Roger knew that Anbu was listening to the movement outside, and he bit his mouth tightly, no matter how painful it was, even if he didn't make a sound, he was in pain, and he didn't make that person feel better.
When is it hard to get angry, it is chosen at this time. Once this stubbornness comes up, no one can do anything. Dr. Qing Qiao stared at Luo Jie helplessly, tried every possible method, and the oxytocin was also poured down. I can feel the baby moving, but I just can't get out. The baby is more than seven months old. If it is a beastman, it is supposed to be about the same.
Seeing Roger's tossing and moaning in distress, An Luo looked distressed and worried, opened his mouth forcibly, stuffed the back of his hand in, and said, "Roger, if you hurt, just bite me."
The cold sweat on Luo Jie's body was thick and dense, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. He had been in pain for a whole night, and he really didn't want to hold on any longer. Let it be like this, that's fine, Freed, no one needs to suffer.
Anson understood the meaning in his eyes, and shouted in despair: "No, Roger, you still have us, please, don't give up. The baby wants to come out too. Are you him? You know that, don't you?"
Anbu beat the wall hard, his whole right hand was bloody and bloody. Why would he believe it? It must be because of his uneasiness all the time. Seeing that Roger abandoned Xi Ya, so when Roger said that he would kill the child, he believed it without hesitation. Well, in the final analysis, he had no confidence in keeping this person. Hearing Ansen's shout, he was shocked, and couldn't help but pushed the door and rushed in.
Roger's eyes looked towards the door, as if he had been waiting for something. Seeing him coming in, he showed a hint of relief, then he closed it heavily, and fell limply into Anson's arms. He was tired and didn't want to wait any longer.
"Roger, don't leave me."
Doctor Qing Qiao touched Roger's pulse, shook his head at the only sensible Anson, and said, "There is only one way now." Doctor Qing Qiao paused for a moment to ease his sadness. It was bloody and cruel, but it was the only feasible, "Roger, I can't do anything, but the child in his belly still has a chance."
Under An Sen's terrified and flinching eyes, he still spat out those four words: "C-section."
Anson shook his head almost immediately and refused, "I don't agree."
"If you don't agree, both adults and children will die. There is no way to save the child by caesarean section."
"I promise." Anbu said suddenly.
"You're crazy, Ambu, do you know what you're talking about?" Once he did it, Roger lost his life.
"Brother Anson, An Luo, the baby is born, Roger and I can't take care of him when he grows up, so I'll leave it to you guys." When things got to this point, he didn't struggle and doubt so much. He smiled and continued. : "I have made you worry about me all these years, please forgive me this last time."
Anbu wiped Roger's sweat, and whispered on his lips: "Roger, don't be afraid, it will be over in a while, I am here with you, and I will never leave again."
An Sen and An Luo have already heard the meaning of life and death in his words, and they know that not only will they lose Roger this time, but also their brother, and they cannot agree for a long time.
"Doctor Qing Qiao, get ready to do it." Ambu took Roger out of Anson's arms and held him tightly in his arms.
Dr. Qing Qiao didn't want to see this kind of scene either, but things were already like this, so he could only choose to save one more life. At the bottom of the medicine box was a bone knife. The edge of the knife is sharpened very sharply, so the pain will be less when the knife is cut down like this.
"Wait." When the tip of the knife had slightly pierced Roger's belly, An Luo suddenly stopped him, stuttering a little under the extreme emotion, "Brother, brother, I thought of someone, Chun Ji , Chun Ji, do you still remember, he saved Roger, his medical skills are very good, maybe he can save Roger. "
"Why didn't I think of it, so what are you waiting for. I'll go find him right now."
"An Luo, look at Roger, and I'll go too." Anbu promised Roger that there is no way to have a caesarean section. Now that there is a chance, how can he not catch it? One more person can find Chunji earlier, but Chunji won't Obediently wait at home.
As expected, Chun Ji was not at home. An Sen and Anbu went to look separately. Finally, Anbu found a young man on the grassland leaning on a medicine basket with his legs crossed and basking leisurely in the sun. He hugged him and left without saying a word.
