Dong Ping was helped by Fang Hai to walk a few steps, and she felt a warm current flowing down from below her.
She had previously thought it was menstrual blood, and that it was perfectly normal for warm fluid to flow out occasionally, so she didn't pay much attention to it. Now that she knew she was pregnant and that this blood was the lifeblood of her baby, she immediately became uneasy.
"No, I can't walk anymore. The faster I walk, the faster I bleed." Dong Ping grabbed Fang Hai's arm in a panic. Her face was as white as paper, without a trace of color. Her body was hunched over, and she was breathing heavily.
Mothers can't bear to see such a scene; they can't stand by and watch a fetus lose its life.
Fang Qiao couldn't bear to see this, so he made up an excuse and said, "Sister-in-law, I learned massage from a barefoot doctor in the countryside for a few days. If you trust me, I can try to help you stop the bleeding by pressing acupoints."
Fang Hai hesitated.
It wasn't that he didn't trust his younger sister, but he had never heard that she had studied medicine. It might be a lucky guess that she could tell she was pregnant at a glance, but could she really stop the bleeding by pressing acupoints?
On the contrary, Dong Ping said without hesitation, "I believe you, I believe you, little sister, please help me stop the bleeding."
With the baby inside her, she could clearly feel the baby's life slipping away with the flow of blood beneath her. She was filled with panic and fear, and even in desperation, she clung tightly to this last straw.
Fang Hai hesitated for a moment, then stepped between Dong Ping and Fang Qiao: "Little sister, are you... can you do it?"
Fang Qiao could only say, "I can give it a try, but I can't guarantee it will work."
Dong Ping's threatened miscarriage had been going on for far too long; under such circumstances, even a miracle worker couldn't guarantee a successful outcome.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll accept it whether it works or not." Dong Ping, pale-faced, pushed Fang Hai away and grabbed Fang Qiao's hand: "Little sister, don't listen to your brother's nagging. He's always like this, hesitant and indecisive. I believe in you, thank you for your help."
"Okay." Fang Qiao nodded. "Then, sister-in-law, come lie down here and I'll give you a massage."
It wasn't good to lie down directly on the street, so Fang Qiao found a sheltered alley, and Xiao Jing followed along pushing her bicycle.
Just then, the door of the house inside was open, and the old lady there was sitting upside down in the room sewing shoe soles. Upon seeing this, she took the initiative to invite them into the house, where there was no wind.
The interior of the room was a bit small; it was already full with just three people standing inside. So Xiaojing and Xiaolong waited outside the door.
Inside the house, Fang Qiao thanked the old lady and then found a relatively clean spot for Dong Ping to lie down.
They've already been kind enough to lend me a place; I shouldn't presume to borrow their bed as well.
"Brother, take off your outer robe and spread it on the ground as a mat."
The overcoat is just a layer of cloth worn separately to keep the cotton-padded jacket clean; it's not cold even if you take it off.
Taking off my outer robe and placing it on the ground was better than lying directly on the ground.
"Okay, okay." Fang Hai replied repeatedly, quickly taking off his apron and spreading it on the ground.
Dong Ping wasn't being coy. In this emergency, she didn't care about the mess on the ground, so after spreading out her apron, she lay down directly.
Fang Qiao squatted down in front of her and said, "Sister-in-law, don't feel cold, it will be ready soon."
Dong Ping hummed in response, and Fang Qiao then reached out and lifted the hem of Dong Ping's cotton coat, while simultaneously pulling down the waistband of her cotton pants to expose the skin below her navel.
Even though she had prepared herself mentally, Dong Ping still couldn't help but shiver when the clothes on her stomach were lifted and the cold air touched her skin; goosebumps instantly rose on her skin.
The next second, Dong Ping felt a sharp pain in her stomach; Fang Qiao's fingers were pressing below her navel.
She couldn't help but exclaim, "Ouch!"
"Does it hurt a little? It'll be fine in a bit." While massaging Dong Ping, Fang Qiao channeled the spiritual energy from her meridians into Dong Ping's body through her fingers, explaining briefly to ease Dong Ping's tension: "Sister-in-law, I'm pressing the Xia Yuquan and Xiao Bi acupoints next to the navel, located in the lower abdomen, four inches below the navel and three inches lateral to the anterior midline. This can temporarily stop the bleeding." (Hint: Fictional, do not apply to reality)
Of course, the key was the spiritual energy she channeled into Dong Ping's body.
Without the spiritual energy being channeled into her body to protect her uterus and the fetus inside, simply pressing acupoints would not be able to stop the bleeding.
"It seems to be getting better."
Whether it was Dong Ping's imagination or not, she felt a slight warmth gradually spreading through her cold abdomen.
Moreover, as Fang Qiao continued to massage, the pain disappeared, replaced by a numb feeling, and the surging blood flowing beneath her gradually stopped.
Fang Qiao stopped at this moment: "Alright, sister-in-law, you can stand up now."
Dong Ping nodded, handed her hand to Fang Hai, and asked him to help her up. She stood up and checked herself, then said with a look of surprise, "It's really healed! The bleeding has definitely stopped."
The old lady in the house clicked her tongue in amazement at what she saw: "She was better after just a short massage? You really can't judge a book by its cover. Young lady, I never knew you were such a good doctor!"
Fang Qiao pursed her lips, shook her head and said, "No, my medical skills are only at the level of a barefoot doctor in the countryside, which I learned for a few days. I can't say I'm good. It's only because they're family that they trust me and dare to let me treat them. I wouldn't dare to treat anyone else. If I mess it up, it would be all my responsibility."
The old lady nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense. We wouldn't dare take the risk if it wasn't family."
Fang Qiao nodded and said, "That's right. You should still see a proper doctor if you have any problems."
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