The imperial physician and the midwife had never seen such a scene before, and they were especially shocked when they saw Fang Chiyue's smooth movements.
As the blade cut through the last layer of barrier, Fang Chiyue took a deep breath and her fingers touched the fetus's head.
A hint of determination flashed across her face. She gently stretched out her hand and carefully guided the child out.
Seeing this, the midwife hurried forward to catch the baby, moving carefully.
The room was silent for a moment, and everyone held their breath.
"It's born!" The midwife carefully wiped the blood off the baby's body.
Then a look of surprise appeared on his face, "It's a young master!"
As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to relax for a moment.
When Shen Yuhan outside heard the baby's first cry, he felt relieved.
"Child...Qingyue, our child..."
Shen Yuhan murmured, tears welling up in his eyes.
However, just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Fang Chiyue's hand suddenly paused and her expression became serious.
"No... there's another one!"
Fang Chiyue's voice trembled slightly, but she quickly calmed down again.
The midwife was shocked when she heard this and quickly came closer: "Madam, are you pregnant with twins?"
The imperial physician immediately understood the seriousness of the problem, and his expression suddenly became solemn: "No wonder Madam is having such a hard time this time!"
"With two babies squeezed together in the birth canal, no wonder she couldn't hold on!"
Shen Yuhan thought that everything would be over smoothly after seeing the first child, but the word "there is another one" made his heart hang in the air again.
"Chiyue, hurry! The child and Qingyue depend on you!" Shen Yuhan's voice was hurried outside, and his tone was full of nervousness.
Fang Chiyue took a deep breath and steadied the knife with both hands again.
Gently adjusting the angle, he began to guide the second child out.
She was completely immersed in the operation, her fingers moving deftly.
Despite being blind, every movement of his hands was carried out with unimaginable precision.
As time passed, the tension in the air grew.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Fang Chiyue's forehead, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster, but still steady.
Finally, under her guidance, the second fetus was carefully taken out.
The baby's cry was heard again in the delivery room. The midwife hurried forward to take the child, and her nervous expression finally relaxed a little.
"It's a little girl!"
The midwife carefully wrapped the second child with skillful movements.
The imperial physician immediately stepped forward to check on the child, and after confirming that the child was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"They're twins... No wonder Madam is having such a hard time."
The imperial physician wiped the sweat from his forehead, his heart still not recovering from the tension just now.
The midwife held the two newborn babies carefully.
With the joy of having escaped danger still on his face, he slowly walked out the door.
She fully believed that Lord Shen Yuhan would be eager to see her child.
After all, they are twins, a boy and a girl, which is a great joy.
However, when she just walked out of the delivery room.
When he saw Shen Yuhan's tense face, the joy in his heart was immediately suppressed.
"My Lord, congratulations, you have twins, a boy and a girl!"
The midwife's voice trembled slightly as she carefully lifted the child up, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.
However, Shen Yuhan's gaze did not linger on the child for even a moment.
His eyes were full of anxiety as he stared at the door of the delivery room, as if that was the source of all his emotions.
The midwife thought he would be excited for a moment, but when she saw that he didn't even have the mood to look at the child, her heart suddenly turned cold.
"My Lord... Madam..."
The midwife whispered, her voice choked with sobs.
Shen Yuhan turned around abruptly, staring into the midwife's eyes, and asked in a cold tone, "How is Qingyue?"
The midwife was frightened by his sharp gaze and her heart tightened and her legs went weak.
She actually fell to her knees, and her hands holding the child began to tremble.
Her face showed panic, and tears welled up in her eyes: "My Lord, please forgive me. I have tried my best!"
"But that woman... she's stubborn and insists on having a cesarean section. Madam... Madam is now..."
Shen Yuhan was suddenly startled, his chest heaving violently, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade.
He didn't wait for the midwife to finish speaking. He suddenly pushed open the door of the delivery room and rushed in almost losing his mind.
In the delivery room, the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
In the dim candlelight, a shocking scene was revealed.
Fang Chiyue was concentrating on the final stitching. The ground was covered in blood, staining the entire ground red.
Fang Qingyue's abdomen was still open, with bloody wounds crisscrossing her fair skin, the edges of which looked particularly shocking.
When Shen Yuhan saw this scene, it was as if a string in his heart suddenly broke, and he felt dizzy.
His chest heaved violently, his fists clenched tightly, and a suppressed growl came from his throat: "What are you doing!"
His eyes were fixed on the needle and thread in Fang Chiyue's hands and Fang Qingyue's exposed belly, and the anger burning in his heart almost consumed him.
The blood, the smell of blood, and Fang Qingyue's face as pale as paper made his breathing rapid and disordered.
Fang Chiyue heard Shen Yuhan's roar, but did not stop sewing at all.
Any pause at this moment would be a threat to Qingyue's life, but Shen Yuhan's approach made her nerves tense to the extreme.
She took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "My Lord, please go out! You will affect me!"
Shen Yuhan didn't listen at all, just stared at Fang Qingyue's wound.
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