Chapter 463: As a mother, I am willing to shorten my life by ten years
This time, when helping He Zhiran to reverse the fetal position, he had thought it through in advance. If his sister couldn't bear the pain, he could only successfully reverse the fetal position.
But what He Ziming didn't expect was that He Zhiran was so strong. During the whole process of him helping her to turn the fetal position, He Zhiran didn't even make a sound.
It was because of this that He Ziming became completely determined to help her clear the birth canal.
He Zhiran cried out in pain after He Ziming started to help her clear the birth canal. The pain was indeed not something that ordinary people could bear.
What makes He Ziming happy is that although his sister had a hard time, the birth canal was successfully opened. On the one hand, she will not face the problem of difficult labor during delivery, and most importantly, the baby will be born quickly.
At this moment, although He Ziming still had big drops of sweat on his forehead and was breathing slightly when he spoke, none of these could stop the corners of his lips from rising.
When Mrs. He heard that her daughter was fine, she found the strength from somewhere, pushed He Ziming aside and rushed in.
Yes, she did break in, and from the looks of others, she looked as if she was afraid that someone would continue to stop her.
After the treatment, He Ziming used a silver needle to prick He Zhiran's sleeping point in order to let her have a good rest. At this time, He Zhiran had already fallen asleep.
Mo Jiuye did not leave, but used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and from time to time reached out to help her tidy up her slightly messy hair.
Mrs. He came to the bed, looked at her sleeping daughter, and finally couldn't control her tears.
"Ranran, you have suffered... wuwuwu..."
As she spoke, she turned towards the door and clasped her hands together.
"God, please open your eyes and don't let my daughter suffer anymore. As long as she can give birth smoothly, I, as a mother, am willing to shorten my life by ten years..."
Old Madam Mo also felt sorry for her daughter-in-law, even though she didn't see He Zhiran screaming at the scene just now.
But as someone who lives with her all day long, she knows a lot about He Zhiran.
This girl has a strong character, unlike other daughters-in-law who cry when encountering problems.
If the treatment hadn't been so painful, she would never have screamed like that.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Mo's eyes became moist. She quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it casually, then came to the bed.
"Jiuye, mother will stay with Ranran, you take Ziming to have some rest."
He Ziming is Mo Jiuye's uncle, and they are of the same generation, so it is naturally most appropriate for him to entertain them.
Mo Jiuye looked at He Zhiran reluctantly before turning around and leaving.
He Ziming had no intention of leaving.
He said to Mo Jiuye solemnly, "Ran Ran should be in labor in the morning. We should invite the midwife over as soon as possible."
Although He Ziming was an expert in gynecology, there was no example of a man delivering a baby in that era.
The most he could do was to stand outside the delivery room and give orders when special situations arose.
Or if the mother really couldn't hold on any longer, her family would help her cover her body first, and then He Ziming would go in to treat her.
No one knew He Zhiran's condition better than him. He knew she could give birth smoothly as long as the midwife was always there waiting for her.
Especially after he helped He Zhiran pass through the birth canal, she would give birth very quickly, and she would not be able to do it without a midwife who knew how to deliver the baby.
As long as his wife doesn't have to have a caesarean section, Mo Jiuye will do anything.
When he heard He Ziming ask the midwife to come over, he ran to the village without saying a word.
Zhao Wenpo was dragged here by Mo Jiuye. At this time, the old lady had already gone to bed. Mo Jiuye didn't care about anything else and climbed over the wall to wake Zhao Wenpo up from her sleep with the loud banging on the door.
Seeing Mo Jiuye so anxious, Zhao Wenpo thought He Zhiran was about to give birth, so she quickly put on her clothes and came out.
As soon as he reached the door, Mo Jiuye pulled him out.
That’s not all. Mo Jiuye thought she was too slow and actually half-dragged her home.
Zhao Wenpo was already quite old, and she could not stand being dragged like this. As soon as she arrived at the courtyard, she collapsed on the ground as if exhausted, and kept patting her chest with one hand.
"Why are you so anxious? When I left your house, your wife hadn't started labor yet. Even if she did, it wouldn't be too soon. How can you deliver a baby if you've torn me apart?"
Mo Jiuye was just too anxious just now. He always felt that it would be safer to have the midwife waiting at home, and he actually forgot the importance of it.
At this moment, he also realized that he was wrong and hurried forward to apologize.
"I'm sorry, Auntie. It's all my fault for being too impatient."
Faced with such a scene, Mo Jiuye was really scratching his head. It was all because he was too worried about his wife that he forgot that he shouldn't treat an old man like this.
Seeing this, Madam Mo glared at Mo Jiuye fiercely, then walked over with a smile and carefully helped Zhao Wenpo up from the ground.
"I'm so sorry, this young boy of ours is a father for the first time and he's so nervous, please don't be too picky with him.
Please check your body to see if there is anything wrong with you. I will ask someone to go to the city to ask a doctor to see you."
Zhao Wenpo was not the kind of ignorant old woman. Although she felt a little unwell, she knew that she had no serious injuries and would be fine after some exercise.
She sighed, "Ah... I'm lucky, I won't die. Take me to see Lao Jiu's family and see if she's about to give birth."
As she spoke, Zhao Wenpo staggered towards He Zhiran's room.
Madam Mo quickly explained, "My ninth daughter-in-law is still asleep. I invited you here just in case. I'll take you to another room to rest first."
Old Madam Mo helped Mrs. Zhao walk to the side room and spoke to Mo Jiuye in a bad mood.
"You little bastard, you hurt your Aunt Zhao. Why don't you go get her some delicious food to calm her down?"
These words were clearly instructions to Mo Jiuye in front of Zhao Wenpo, but in fact, he was asking Lan'er to do it.
Lan'er has always been observant. After hearing what Mrs. Mo said, she ran to prepare.
This girl had just seen what happened to Zhao Wenpo. She didn't look like she was pretending. Moreover, she didn't ask for any compensation after she got up. Lan'er didn't feel disgusted by such a person.
Therefore, she was particularly careful when preparing food for Zhao Wenpo.
The food was all homegrown, watermelon cut into evenly diced pieces, a cake He Zhiran taught her to make, a cup of boiled milk, and a plate of dried fruit...
These things are nothing new to the Mo family. He Zhiran often asks Lan'er and Yu'er to prepare them and distribute them to each family. Not only does she have them, but the two elders and several sisters-in-law's families also have them.
Zhao Wenpo came to help He Zhiran check this afternoon because she had something to do and did not look at other people's houses carefully.
Now I sit down to rest and finally I can see the furnishings in the room clearly.
Her mood can be described as turbulent.
The country people actually have such a beautiful house...
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