Chunji was startled at first, and when he recognized Anbu, he hooked his lips half-jokingly and said, "I'm so eager to find me, do you like me?" This year is enough for him to have a preliminary understanding of Anbu. Bad, at least he doesn't repel Ambu's approach.
"Roger is having a difficult labor, you hurry up and save him."
"It's Roger again." Chun Ji muttered dissatisfiedly, and then said: "He has dystocia, and it's useless for you to find me. I'm not proficient in pregnancy and childbirth." When he was with the teacher, he hated this the most. part up.
Anbu couldn't listen to anything now, and flew home with him, took the medicine box, and then flew back, fortunately, he didn't waste much time.
Seeing Roger's dying state, Chun Ji frowned imperceptibly, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, he didn't understand giving birth, but the basic medical theory was the same, he quickly took out a row of bone needles, felt the acupuncture points, and a needle When the acupuncture went down, no one in the room had ever seen this method of treating people with needles. Seeing that Chun Ji was still young, with a childish look between his brows, but his expression was serious and focused, he knew it was not a joke, and he didn't dare to disturb him. Hold your voice and wait for a miracle to happen.
"En..." No one noticed how many needles Chun Ji had put in. Roger moaned, his thick eyelashes trembling, and he was about to wake up.
Everyone in the house was ecstatic, even Xi Ya jumped up and down happily.
Chun Ji pretended to get the needle on Roger's head, and whispered in his ear: "Roger from the future world, don't you always want to go back? I can help you, if you can live to that time."
Roger opened his eyes suddenly, stared at him, moved his lips, and said silently: "Who are you?" Even Anbu only knew that he came from a far away place, but this Chunji knew that he came from the future world .
Chun Ji smiled mysteriously, did not answer his words, patted his clothes, straightened his waist, and said to the people behind him: "Okay, let the child come out quickly, if it drags on, there is nothing I can do."
This time, Roger's willpower was extremely strong, and Chunji's needles also played a big role. Near noon, the baby was finally born, without any major accidents. It was a little black fur leopard, which Anbu carefully held in his hand. He didn't dare to move around, this was his and Roger's baby, Roger glanced at it almost in disgust, it turned out to be another orc, turned his head and fell asleep.
The newborn little black leopard has not yet opened its eyes, looking for a familiar smell, it clings to Roger's side.
Roger hated Ambu, he didn't like this child at all, and he was not the female he hoped for, so he hated him even more. He closed his eyes, turned over, and stayed away, simply trying to keep out of sight and out of mind, but he As soon as he moved, the little black panther followed closely behind.
An Luo came in with a bowl of warm milk juice. Unsurprisingly, he saw Roger pushing the newborn baby away again. He pretended not to see it, and fed half a bowl of milk juice while wiping the new baby's mouth. There were white marks on the side, and he smiled at Roger: "Look, the baby has a really good appetite, and he ate a lot today."
Roger glanced at the baby who was still babbling, but didn't make a sound.
An Luo continued his efforts, "Roger, the baby hasn't been named yet, what name do you think?"
Roger frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Let's call it Mo Ya."
Seeing that he looked a little tired, An Luo decided to call it a day. "Roger, you sleep a little longer. I'll take the baby. No, it's time to call Mo Ya. I'll take Mo Ya out to bask in the sun." The orc baby It is not as delicate as a female baby, and it cannot be exposed to the wind or the sun.
"An Luo, give me a hug." Roger heard the deliberately lowered voice in the yard.
Anbu pinched the baby's paws, the flesh was translucent pink, kissed his little black fluffy ears, and said happily, "Baby, I'm Daddy, call me Daddy."
An Sen was twisting the hemp rope. Seeing his silly look, he smiled and said, "What good thing are you thinking? The baby is only ten days old, and his eyes haven't opened yet. Xiya is early, when she called her father for the first time It's been more than seven months."
Anbu's face darkened. After more than seven months, I don't know if Roger can forgive him. Although the baby is born, the relationship between the two has not been eased, but has become more and more serious. Roger can't even look at it. Without even looking at it, Luo Jie is now weak after giving birth, and doctor Qing Qiao urged him not to make him angry at this time, so as not to cause the root cause of the disease.
