Chapter 1167 Give Birth
Yes, it's obviously so fun, but why can't the tears stop?
Meiya hugged the man even tighter. She didn't know how to comfort the man in her arms, and she also knew that it would be futile to say anything at this time. She only knew to hug him tighter, tighter.
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August 16th in the thirty-fourth year of Jiasheng.
The Supreme Emperor passed away, and Long Live God ordered the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Internal Affairs to jointly handle the funeral.
August 18th in the thirty-fourth year of Jiasheng.
Ning Guta.
The backyard of the magistrate's yamen.
"Madam, please work harder!" The midwife anxiously said to Xiao An, who was sweating profusely and lying on the bed in a state of exhaustion, "Madam! Your head is about to be exposed, please work harder! Madam ! You can bear it any longer!"
Xiao An stared at the red curtain, her breathing was short and hard, her whole face was extremely pale, since she started to suffer from abdominal pain in the middle of the night last night, Pang Yi was so busy that she called the midwife who was invited to live in the backyard early in the morning Come here, up to now, Xiao An has been struggling on the bed for three hours. Seeing that the sky outside is bright, she has no energy at all. She just feels like her whole body is soaked in water. Fatigue and panic, she stretched out tremblingly to caress her bulging belly, feeling the tremors from her belly, she could clearly feel the child's desire for this world, so anxious I came out to meet her, but she really had no strength at all, she couldn't help panting, and then shed tears again.
Just to keep the child in her womb, Grandma Chen died tragically in front of her eyes, Mr. Gu's right arm was cut off, and Mr. Ding's ribs haven't grown well yet, so he can only lie on the bed all day long. Those who are raised and thin are out of shape.
It's all because of their mother and son, these three elderly people who were supposed to take care of themselves for the rest of their lives, dead and disabled...
The midwife looked at Xiao An who was crying suddenly, and was startled: "Ma'am! What are you doing? Don't get excited! You are crying all the time, how can you have the strength to give birth to a baby! Ma'am! Can you give birth to a baby?" Stop crying! Hurt the baby carefully!"
Xiao An heard what the midwife said, but she just couldn't stop, and the tears flowed more and more. For the past two months, she has been living in guilt, only wishing that she couldn't die and go with Grandma Chen , but she was reluctant to part with the child in her womb, and also Pang Yi, which made her feel even more guilty. Later, Pang Yi came back and took care of her in every detail. While feeling Pang Yi's tenderness, she He felt even more guilty and uneasy about Grandma Chen, and at this moment of suffering, Xiao An seemed to see Grandma Chen with blurred eyes, and then she cried even harder.
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outer hall.
Pang Yi walked back and forth in the room like an ant on a hot pot, and heard Xiao An's hysterical crying from time to time, Pang Yi was already drenched in sweat, and he couldn't sit still. Several times I wanted to rush in, but was stopped by someone again. At this time, I heard Xiao An's crying again, Pang Yi couldn't hold back anymore, and strode towards the dormitory .
"My lord!" The midwife came out in a hurry, almost bumping into Pang Yi. Looking at Pang Yi's posture, she knew that Pang Yi was about to break in again, so she stopped her in a hurry, and said , "My lord, you must never enter the delivery room. The delivery room is a blood-stained place. How did a man get in? It doesn't have to violate your noble luck!"