Battle King Dragon Concubine

Chapter 222 Delivering the Birth (2)
"No need." After Wan Tu Liushang's chest was thumped hard, Long Zhanya warned him not to talk nonsense with his eyes.

"It takes so long to have a baby?" Zhuang Yu's amniotic fluid broke when she was still outside, and now it seems that an hour has passed, why hasn't the baby been born yet?Fang Jun looked at An Xiaolin puzzled.

"What's the rush? It's only been an hour, that is, two hours. There's still so much pain that won't last a day and a night." Tao Lele hurriedly answered.

"As long as it's not a dystocia." Qiushuang muttered.

"Protect the big and protect the young?" The door of the delivery room was suddenly opened from the inside, revealing Nan Fengyue's head, but one sentence stunned everyone.What does it mean?
"What do you mean?" Haicheng said with difficulty.

"Difficult labor, abnormal fetal position."

Everyone around the table looked at Qiushuang.This crow mouth!

Malposition?Haicheng didn't quite understand, and stared at Nan Fengyue blankly.

"Protect the big and protect the young?" Nan Fengyue frowned and asked again.

"Bao Da." Haicheng said unconsciously.

"An Xiaolin, it's your turn." Long Zhanya looked at An Xiaolin with a smile, but there was a hint of menace in his eyes.

"Nan Fengyue can't do anything, what do you want me to do?" An Xiaolin shrugged.She had never delivered a baby in ancient times.

"You have lived thousands of years longer than others?" Long Zhanya chuckled.An Xiaolin was originally a Chinese medicine student, so it wouldn't affect her performance in ancient times, "I'll go in with you."

"I can only promise to do my best." Spreading her hands, An Xiaolin stood up and straightened her wrinkled clothes.

"It's enough to have your guarantee." Long Zhanya also stood up, "Haicheng, let people prepare good ginseng and make it into soup."

"Boss." Hai Cheng's voice trembled, and he was stunned.

"Don't worry."

"En." Taking a deep breath, Haicheng trusted Long Zhanya [-]%. Since Long Zhanya made a move, Zhuang Yu and his children would definitely be fine.No one has ever dared to snatch what Long Zhanya wanted, not even Hades.

"Yue, how is the situation?" Walking into the delivery room and closing the door, An Xiaolin immediately entered the role and began to investigate Zhuang Yu's situation.

Long Zhanya looked at Zhuang Yu.His face was pale, his face was covered with sweat like a waterfall, his black hair was scattered messily on the bed, his breathing was obviously much weaker, and his eyes were a little loose.

"Head up." Nan Fengyue frowned, it was difficult to do anything about this situation.

"Xiaolin?"

"It's better to live by yourself."

"Is it just to move the fetal position?"

"Yes." An Xiaolin nodded.

"Then, Yue, you use your internal strength to protect and try to slowly move the child's position."

"Is it possible?" Nan Fengyue frowned.This is her first delivery, but she has never heard of anyone moving the fetal position.

"It's just that no one will die." She is also the first time to be a midwife, okay, she doesn't know, "Zhuang Yu, can you hear me?" Leaning close to Zhuang Yu's ear, Long Zhanya tried to call her voice back. Sanity.

"Dragon... Long Zhan... Ya?" The lower body had become numb from the pain, and Zhuang Yu felt as if his strength had been drained.

"Well, it's me." Long Zhanya smiled, "Now is the time for the baby to come out, but the baby doesn't want to come out a bit, so I need your cooperation."

Zhuang Yu frowned.Pain and fatigue reduced her thinking ability, and she didn't quite understand Long Zhanya's meaning for a while.

"Zhuang Yu, if you want the baby to be born safely, you must stay awake, do you understand? You can't faint, or the baby will die." No matter whether Zhuang Yu understands or not, Long Zhanya doesn't need her understanding now, just Need her cooperation.

"Baby... will... die?" Zhuang Yu's eyes widened instantly.how come?Isn't it always good?How could the baby die?She can still feel the baby in her womb now, how could she die?
"Calm down, don't get excited, listen to me, do as I say if you want the baby to be safe and sound." Even at this time, Long Zhanya still adopted a tough attitude, "Keep awake, don't faint, and follow my Rhythm breathing, exertion, understand?"

After waiting for a while, Long Zhanya saw Zhuang Yu nodding his head with difficulty.

"Let's get started." After making eye contact with Nan Fengyue and An Xiaolin, the three women began their first delivery experience in their lives.

"Exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exert force." Holding Zhuang Yu's hand, Long Zhanya guided her.

Nan Fengyue mobilized her internal energy to protect the fetus and Zhuang Yu's heart, and carefully rotated the fetus.After a while, I was sweating profusely.

An Xiaolin, on the other hand, has been paying attention to the situation and guiding Nan Fengyue's actions.

Two hours passed, but there was still not much effect.During the period, Zhuang Yu drank ginseng soup twice, but was still exhausted.

"Long... Zhan... Ya... Bao... Keep the child." Zhuang Yu felt that he had reached his limit.

"Hush, you and the baby will be fine, trust me." Long Zhanya looked at Zhuang Yu with a smile.

Looking at Long Zhanya's smile, Zhuang Yu's heart was filled with hope again.Long Zhanya has this kind of charm, a convincing charm.

"What should we do now?" Nan Fengyue looked at Long Zhanya and then at An Xiaolin.

"C-section." Long Zhanya and An Xiaolin looked at each other for a while, and finally decided to have a c-section.

"What?" Nan Fengyue suspected that either she was crazy or the two women next to her were crazy.Caesarean section?will die!

"Yue, trust me, nothing will happen. Don't you want to try it?" For a doctor, new treatment methods are undoubtedly a huge temptation.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Nan Fengyue turned around to prepare what Long Zhanya had told her.

High-quality liquor, candles, knives, mouse tails, and special needles were all neatly placed in front of An Xiaolin.

Looking at the neatly arranged mouse tails, An Xiaolin's mouth twitched.She kept thinking about what Long Zhanya would get to make thread, but luckily she figured out using the tendons from the mouse's tail.

"How long has it been?" Qi Yang asked Mo Lan looking up at the dark sky.

(End of this chapter)