Mistakenly Connected to the Jade Flower Branch

The woman was quite kind to Xu Chengyao: "Young master, what brings you here?"

Xu Chengyao slightly raised his chin, looking proudly at Luo An, indicating that it was Luo An's turn.

Luo An said, "Xu Chengyao, the physician of Heaven and Earth, heard the crying coming from your residence and came to see what has happened..."

Xu Chengyao frowned, not understanding why Luo An used his name.

"Heaven on Earth?" the woman asked hesitantly. "Is it the Heaven on Earth from the Heavenly Medicine Clinic?"

Luo An nodded.

The woman's legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, "Dr. Xu, my daughter-in-law is in labor, and it's been two days and one night and she still hasn't given birth. My poor daughter-in-law is already unconscious."

The doctor and midwife both said there was nothing they could do and told us to prepare for the worst. "Dr. Xu, please, please save them! I'd give you my life if you could save them. Dr. Xu, please..."

Xu Chengyao helped the woman up: "Madam Qian, you can give me money, you don't need to give me your life."

Madam Qian said, "Money is not a problem. As long as you can save them, I will spare no expense, even if it means going bankrupt."

Xu Chengyao said, "There's no need to go bankrupt. Madam, time is of the essence, please take us there quickly."

The outer room of the delivery room was full of people, including Dr. Li, the most famous doctor in Qinzhou City. Luo An said to Xu Chengyao, "Wait for me here."

Xu Chengyao glanced around and walked confidently to the head seat. Under everyone's watchful eyes, Luo An went straight to the inner room.

A midwife was waiting at the door of the inner room. Upon seeing Madam Qian, she immediately said, "Madam Qian, your daughter-in-law is unable to push, and I can't do anything about it. You don't need to pay; please find someone else."

One midwife rushed off, and another, seeing Luo An enter, exclaimed in surprise, "Madam, this is the delivery room! How can you let a man in?"

Luo An calmly replied, "I am a doctor."

The midwife blocked Luo An's way: "Doctors are men too, how can they enter the delivery room?"

Madam Qian angrily said, "This is my house, and I'm in charge. Human life is more important than anything else, regardless of gender. If you stop me again and something happens to my daughter-in-law or my grandson, I'll make you pay with your life. What are you standing there for? Get out of here now!"

The midwife walked away with her head down, muttering to herself. Only the last midwife and the other servants remained, all with their heads down, not daring to speak again.

Madam Qian said to Luo An, "Doctor Xu, don't worry about saving them. As long as they can live, I'll take responsibility for everything. I'll stay here and watch over them. If you need anything, just tell me. Anyone who dares to gossip will have their tongue cut off."

Madam Qian, who had always been dignified and yielding, displayed courage and boldness in her most desperate moment, which shocked everyone inside and outside the household.

The woman was in a semi-conscious state, her mind not quite clear: her pale face was contorted with pain, her sweaty hair clung to her face, her chapped lips had streaks of blood, and she was unconsciously muttering something.

If this is how pitiful she looks after just two days and one night, how did her mother endure three days and three nights back then? If the woman in front of me is already standing at the gates of hell, then my mother must have been on the Bridge of Helplessness back then.

Seeing Luo An in a daze, Madam Qian thought her daughter-in-law was beyond saving and immediately said anxiously, "Doctor Xu, you must save her!"

Luo calmed himself down and began to methodically instruct the servants and midwife: "Prepare hot water, a brazier, strong liquor, scissors... You're in charge of wiping her face, you're in charge of moistening her lips with a towel and feeding her water, you're in charge of handing me things..."

Hearing Luo An's calm tone, Madam Qian's panicked heart calmed down. Without Madam Qian needing to give any further instructions, the others conscientiously followed Luo An's directions.

Luo An tucked the slightly exposed toes back in, and the sudden, sharp pain made the woman scream, "Ah!"

Mrs. Qian was startled and didn't even realize that the handkerchief she was holding had fallen from her hand.

Luo An said to the woman in labor, "Young Madam, when I count to three, you should push. Push four times, and the baby will come out to see you. You are the bravest mother, trust me, okay?"

Encouraged by Luo An's gentle voice, the new mother nodded, her eyes brimming with tears. The flickering light in the room transformed into a ray of hope. What could be more powerful than a mother possessing hope?

Luo An told the midwife, "When I count to three, you should push on your belly."

Luo An sterilized the scissors with strong liquor, dried them over a fire, and counted, "One, two, three..."

The woman bit down on a towel, using all her strength, and the midwife pushed along her belly. After this happened three times, Luo An saw the baby's legs emerge.

Luo An cut open the birth canal, cradling the baby's feet with one hand and supporting the front with the other, raising his voice slightly: "The baby is halfway out, one last time, one, two, three..."

With the help of the midwife and the mother, Luo An gently turned the fetus outward, and the child was held in Luo An's hands.

The midwife said, "It's a girl! Congratulations, Madam! Congratulations, Young Mistress!"

Madam Qian wanted to step forward, but stopped halfway. She stared at the child, her face deathly pale: "Doctor, this child..."

The child's lips and limbs were purple, and he kept his eyes tightly closed without uttering a sound.

The midwife and servants then realized something was wrong, and the room fell silent instantly. The woman in labor burst into tears.

Luo An held the child on his arm, took a gauze to clean the child's mouth, and gently patted the child's back and buttocks, but the child still did not react.

Madam Qian's legs went weak, and she would have fallen if someone hadn't been there to support her.

Luo An picked the child upside down and flicked the soles of the child's feet hard several times. The child finally cried out.

The servants cheered in unison, Madam Qian burst into tears, and the new mother, upon hearing her child's cry, went from weeping to weeping with joy.

Luo An initially intended to hand the child to the maid, but then changed his mind and placed the child next to the new mother's face. He gently pulled the towel out of her mouth and said softly, "Young Madam, I need stitches. If it hurts, just cry out. It's alright..."

The new mother reached out and touched her baby's face, her eyes fixed on Luo An, and she murmured, "Thank...thank you..."

Luo An took out a needle and suture from his medicine box to suture, when he heard the midwife exclaim, "There's another child! He's already out!"

"Wow……"

The loud cry resonated with everyone. Even Luo An could easily feel the excitement and joy within himself; this was one of the very few times he had empathized with a patient. At least he hadn't felt these emotions when Duan Mingzhu gave birth.

The midwife, holding the baby, exclaimed with excitement, her voice distorted: "A son! It's a son! Twins! Young mistress, you are blessed! Listen to that voice, so strong..."

Mrs. Qian knelt on the ground, weeping with joy: "Thank you to our ancestors for blessing us, Xue Lin now has an heir."

A maid rushed out to announce the good news: "Twins! Twins! The young mistress has given birth to twins!"

Everyone outside stood up, each with a different reaction: some were excited and cheering, while others were gloomy and resentful... The power struggle among the large families was clearly evident when the eldest grandson of the Qian family was born.