Chapter 155 Fu Yun was overjoyed at the birth of her noble daughter…
When Fu Yun and Lu Zhisheng arrived at the General's Mansion, the servants waiting at the gate immediately recognized them and rushed forward to invite them into the mansion.
"The two young men have finally arrived. Our master has been in pain for a day and a night, but there is no sign of the baby coming out. The doctor and the midwife are also helpless. They only said that perhaps the baby in the womb is too big, which is why it is so difficult to give birth. The general is so anxious that he had someone call you over."
Fu Yun asked in confusion, "Why did you wait until you were in pain for a whole day and night before coming to find me? Didn't I tell Lao Cheng and your general to come to find me as soon as there were signs of labor?"
Fu Yun's expression was too serious, and the servant was immediately somewhat frightened, saying cautiously, "This... I don't know either, I'm just following orders."
Fu Yun took a deep breath: "Forget about that for now, let's get there quickly."
The servant relaxed slightly and led the way with one hand: "Yes, please follow me."
The closer one gets to Cheng Jincheng's room, the more servants there are in the general's mansion, all looking anxious and hurrying along.
Seeing this, Fu Jun couldn't help but feel uneasy. Could something have gone wrong?
He quickened his pace and moved forward rapidly.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Qian Qingling pacing back and forth, glancing into the room every now and then, her beautiful face full of worry and unease.
Fu Yun approached Qian Qingling: "How is the situation now?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Qingling turned around and saw Fu Yun and Lu Zhisheng. She paused for a moment, then realized that she had hurriedly sent someone to invite them.
She looked back into the room, her voice anxious: "The situation isn't good. The doctor said it's very likely to be a difficult labor."
Fu Yun understood and suggested, "You should let the doctor and midwife come out first! Lu Zhisheng and I will go in."
Qian Qingling was taken aback, then asked in surprise, "You two aren't in labor, what are you doing going in? Do you two know how to deliver a baby?"
Fu Yun explained, "Lu Zhisheng has practiced childbirth countless times in private over the past few months and has also learned about the male anatomy in detail. He knows better than any doctor or midwife how to handle the current situation."
Qian Qingling shook her head, disagreeing: "No, this is too reckless. I can't let anything happen to my husband and child."
Fu Yun said frankly, "But dragging this out will only make it more dangerous. If the child is deprived of oxygen inside, it could very well result in the death of both mother and child."
Qian Qingling frowned, not understanding what "lack of oxygen" meant. Just as she was about to ask, Fu Jun interrupted, "Old Cheng is my best brother and my most important partner. I want him to have a smooth delivery more than anyone else."
His expression was firm, and his tone was solemn: "I'm putting this out there today. If anything happens to him because of my decision, I'll give my life and let you do whatever you want with me. Do you think you can trust me then?"
Qian Qingling stared intently at Fu Jun, remaining silent for a long time before turning her gaze to Lu Zhisheng: "Are you confident?"
Having gone through the battle to break out of Lingzhou City with Fu Yun, Lu Zhisheng was no longer the timid young man he once was, but a reserved and composed gentle gentleman.
He responded gently, "I'm more than 80% sure."
After thinking for a moment, Qian Qingling finally relented: "Alright, then I'll leave it to you."
Lu Zhisheng cupped his hands and said, "I will do my best, General, please rest assured."
Qian Qingling nodded in agreement.
She looked at Fu Jun, her expression showing a hint of apology: "Thank you for your trouble."
Fu Yun reassured her, "Don't worry too much, the baby will be born safely."
A look of gratitude appeared in Qian Qingling's eyes: "Thank you."
Fu Yun said no more and pushed open the door.
As soon as he and Lu Zhisheng entered the house, they smelled a strong stench of blood.
The two hurried to the bedside and saw Cheng Jincheng lying flat on the bed with his legs spread open, while three middle-aged men were busy around his lower body.
Fu Yun: "..." I didn't expect that the midwives were all men. It turns out that the midwife that the servant and Qian Qingling mentioned earlier was not Cheng Jincheng, but a midwife!
Cheng Jincheng's face was deathly pale, his forehead was covered in a layer of sweat, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he looked like he was in unbearable pain.
It's not hard to imagine how much pain Cheng Jincheng is in, considering how strong and burly he is.
The three middle-aged men were also covered in cold sweat, their faces showing panic and anxiety.
"Why hasn't the baby shown yet? The baby doesn't feel very big, there's no reason why it should be so difficult to give birth?"
"Sigh, I guess it's because her hip bones aren't big enough, which is why she has trouble giving birth."
"What can we do? If this continues, I'm afraid the General and the Prince won't make it!"
Lu Zhisheng spoke up at the right moment: "You all go out first! Leave this to us."
