Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 448 He Dare Not Gamble
Wuming stood up abruptly, because he got up too fast, and his knee hit the armrest of the dragon chair, knocking off a missing corner of the armrest.

Wuming didn't care about such a trivial matter, and walked out quickly. The civil and military officials only felt a gust of wind blowing, and the figure of His Majesty the Emperor had disappeared at the gate of the Golden Luan Hall.

The courtiers looked at each other, and someone couldn't help asking Qi Heng, "Lord Qi, Your Majesty gave birth prematurely, what should we do?"

Qi Heng glanced at the man, "I'm neither an imperial doctor nor a member of the harem, what can I do? Go back to the mansion and wait for news!"

As Qi Heng said, he left the Golden Luan Palace first, and the rest of them thought about it for the same reason. They couldn't help much by staying in the palace. That's the real deal.

As everyone knows, Qi Heng himself said that, but after leaving the Golden Luan Hall, he saw that the courtiers hadn't come out yet, so he immediately turned a corner and went to the harem, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When he was about to reach the queen's bedroom, he suddenly saw Song Ming coming from another palace road. The two looked at each other, pretending to be ignorant of each other's thoughts, and walked side by side to the queen's bedroom in silence.

As soon as they walked to the door of the bedroom, they heard a scalp-numbing scream from inside, which startled the two of them.

The two of them exchanged glances, and they both saw deep worry in each other's eyes.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw the palace people running around in a hurry. Qi Heng looked around and saw that there were only palace maids and eunuchs, but he didn't see the emperor at all. He quickly grabbed a young eunuch and asked, "Where is your majesty the emperor?"

"In the delivery room."

"What is he doing in the delivery room? Can he help a woman give birth?"

Qi Heng asked puzzledly, the little eunuch was in a hurry, and he didn't care about the superiority and inferiority, so he said angrily, "How does this slave know what the emperor is doing inside? Master Qi is about to be dragged by this slave, and this slave still has to go." The kitchenette is boiling water."

Qi Heng let go of his hand awkwardly, and the little eunuch rushed towards the small kitchen nimbly.

"Song Ming, why did you give birth prematurely? It's less than nine months old."

Qi Heng murmured, Song Ming's slightly dark face showed no expression, "Master Qi doesn't even know, how can I know?"

Qi Heng glanced at him, "Didn't you say that the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment knows the secrets of the royal family best?"

As soon as Song Ming yelled at Qi Heng, he yelled back. He immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking. Qi Heng didn't even bother to argue with him. He looked in the direction of the delivery room worriedly, and the Queen's heart-piercing screams came from the delivery room. Hearing the sound, Qi Heng shuddered, and muttered softly, "Does it hurt that much?"

For Feng Jin, it hurts!It hurts so much!

She has been on the battlefield, suffered countless injuries, and experienced the pain of ghostly attacks on a full moon night countless times, but none of them can compare to the pain of giving birth.

She was lying on the delivery bed with her legs bent. Normally, she would feel very ashamed in such a posture, but now she no longer cared about those shameful feelings.

pain!
All I felt was pain, as if the bones of my whole body were broken and crushed, as if my flesh and blood were being torn apart by countless pairs of invisible hands. Feng Jin felt like a dying fish, struggling to survive.

"Your Majesty, this is not acceptable, you will lose your strength if you continue like this..."

Mrs. Wen said anxiously, Doctor Zhang and Mrs. Liu were standing on the other side of the screen, listening to Mrs. Wen's report of the situation.

Wuming also stayed there, listening to Feng Jin's voice, feeling distressed, anxious, and helpless.

Feng Jin endured desperately, not letting herself cry out anymore, gathering up every ounce of strength, she bit her lip desperately, the pain forced her to tear her lip.

Hearing that there was no sound inside, Wuming became even more worried. He no longer cared about Ajin's order and rushed across the screen.

"Wu Ming, what are you doing here? I told you that you are not allowed to see me like this, it's too ugly..."

Feng Jin said with difficulty, every time she uttered a word, she would stop and kick for a long time.

She has always boasted that she has a beautiful appearance, even with white hair, she is still bright, but now she looks like this, with sweat all over her face, her hair is wet with sweat, her face is hideous and distorted, it's so ugly!
She didn't want Wuming to see it. She heard from Po Wen that a man has seen a woman give birth, and he has seen that place with his own eyes. It will leave a shadow, and it is very likely that he will not be able to love and rejoice in the future.

