At that moment, Shu Nuan's mind was completely empty and he couldn't think of anything.
All the strength was drained away.
The whole person seemed to be dead.
The midwife picked up the poor little child, checked her breathing, showed a hint of joy, and congratulated her: "Girl, congratulations on your daughter's fortune."
Shu Nuan moved her pale lips slightly, but eventually passed out.
The midwife patted the child's little hand gently, but the child closed his eyes and couldn't cry. When the midwife saw this, she quickly called the doctor in.
At the same time, Jing Che and Xuan Jiu also came in together.
The room was filled with the smell of blood and lifeless.
The scary thing is that after the doctor diagnosed the pulse, he found that the mother and daughter were not out of danger, especially Shu Nuan, who had lost too much blood and was hanging with only a faint breath.
The doctor immediately asked his apprentice to prepare the medicine, while he continued to give Shu Nuan acupuncture, and told Jing Che: "Pinch her acupuncture point to make her feel pain."
Jing Che did as the doctor said. He stared at the pale girl on the bed. Her cheeks were stained with wet tears. Her eyelashes were wet and hanging down. Her skin was bloodless and glowed with a paper-transparent coldness. white.
Even her little hands dropped coldly to the edge of the bed, and he held them tightly.
Several needles were pricked on her body, but she didn't know it really hurt. She frowned slightly, and tears fell down along the mole at the corner of her eye...
He pressed her acupuncture points very hard, his eyes were complicated and painful, and he couldn't tell whether he was fierce or sad.
On the other side, the doctor and midwife were rescuing Shu Nuan's little daughter. The child was born too small and had a difficult delivery. It was a miracle that she could come out of the mother's womb alive. The rest depends on the child's fate.
Everyone was busy, and by the time the mother and daughter were completely out of danger, it was already late at night.
Uncle Chen thanked the doctor and midwife profusely, and after seeing them off, there was still a dead silence in the Heng Mansion.
Xuan Jiu stayed in another room, looking at the baby sleeping on the crib with a heavy heart.
This child is so small.
However, even though it is so small, its outline is very clear, and it is very similar to Shu Nuan. There is also a tear mole next to the left eye of the little person, and the small mouth is pink and tender, like a small peach.
It's very pleasant to look at.
You can even imagine how beautiful this child will be when he grows up.
However, the doctor said that this child will be in trouble in the future.
From birth to now, the child has never cried once...
How could Xuan Jiu not be worried...
When Uncle Chen came over to see the child, he also sighed and said, "Xiaojiu, go and have a rest. I will watch over the child."
Xuan Jiu shook his head: "I can't sleep. Ah Che is also guarding the princess. The doctor told me that if anything happens, we should go to him in time."
Uncle Chen quietly wiped away his tears again, "This child... really has a hard life..."
Xuan Jiu forced a smile: "No, the princess and the baby will definitely be safe."
There was a thunderstorm outside. Such weather was too difficult for Shu Nuan, who had just given birth, and the newborn child.
Chen Bo specially invited a wet nurse to take care of the child, and no one dared to relax at all about the child.
Shu Nuan, on the other hand, never woke up from beginning to end.
She developed a high fever again in the second half of the night, and the fever persisted. The doctor came over and rescued her several times, and finally managed to bring her back from the dead. But whether her body could hold on was another question.