The three men inside the room then noticed someone had entered. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with inquiry and hesitation as they gazed at Fu Yun and Lu Zhisheng.
Fu Yun said, "It was the general who made the arrangement."
The three middle-aged men breathed a sigh of relief, quickly packed up their belongings, and pushed each other as they left the room.
Cheng Jincheng slightly lifted his eyelids, his voice weak and feeble: "You've come?"
Fu Yun glared at Cheng Jincheng, annoyed: "Didn't we agree that you would notify me and Lu Zhisheng as soon as you started? Why did you drag it out for a whole day and night?"
Cheng Jincheng avoided Fu Yun's gaze, looking somewhat uncomfortable: "It's the same if I call you after I give birth."
Seeing his expression, Fu Yun could easily guess what he was thinking. He felt the same way as her, that it was too strange for a man to give birth. Although he had accepted the fact that he had to have a child, it was not an easy hurdle to overcome. Moreover, he had to give birth in front of his good brother, who was also a modern person who had transmigrated from the past, so he felt even more embarrassed.
Fu Yun didn't dare to look at Cheng Jincheng's blood-soaked lower body, and said with a forced smile, "Alright, enough nonsense, now it's up to Lu Zhisheng to handle it."
Cheng Jincheng gasped for breath and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you have any way to get this little brat out as soon as possible? It's fucking painful! I've never felt this bad even when I broke a bone before. It's killing me."
Lu Zhisheng responded truthfully: "Brother Su has a plan that I think is feasible."
Cheng Jincheng's eyes flickered slightly: "What method?"
Fu Yun explained, "Given our physical structure, direct childbirth probably won't work. I think it's safer to have Xiao Lu perform a C-section."
"What?" Cheng Jincheng nearly sat up in shock: "You're planning to perform a cesarean section on me?"
Fu Yun raised her hand, signaling him not to get agitated: "A C-section is much safer than natural childbirth. Do you want to be in pain for days and nights more?"
Before Cheng Jincheng could answer, he continued, "Putting aside the issue of whether you're in pain, aren't you worried that if it goes on for too long, the baby might suffer from oxygen deprivation in your womb?"
“But…” Cheng Jincheng said anxiously, “This isn’t our era, how could our medical technology possibly keep up?”
Fu Jun pressed down on his trembling shoulders, very patiently: "Don't worry, I won't joke with your and the child's lives. Lu Zhisheng has practiced it more than twenty times in private, there won't be any problems."
Cheng Jincheng expressed skepticism: "Real-person practice?"
He quickly shook his head: "I don't believe it. In this era of backward medical care, no one would dare to perform surgery."
While preparing the anesthetic, Lu Zhisheng reassured him, "Brother Cheng, don't worry. With Brother Su and me here, you and the child will definitely be fine."
Cheng Jincheng asked with concern, "How did you practice it?"
Lu Zhisheng answered truthfully: "I cut open the bellies of twenty pigs, took out the piglets, and then stitched up the wounds. After that, both the sows and piglets survived."
Cheng Jincheng nearly fainted, and angrily said, "Are you two trying to make fun of me?"
"Alright." Fu Yun chose to end the conversation: "Stop nagging and save your energy for having a baby! We had no choice but to have you undergo a C-section. We can't force you to give birth when you can't, and end up killing both you and your baby, can we?"
Cheng Jincheng twitched his lips, then said nothing more, slumped back onto the bed, and looked utterly hopeless.
Fu Yun looked at Cheng Jincheng on the bed. His face was so pale that it was almost transparent. He looked like he had been soaked in water, and his undergarments were soaked with sweat.
He suddenly felt sorry for the guy and couldn't help but soften his voice: "Alright, don't think too much about it now. Close your eyes and get some sleep. When you wake up, the baby in your belly will be taken out."
He took the anesthetic powder from Lu Zhisheng and applied it to Cheng Jincheng's stomach, then lit some calming incense.
After the anesthetic took effect and Cheng Jincheng fell asleep, Lu Zhisheng picked up a knife, heated it over a flame, and then used the tip of the knife to cut open Cheng Jincheng's stomach.
Fu Yun stood next to Lu Zhisheng with a stiff upper lip, quickly handing him tools and wiping the sweat from his forehead and face with a handkerchief from time to time.
After making a cut, Lu Zhisheng first stopped the bleeding and then washed his hands.
He carefully put on the special gloves that Fu Yun had prepared for him and slowly reached into Cheng Jincheng's stomach.
As he moved, the fetus's head gradually emerged. Lu Zhisheng carefully touched the fetus inside and slowly lifted it out of his belly...
"Waaah~"
A loud cry of a baby rang out, and Lu Zhisheng successfully delivered the fetus.
