After I got into the drama, I led the plot astray

The scream frightened me so much that I trembled and my hand involuntarily retracted. Concubine Yu was also frightened by the scream and trembled, and white foam flowed from the corners of her mouth.

I quickly inserted a silver needle into his chest five inches away from his collarbone and growled angrily, "Get in here!"

Soon a round figure was pushed in.

I looked up at Mrs. Fan, who was dressed in silk and satin, round and smooth, and looked very wealthy. Her plump, round face was inlaid with a pair of eyes as big as longans, which were rolling around everywhere.

When she saw Concubine Yu lying on the ground, she was so scared that she wanted to scream again. I glared at her and said, "If you scream again, I'll have someone drag you out and chop you up."

She was so frightened that she trembled a few times. She looked at me cautiously, then looked at Concubine Yu on the ground, then moved closer to the three maids, standing properly without daring to raise her head.

I put my hands on Concubine Yu's belly again, turned my head and said to Madam Fan, "Have you ever delivered a woman with a difficult birth?"

Madam Fan nodded quickly, squinting her eyes and grinning as she said, "There is no one in the entire capital who doesn't know my name, Madam Fan. Not to mention a difficult birth, I can even save someone from death..."

Mrs. Fan suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands, looking at me in horror.

In ancient times, when people gave birth, life and death did not depend solely on luck. A good midwife could actually bring the dead back to life.

All the things needed for delivery were placed in a dustpan. I said to Mrs. Fan, "Bring these things over here and help prepare for the delivery."

Mrs. Fan quickly said "Oh", picked up the dustpan and walked over to my side.

Mrs. Fan squatted down and saw my hands on Concubine Yu's belly, pushing and pressing continuously and moving in an orderly manner. She praised me, "Oh, I didn't expect that you, at such a young age, have already learned this set of midwifery techniques. It's really rare."

I kept asking, "You can do it, too?"

Mrs. Fan glared and said, "I am the most famous midwife in the capital. If you don't believe me, go and ask around."

After some pressing and pushing, the fetus' head has slowly moved down. However, since there is no B-ultrasound or other examination equipment, we don't know whether the fetus's umbilical cord is wrapped around the neck. If the umbilical cord is wrapped around the neck, it is very likely to cause dystocia.

I was just thinking about it when Concubine Yu made a sound and Mrs. Fan said loudly, "Madam, please try harder. The baby will be out soon."

I glanced at Concubine Yu. She was in tears. I couldn’t tell if she was in pain or feeling aggrieved. She kept making “hmm hmm” sounds with her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

Mrs. Fan saw that the opportunity to make a contribution had come, so she pushed me away, pressed her belly hard, and said loudly: "Madam, your baby's head is about to turn over. When I say one, two, three, you should exert some strength, and when I don't say it, you should hide your strength. Don't exert any strength randomly, just listen to me, and I guarantee that you will give birth to a big fat son smoothly."

Concubine Yu nodded with tears in her eyes.

By this time, I had already removed most of the needles from Concubine Yu's chest. Seeing Concubine Yu nodded obediently, I couldn't help but look at Mrs. Fan a little more. Mrs. Fan was chubby and looked unreliable, but unexpectedly she was quite good at comforting pregnant women.

By the time I had pulled out all the needles from Concubine Yu's chest and covered her with her own clothes, Mrs. Fan was already shouting "one, two, three" in a rhythmic manner.

Concubine Yu also cooperated reluctantly by twisting her body.

I took Concubine Yu's pulse and found it was relatively stable. I looked at her eyelids and found that her pupils were not dilated. It seemed that her vital signs were stable.

I'm so fat that I've been kneeling for so long that I'm exhausted.

Mrs. Fan was still shouting "one, two, three" like she was playing tug-of-war, but Concubine Yu was so exhausted that her face turned red and she fainted again after a while!

I grabbed Mrs. Fan's hand and said, "Stop shouting. She may not be able to give birth in her current condition. Come and help me."

Mrs. Fan wiped the sweat off her head and said, "I'm just helping you now."

Mrs. Fan said this as she reached out to press it.

I was so angry that I pulled her hand away and said, "Stop pressing. Do you know how to deliver a baby?"

Mrs. Fan was not happy when she heard this. She glared and said, "You were not even born when I delivered your baby. How dare you ask me if I can deliver a baby?! Everyone in the capital knows my name..."

"Stop, stop, stop." I looked at Concubine Yu, whose face was getting uglier and uglier, and said anxiously, "The woman in labor just had a heavy hemorrhage. Although I used medicine and acupuncture to help her stop the bleeding, she is still extremely weak. It seems very difficult for her to give birth on her own. I am going to perform a caesarean section on her."

"Caesarean section? What is a Caesarean section?" Mrs. Fan was stunned and asked in confusion.

I took a needle from the dustpan that was about the length of my index finger, threaded it with sheepskin thread, and burned it with a fire starter. Then I took a pair of scissors and burned them over the fire, and said, "You don't need to ask. You won't understand even if you ask. You just need to do what I say."

Mrs. Fan saw me pick up a silver, extremely sharp knife and wipe it with liquor. She couldn't help but shudder and said, "Are you going to cut open the child's stomach and take it out?"

I placed the simply sterilized tools on a clean white cloth, put on a pair of goat-belly gloves, nodded seriously, then lowered my head and pressed Mrs. Yu's belly with my hands to determine the location for the operation.

Mrs. Fan was so frightened that she sat down on the ground, supported herself with her hands, and hurriedly backed away.

Mrs. Fan said in a trembling voice: "Although I am a midwife and am used to seeing blood, I believe in Buddhism and have never killed a chicken in my life. I cannot do such a thing, I cannot do it!"

After hearing this, the three maids were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They looked at each other, and their whole bodies began to tremble uncontrollably. Then, they all fainted on the ground with a "thump".

I picked up the knife and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything."

Mrs. Fan cried and said, "But this is a living person. What if, what if..."

I said calmly, "Nothing will happen."

Then I pointed to the neatly stacked white towels and scissors in the dustpan and said, "Come and help!"

Mrs. Fan had no choice but to wipe her nose and crawl over.

I picked up a porcelain bottle from the dustpan, uncorked it, and smelled it from a distance. Sure enough, it was a medicine containing anesthetic ingredients!

I didn’t expect there are anesthetics too!

This Zheng Xian is indeed a powerful character. He clearly knows that I don't have enough ability to help Concubine Yu give birth to a child, but he still lets me mess around. What is his purpose? Is he really not afraid that I will kill Concubine Yu?

At this time, Concubine Yu groaned in pain. I looked up and saw beads of sweat on her forehead. I gritted my teeth and said to Mrs. Fan, "Get ready."