In the ruined temple at the moment, the cries of children lingered, but they didn't feel noisy, but added a bit of anger.
But someone was surprised!
I was surprised that the child was still alive, and that Ji Yunshu was able to cut the child out of his abdomen.
Simply divine!
The entourage beside Kecha was overjoyed: "It's a baby boy, sir, it's a son, my wife has given birth to a son."
"Yes, it's my son, I have a son, I have a son."
Kecha's whole body was shaking with excitement, and he quickly ordered: "Go get some goat milk, hurry up."
"Yes Yes Yes… "
The entourage called the servant, and hurriedly went to the carriage outside to get some goat milk, boiled it with fire and warmed it, and gave it to the child to drink.
While everyone else was busy welcoming this little life, Ji Yunshu was extremely busy.
With her blood-stained hands hanging from her chest, she was wrapping the thread around her fingers and starting to suture the body's torn belly.
Head down and focus, very carefully.
Like an embroidery master!
After about half a stick of incense, the movement on the hand ended.
Broken alone, stitched together, only a small trace can be seen. The remains were not damaged.
She twisted her pantothenic neck and instructed the servants.
"Hurry up and carry your wife's body into the coffin, lest the body get wet and rot faster."
"Yes."
She took a few steps back, deliberately making room.
A few servants hurried over to join hands, first glimpsed the scar on Ji Yunshu's face, and froze for a moment.
What a pity, what a pity!
It was originally a delicate beauty face, but it was ruined by that scar!
Several people came back to their senses and quickly carried the body into the coffin.
With the ups and downs of the movement, the unpleasant smell of blood and rotten meat rushed into the tip of the nose, which really made people feel sick to the stomach.
Enduring the smell, he finally placed the corpse and covered the coffin lid!
Ji Yunshu then picked up the veil that he had torn off from the ground and walked out of the ruined temple silently.
Standing under the eaves outside, she put her hand into the rain, and the viscous blood was slowly washed away from her slender and slender hands, and she did not forget to clean the blood-stained veil.
A small piece of blue silk handkerchief, rubbed in my hand, is very comfortable.
Seeing the rain "exploding" on her hand like a shower, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Like a child playing in the water!
But I don't know when, Jing Rong has walked to her side, those affectionate and sad eyes are on her scarred side face.
Where is ugly
It's not ugly at all!
Although the slender scar was carved on her cheek, she couldn't hide that temperament.
Especially at this moment, the slightly raised lips and the faint smile that exudes are simply fascinated by people!
"Is it fun?"
Jing Rong said a word.
Ji Yun shuddered, glanced sideways at him, and said lightly, "It's fun."
"not cold?"
"not cold!"
"I never knew that you would still do that work, before..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ji Yunshu interrupted him immediately.
"Not before, first delivery, no, first caesarean section!"
"C-section?" Jing Rong frowned.
She tilted her head, pondered in her heart, and explained, "If some pregnant women can't give birth, they will cut a hole in their stomach, take out the baby, and then sew the belly, and wait for a few days. When it's long and tight, remove the line again."
Very blatant answer!
It's hard to explain patiently.
Jing Rong had a black line on his forehead. Before that, he never knew that a child could still be taken out of his stomach.
No wonder Ji Yunshu's explanation made him confused. After all, no one had ever done this before.
It is sad that most of the pregnant women in ancient times died of dystocia. This is because there is no caesarean section!
"So it is!"
Jing Rong, let's not pretend we don't understand!
Forget it, I won't tear you apart.
Ji Yunshu withdrew his hands from the rain and was about to put them down when Jing Rong grabbed his left hand and lifted it in midair just in time!
With the rain falling from the eaves, the eyes of the two were intertwined.
He was a head above her and she had to look up at him.
My heart is tight!
She thinks she's crazy!
The tips of her five fingers were clenched tightly in Jing Rong's big palm, and the residual warmth came, along with the blood in her body, it actually warmed her body all over.
A jolt, his hand was about to be withdrawn.
Unluckily, the scenery is unbearable!
"Let go!"
With a tone of command, not a request.
"I just want a sincere word from you. In your heart, you really don't have me at all?"
"… "
"answer me."
Jing Rong's wrist pulled hard and pulled her towards him.
Ji Yunshu's face darkened, his tongue knotted, unable to speak.
Ever since he said "You are the prince, my commoner", this lord has been silent all the way from Jinjiang to here.
Even when he stopped to rest, he stood far away and didn't even look at her.
Along the way, she also said a few words to him, but he didn't answer, like a gas bag!
I'm afraid I can't hide this sullenness tonight, and now it "falls" out!
And Ji Yunshu didn't care to say it again, and looked at him with certainty.
Said, "My heart...
It's not over yet!
"Two?" Kecha's voice sounded.
In an instant, Jing Rong let go of his hand, and Ji Yunshu withdrew his hand.
The little episode just now seemed to disappear.
Kecha held the child in his hand, and at this moment, his eyes were still full of tears, and he looked at Ji Yunshu very gratefully.
Approached and said, "Girl, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to keep my child. You are my benefactor and my child's benefactor."
"Master Ke, don't say that. The so-called good deeds are also a virtue. Besides, it should be to make Madam have a spirit in the sky and bless the child with safety."
"Anyway, you are my benefactor of Kemou."
If it wasn't for holding the child in his hand, Kecha really would have to kneel down and kowtow to her before giving up.
Looking at the little man, Ji Yunshu smiled slightly, couldn't hold back, and said, "Can you let me hug him?"
"of course can."
Having said that, Kecha has carefully held the baby in his hand towards her.
Ji Yunshu hugged the child, her heart tightened, and even her breathing became more careful. Looking at the infant, her eyes turned slightly red.
"If the girl doesn't mind, can you give me a nickname for my child?" Kecha asked.
name
She never did this.
Gently shaking the little man in his hand, Ji Yunshu thought for a while, and said, "It is a miracle that this child is fortunate enough to be alive, it is also a good omen to be born in desperation, and to have a chance at the end, why don't you just call him Ahmad? , I hope that in the future, he will be able to overcome hardships and come back by himself."
"Amad?" Kecha said softly, and said with a happy expression: "Okay, let's call it Amat."