An Luo patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Anbu, take your time, you don't know yet, Roger just named the baby."
"Really? What's your name?" Anbu asked impatiently.
"Moya."
"Mo Ya? What a good name."
Now that he and Roger both have Moya, Anbu tried to discuss with Zhu Xi several times whether they could separate, and he also knew that it was wrong for him to do so. He was the one who promised Zhu Xi at the beginning, and now he is the one who proposed to separate At that time, he was extremely desperate and didn't know what to do in his future life, so Zhu Xi proposed that the two of them be together. He thought it would be good to take care of Zhu Xi and raise Mallow's children. My fault is that I don't trust Roger too much. But Zhu Xi, we are separated now, you can still find an orc companion who loves you, and I can continue to guard Roger."
"But have you ever thought that Roger will leave one day after all?"
"I can't think about that much anymore. Now that I see Mo Ya and him, I can't wait to be by their side every moment."
"Then have you ever thought about me, Ambu, I've liked you since I was a child, don't you know? You promised to be with me, but now you've reneged, we just had a ceremony, are you trying to force me to death?" Said At this point, Zhu Xi's tears had already flowed down.
Seeing this, Anbu didn't dare to provoke him anymore.
"Anbu, if you leave me, I will die and bring the baby in my stomach with me."
"Zhu Xi, what are you thinking nonsense, you are going to be a man, how can you say such a thing." Anbu handed him the cooked meal, and said: "Let's not talk about this for now, you are the last The important thing is to calmly raise the fetus and give birth to a healthy baby."
Anbu thought that Zhu Xi was just saying that. After all, Zhu Xi he knew was always optimistic and strong. Who knew that two days later, Zhu Xi really committed suicide at home. Fortunately, Zhu Xi came to see him and found it in time, so it was unsuccessful. There was an uproar all of a sudden.
Zhu Xi locked himself in the room and didn't see anyone. He only called and said that he wanted to see Roger. Because of dystocia, Roger had recuperated for more than a month. He barely got out of bed in recent days. He was used to being cold and cold. Zhu Xi didn't want to take care of things either, so she couldn't bear Zhu Xi's aunt and came to the door personally to beg.
Zhu Xi was still lying on the bed, with disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, and a high belly, and began to shed tears as he spoke. At that moment, Roger seemed to see himself a few months ago, for a man who was destined not to be here The men together are exhausted physically and mentally, dying to live, not even as good as a woman, it is really ugly. It's just that he has given birth to a child, and he doesn't look like himself. Did he come to this world just to hang out with men? After thinking about this, Roger suddenly felt disgusted with this chaotic and entangled relationship.
When he came out of the house, Roger had made his final decision.
"Roger." Ambra said as he spoke.
"That's it, Ambu." Avoiding people, that was Roger's first sentence.
His tone was so bland, so bland that Anbu knew he was not joking or saying angry words. His whole body was pushed into the frozen river in winter, and his chest and limbs cooled down a little.
"If you feel that Mo Ya is the child I gave you and feel owed to me, there is no need, because Mo Ya is not necessarily your child, have you never thought that Mo Ya was born at full term? Then he is An Sen or An Luo's child, after all, he doesn't have much similarities with you." Mo Ya has opened her eyes now, and they are the same dark green as him, that's why Roger dared to say that, who is it? child, he knows best.
Anbu's attempts to retrieve her failed many times, and Zhu Xi successfully gave birth to a baby female two months later, and Anbu named him Muya.
"Anbu..." Zhu Xi woke up and saw Anbu sitting beside the bed hugging little Muya.
"Don't worry, I didn't leave. I promised you to raise this child together until he holds the ceremony." This is what he and Zhu Xi said before the ceremony.
Later, Chunji really pointed out a clear path to Roger. There is a tunnel under the temple, which can lead directly to the forbidden area. The key to open the mechanism is on the black jade stone passed down by the patriarch for generations, embedded in the star map on the top of the temple. At the third planet, rotate from right to left, and a downward secret passage will appear.
