange?
There were only two midwives in the room. Where was the other midwife, Granny Sun?
She said, "No matter what, this child was born after Qingling went through so much hardship. She's still unconscious, and if you make decisions for her without her consent, she'll be angry."
Yao Qingqi glared at her, then turned to Madam Ma: "Mother, it's so unlucky to have a dead infant in our manor." She reminded her, "This isn't one of our Yao family..."
Ma turned and walked towards the large bed, lifting the curtain to look at Yao Qingling.
She sighed, "Poor child, after suffering for so long, this is the result... Qingling, this dead fetus failed to reincarnate. It must be sent to the next cycle of reincarnation as soon as possible, so it won't linger in this little body, or it will become a vengeful spirit..."
She said some discouraging things, which provoked Yao Qingling.
Xia Chan's chest heaved violently with anger. This wasn't comforting; it was death knell!
"Madam Hou, have you said enough?"
She glared at him angrily.
Madam Ma coldly turned to look at her: "A mere maid dares to yell at me? Do you even know any manners?"
At a command, several rough-looking women were summoned to drag Xia Chan away and beat her.
"I'll show you who's really in charge of this Marquis's mansion!"
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