Lu Zhisheng took the handkerchief from Fu Yun, wiped the blood off the baby, carefully wrapped her in a blanket, and handed her to Fu Yun, her voice gentle: "It's a little girl."
Fu Yun was stunned when she saw the baby emerge.
At that moment, the scene of a man giving birth became completely tangible before his eyes.
Unexpectedly, he actually witnessed Cheng Jincheng give birth to a baby, a real, fully developed little baby.
Fu Yun's expression became somewhat dazed, and for a moment she couldn't tell what day it was, she just kept staring at Lu Zhisheng's movements.
Having not seen Fu Yun make a sound for a while, Lu Zhisheng glanced at the person beside him: "Brother Su?"
"Young Master Su?"
Lu Zhisheng raised his voice: "Boss Su."
Fu Yun suddenly snapped out of her daze: "What's wrong?"
Lu Zhisheng gestured with his eyes: "Let's take the child to General Qian to see! I'll stitch up Brother Cheng's incision."
Fu Jun quickly reached out to take it, but the newborn baby was only the size of a kitten, and he didn't know where to pick it up.
As Lu Zhisheng spoke, she guided her, "Don't be afraid. The child is not as fragile as you think. First, use your left hand to protect her neck, then use your right hand to protect her buttocks. After reaching out to take her and holding her in your arms, let her head rest on the crook of your left arm, and use your right hand to protect her back and buttocks."
Fu Yun reached out and took the baby, stiffly protecting her neck, back, and bottom.
He felt that she was a tiny, soft, and frail little thing, and he was afraid that he might accidentally hurt her.
The baby in my arms had a flushed face, closed eyes, and was crying loudly with its mouth open.
Fu Jun was extremely nervous and subconsciously comforted her, "Don't cry, okay? Uncle will take you to find your mother right away."
Looking back, something felt off; Cheng Jincheng, who gave birth to her, was lying on the bed inside.
Fu Yun was immediately confused. Was Qian Qingling her father or her mother?
[Mr. Fu, who the child's father is doesn't affect how we address each other. Cheng Jincheng is the little girl's father, and Qian Qingling is her mother.]
Fu Yun twitched the corner of her mouth: "Fine!"
He continued to coax the child, "Baby, be good, Uncle will take you to find your mother."
Upon hearing the baby's cry, Qian Qingling pushed open the door and entered. Her gaze fell directly on the infant, her expression filled with joy: "It's born?"
Fu Jun smiled and nodded, gesturing for her to come closer, and handed the child to her: "Congratulations on the birth of your precious daughter."
Qian Qingling immediately beamed with joy and gently took the baby girl from her: "Thank you."
She hugged the child to her chest and looked into the room: "How is my husband? Is he alright?"
Fu Jun said, "He's fine. Lu Zhisheng is stitching him up. He should be done in a bit. Let's sit and wait in the outer room."
Qian Qingling naturally had no objection to this. She held the baby girl tightly in her arms, her gaze fixed on her, and a happy and gentle smile appeared on her face.
Half an hour later, Lu Zhisheng came out of the inner room, looking slightly tired.
Qian Qingling looked up at Lu Zhisheng and asked, "How is he?"
Lu Zhisheng said, "He's fine, just lost a lot of blood and needs to rest well for a while."
Qian Qingling breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "Is he awake?"
Lu Zhisheng shook his head: "Not yet, he probably won't wake up until noon tomorrow."
Qian Qingling nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude: "Thanks to you all today, my husband and child are safe and sound."
Lu Zhisheng waved his hand and said in a gentle tone, "General, you don't need to be so polite. Brother Cheng and I are also good friends."
Before Qian Qingling could respond, he added, "Now that the child has been born safely, I will return first and come back tomorrow to take his pulse after he wakes up."
Qian Qingling glanced at Lu Zhisheng, then looked at Fu Yun who was waiting quietly to the side: "You've helped me so much today, why don't you stay for a meal?"
Fu Yun and Lu Zhisheng both shook their heads and declined, saying, "No need."
Fu Yun said, "There's no rush to eat. Let's wait until Cheng Jincheng has recovered!"
“Alright.” Qian Qingling didn’t insist. She picked up her daughter and got up, instructing the housekeeper who was waiting outside to help see the guests out.
Fu Yun and Lu Zhisheng walked out of the room and said goodbye to Qian Qingling.
"By the way," Qian Qingling looked at Fu Yun, "I wish you and His Majesty a happy ending and that you two will grow old together and be of one heart forever."
Fu Yun turned around and smiled, "Thank you, and I wish you and Cheng Jincheng a harmonious and happy life together, with many children and grandchildren in the future."
Qian Qingling paused slightly, then smiled brightly: "Yes, we will both have a happy life."
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