After more than a year of exploration, Roger has basically figured out the general direction and layout of the secret passage. There should be a passage, but unfortunately it collapsed, and he can't enter the forbidden area for the time being, but as long as he gets there, it's easy to say. Starting from the Leopard Clan, the orc had to travel through the jungle to reach the forbidden area, and if the weather allowed, it would take twenty days at the fastest, but it only took seventeen or eight days for him to go through this secret passage to the forbidden area.
Roger checked the drawing carefully again, and a soft and tender voice called out at his feet: "Dad..."
"What's the matter?" Roger saw his front paw lifted, he understood the meaning, but he didn't want to hug the child.
Mo Ya patted her belly, he was hungry, "Dad..."
"I'll give hot broth." Roger got up and went to the kitchen, followed by little Mo Ya.
Roger put a bowl of slightly cooler broth on the ground, and Mo Ya lay down to drink it by herself.
Mo Ya is more than one year old now, she doesn't know how to act like a baby, she has a round head, she tosses and turns, and she can only say one thing, that is: Dad. It is estimated that he learned from Xi Ya. Roger usually doesn’t like to talk to this child. Apart from ensuring that he will not be hungry, he basically doesn’t care about other things. He is not as caring as Xi Ya was at that time. sleep.
An Sen and An Luo also like to coax and tease Mo Ya when they are at home, but they are too busy with hunting and tribe affairs, they don't have much time to stay at home.
"Father..." Mo Ya obediently drank all the broth, stretched out her right paw, and plucked the trembling oil beads of Xiaoxuzi.
"Go out and play by yourself, don't hang around me." Roger saw that he wanted to follow him, and immediately became impatient, turned around and left after speaking.
Mo Ya lay at the door, saw that her father hadn't come out to call him in, so she decided to go for a walk by herself, her brother didn't know where to play.
"Mo Ya, come here, come here."
He knew this person and often gave him delicious food, and Mo Ya rushed towards him without hesitation.
An Bu laughed and hugged him, patted his head, and said, "Mo Ya, good boy, ah... Uncle brought fresh fruit, let's eat outside."
Mo Ya stretched out her small tongue to lick his face, seeing that he was not as unhappy as her father, she happily licked a few more mouthfuls.
Anbu kissed him back, and carried him to the shade of a small hill on the grassland. The animal skin bag contained a Moya big green watermelon with two heads, a wooden bowl and a small spoon. The bright red watermelon flesh that was taken out was mashed in a wooden bowl, the seeds were picked out, and a spoonful was fed to the good baby sitting on his lap.
Few people fed him. Mo Ya was not used to it at first, and it got better when she got used to it. Seeing the spoon coming, she opened her mouth voluntarily.
"Is it sweet?" Ambu asked with a smile.
Mo Ya nodded, her big dark green eyes were shining brightly.
"Mo Ya, come and tell me, sweet, watermelon is very sweet, sweet..."
Mo Ya held back for a long time before uttering an incorrect pronunciation. An Bu didn't laugh at him, and corrected him patiently.
The father and son ate watermelon and took a nap. Anbu reluctantly sent the child to the door and watched him enter before leaving.
"dad?"
"Huh?" Roger is very busy now, so he responded casually.
"Dad, watermelon is very sweet."
"En." Roger didn't hear what Mo Ya said at all.
In the evening, Xi Ya, who had been out playing all day, finally came back, and took her younger brother to take a bath in the shallow water by the stream.
"Watermelon is very sweet." Mo Ya mustered up the courage to show her brother what she learned today.
"Oh, it's very sweet, Mo Ya, do you want to eat it?" It's a pity that Xi Ya is still young, and she didn't realize that this was the second thing her younger brother would say besides her father.
No one praised him except uncle. Mo Ya was disappointed. Seeing that he was unhappy, Xi Ya jokingly pushed him into the water, bit the fluff on his belly and said: "Mo Ya wants to eat, brother will come back tomorrow Bring it to you."
The two children, Luo Jie, helped to dry them off. Xi Ya rolled in his arms, and described vividly what he had played today. For this child, Luo Jie was very relieved. The horned one...
Mo Ya fell into a warm embrace in a drowsy sleep at the corner of the bed.
"Uncle Anbu." Mo Ya licked his face in her sleep, much slipperier than during the day, and fell asleep with peace of mind.