"Go out, don't... don't look at me here..."

Feng Jin firmly grasped the bed sheet, Wuming didn't listen to her, grabbed her hand, and held it tightly.

Wen Po lifted up the snow-white quilt and looked at it, her face suddenly changed.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Wen Po couldn't even finish her sentence, she stammered, Feng Jin shot her sharp eyes, "Say!"

"The prince's head, no, it's not upside down..."

After Wen Po stammered, she almost fell down.

Wuming's expression changed immediately, and he has also learned a lot about women giving birth these days.

When giving birth, the most smooth one is head down, feet up, and the head comes out first. The mother-in-law can pull the baby out relatively smoothly. Even in the best fetal position, there are still many women who cannot pass this test.

Giving birth to a woman is equivalent to the gate of hell, and it is not for nothing.

The most troublesome thing is that the feet are facing down, or the baby's buttocks are facing down. In this fetal position, ten to ten dystocias are difficult to deliver, and nine out of ten women will not survive. Even if they can give birth to the baby, they will suffer from postpartum hemorrhage.

Wuming felt cold all over his body. He felt that Ah Jin's hand was cold in an instant, and his complexion was ashen. Wuming immediately cheered up and smiled at Feng Jin, "Don't be afraid, Ah Jin, I'm here, Doctor Zhang With excellent medical skills, nothing will happen, both you and the child will be fine."

Feng Jin also smiled, with a bitter smile, more like comforting Wuming than believing Wuming's words.

Wuming kissed her on the cheek, and loudly called Imperial Physician Zhang and Imperial Physician Liu to come in.

Seeing Feng Jin's appearance, Grand Physician Zhang subconsciously closed his eyes.

"What time is it, and you still care about those old rules! Open your eyes for me, and check your Majesty carefully!"

Wuming said sharply, Imperial Physician Zhang had to open his eyes, the Imperial Physicians in the palace are all men, and the Empress is a woman, even if the Empress was injured, she would let the maid look at the wound and tell it to him, and he would teach the maid how to deal with it, the imperial physicians never I have seen the Queen's body, let alone...

"Quick check!"

Seeing Imperial Physician Zhang hesitate, Wuming was almost furious.

Can these imperial doctors see that Ah Jin's situation is so critical?What about those little details?
Doctor Zhang was over sixty years old, and he couldn't bear to check the woman's place. Doctor Liu was young and courageous, so he mustered up the courage to lift the quilt to check.

When he came out from under the quilt, his face turned pale.

"How about it?"

Wuming asked anxiously, Imperial Physician Liu opened his dry lips, and replied with difficulty, "The fetal position is not correct, the foot is facing down, or one foot is facing down..."

The delivery room was suddenly quiet, and the atmosphere was suddenly heavy and cold.

One foot down, the other foot apart elsewhere, is the most serious fetal position, no more than both feet down, there is still a chance of pulling the baby out.

If one is facing down, the child will be stuck there forever, the child's head will not come out, the amniotic fluid will run out, the child will not be able to breathe, and will suffocate to death, and the mother will bleed to death.

In such a situation, ten out of ten mothers and children will die.

Wuming tightly grasped Feng Jin's cold hand, trying to give her some warmth, so that she could cheer up.

"Ajin, nothing will happen, you trust me, I'm here..."

Feng Jin held his hand back, and said with difficulty, "Wu Ming, don't be sad, you remember, I will not die, this body dies, my soul will find a new suitable body to be reborn, you remember Come find me..."

"I don't want it! I won't look for it either!"

Wuming firmly held her hand, "Ajin, I won't let you die, I won't, you believe me..."

Feng Jin smiled bitterly, "Wu Ming, remember, I won't die! Save the child! We must protect him!"

"I don't want it, Jin, don't say such things, you will be fine, child..."

A trace of intense pain flashed in Wuming's eyes, "The child will be fine..."

When necessary, he will abandon his child Bao Ajin.

Who knows if Ah Jin can find the right body to be reborn?Does anyone know how long it will take to respawn?Ten years, five years, or a lifetime?

Who knows what accidents will happen in the process of rebirth, will Ah Jin's soul be scattered, and she will be wiped out in ashes?Who knows if the body will die, the soul will be captured by the ghosts of the underworld?
He didn't dare to wait, and he didn't dare to gamble.

(End of this chapter)