Chapter 146 Your Wife Gives Birth, I’m Afraid
Without saying a word, Zhao Tong dragged the old woman out of the door and closed it. The man inside took a look and although he was a little worried, he didn't say anything.
The atmosphere suddenly became cold, leaving only the cries of the little girl in the house. Those cries made people's hearts tighten when listening to them, and Xiao Ji was no exception.
This situation reminded him of the day when his mother had a miscarriage. It was also such a hot and humid summer day, and the chirping of cicadas was so piercing that it hurt his eardrums.
He sat restlessly in Fengyi Palace, listening to his mother's cries of pain, his fists clenched until the knuckles turned white.
He knew that his mother must have tried her best to endure it, and that was why he knew how painful it must be.
The imperial doctors came in and out, but no one dared to look at him. Finally, when the emperor arrived, the doctors lowered their heads and said cautiously, "Your Majesty...it's not possible..."
The baby in the queen mother's belly is almost four months old.
"Master..." Zhao Tong's voice brought him back to reality, "You don't look well. It's hot outside. Do you want to go back and rest first?"
Xiao Ji wanted to agree, he really didn't want to recall the scene at that time. He just raised his heel, and suddenly remembered that his Qingqing was also a woman, and one day in the future she would have to go through the same thing, and his feet suddenly couldn't move.
He took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "No, I'll wait here."
Inside the house, the woman's cries of pain became more and more rapid. Xiao Ji stood outside, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the jade pendant around his waist.
Xiao Ji couldn't help but imagine the woman giving birth inside as Qing Wu, and every cry of pain made him irritated.
His face became uglier and uglier, and his mind couldn't help but overlap his mother's pale face and Qingwu's face.
"Master..." At some point, Zhao Tong had brought a pot of cold tea and poured a cup for him. Xiao Ji took the teacup but didn't drink a sip.
Seeing his expression, Zhao Tong probably guessed that his master was thinking of the queen, so he comforted him: "Our lady is a skilled doctor, she will be fine."
However, this sentence did not make Xiao Ji feel at ease at all. It was the imperial physician who took care of his mother back then, but didn't he still fail to save the queen mother's child?
Before he could finish his words, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly came from inside the house. Zhao Tong quickly said, "This must be the birth of the baby."
Xiao Ji's heart also began to lift. Just as a trace of joy welled up in his heart, he heard Qing Wu's anxious voice: "The child is too big, the head can't come out! I have to cut your hair, are you willing?"
Everyone waiting outside frowned. Cutting? Was he going to cut flesh alive?
The woman's voice was too soft for Xiao Ji to hear clearly, but he could hear Qing Wu's voice clearly.
He is not stupid. Combining the previous sentence, he naturally knows where to cut. Thinking that Qingqing may also encounter this situation in the future -
The young man's hand suddenly clenched the teacup, and the porcelain cup could not withstand such force. It broke with a "crack", and the cold tea spilled on the ground, but he seemed not to feel it at all.
"Master!" Zhao Tong exclaimed, and immediately went forward to check. Fortunately, Xiao Ji did not continue to hold the cup tightly after it cracked, so his hand was not injured.
These actions did not distract Xiao Ji's attention at all, and his eyes were still fixed on the direction of the medical room.
The man who had grabbed the old woman's collar before, Li Wanniang's brother, couldn't help but look sideways.
In addition to being anxious, he muttered to himself: This noble man seems to be more nervous than his brother-in-law. If he didn't know the inside story, he would have thought that his wife was giving birth in there.
The suppressed cries of pain from the woman in labor were heard from inside the room, followed by Qingwu's steady voice: "Yuzhu, hold her down. Baozhu, heat the scissors over a candle and bring them here."
The sound was faintly heard outside the gate. The old woman did not leave. Regardless of what she heard, she shouted without thinking, "You can't treat her casually. If you kill my granddaughter-in-law, you will have to pay compensation!"
This gave the anxious, irritated, and fearful young man a perfect opportunity to vent. He threw aside his usual self-control and shouted angrily, "Get out! Say another word and I'll cut off your tongue!"
The old woman shuddered at the sudden outburst, but after a moment of silence, she couldn't help but say, "Sir, this is my family affair. Even if you are a noble, you... can't interfere."
It was really because Xiao Ji and Qing Wu were too lenient to the villagers of Hedong Village after they arrived at the palace.
When they first started to build the palace, they paid higher wages than the outside world. Later, they asked the villagers to rent their land for free. Qingwu even treated the illnesses of his neighbors. All these things led some people to think that they were too kind.
Although there are many people in Hedong Village who know how to be grateful, there are also a few bad apples, and Mrs. Shi is one of them.
She thought that there were kind and benevolent people here, and she couldn't help but want to blackmail them. If her granddaughter-in-law died here today, with one body and two lives lost, she should be able to get a lot of money as compensation, right?
There are always ten taels...
No, it needs twenty taels, twenty taels!
Mrs. Shi's eyes rolled up and she began to howl at the top of her lungs.
"Is there no justice? Even the county magistrate can't interfere in the affairs of my own family!"
"I have no money for treatment, so why are you forcing me to buy something?"
She deliberately screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice so sharp it could pierce the eardrums. "Madam, you haven't even given birth yourself at your age, how can you be a midwife? You're clearly trying to extort two taels of silver from my family—"
"Shut up!" Li Wanniang's brother couldn't stand it any longer, so he knocked on the door and scolded the old woman.
Xiao Ji could no longer endure it. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted at Fugui, "Open the door! Beat her until she can't speak!"
Fugui opened the door without a word. He had been holding back for a long time; he was used to slapping people! Furthermore, he had been chopping wood and fetching water more often recently, so his strength had increased.
Before Mrs. Shi could react, Fugui grabbed her collar and forced her to her knees.
Just as she was about to howl, Fugui's big hand, like a palm-leaf fan, slapped her face hard. With a crisp "pa" sound, her shouting was directly suppressed into her stomach.
"Stop!" Li Wanniang's husband, who is also Mrs. Shi's grandson, rushed forward to stop him, but was grabbed by Xiao Ji by his clothes.
"Are you worthy of being a husband?" Xiao Ji's voice was as cold as ice. He raised his hand and slapped him. "You watched your wife suffer a difficult labor and let this old hag curse you!"
Don’t you know that the more pain your wife is in and the slower she gives birth, the more scared I will be?
The boy was overwhelmed by fear and anger and began to act unreasonable.
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