A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

Zhao Xuanmu jumped up, his face filled with panic. "What happened? How are Madam and the baby?"

The maid's voice trembled, "Madam and Cui'er fell down together while walking through the outer hall on their way back to their room after bathing. Madam is now complaining of stomach pain."

Upon hearing that Hu Wanwan had a stomachache, Zhao Xuanmu's lips trembled. Without further delay, he led the group toward Hu Wanwan's courtyard.

Upon arriving at the courtyard, the servants and maids inside were in complete disarray, making a great commotion.

Seeing this, Granny Huang frowned. "Master Zhao instructed the servants not to make a commotion, as the chaos and confusion among the staff could easily disturb the woman in labor."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuanmu immediately rebuked him sternly, his refined demeanor vanishing and his imposing presence fully revealed.

Upon hearing Master Zhao's order, the servants quickly quieted down.

Granny Huang surveyed the courtyard and decisively gave the order, "Prepare hot water, white vinegar, a medicine-decocting stove, a medicine-filtering cloth, a charcoal brazier, a soup bottle, umbilical cord severing scissors, dried straw, and a soft, thick felt mat. Go quickly!"

The Zhao family had prepared the materials for production several months ago, and now that Granny Huang had given the order, everyone was mobilized to search for them.

Seeing that Granny Huang was giving instructions in an orderly manner, Zhao Xuanmu felt a little more at ease.

He was extremely glad that he had found Granny Huang. After all, she was a famous expert in the provincial capital, and he still had to rely on Granny Huang in critical moments.

Old Master Fu noticed Zhao Xuanmu's unease and comforted him, "I have brought Baoqi Powder and Foshou Powder with me. These are medicines that have been developed over many years and can induce labor and protect the fetus. Please rest assured, Master Zhao."

Zhao Xuanmu nodded upon hearing this and led the group into Hu Wanwan's room, where Hu Wanwan was constantly crying out in pain.

Huang Po and the others immediately stepped into the inner hall. Nie Qianqian and Director Zhang wanted to follow, but Huang Po, who was walking in front, stopped and turned around to look at the two of them coldly, saying, "There shouldn't be too many people in the delivery room. The three of us are enough for the inner room. You two should stay in the outer hall with Master Zhao."

Director Zhang choked, "You..."

The three men went into the inner room to help Madam Zhao give birth, leaving the two of them outside, clearly showing a lack of trust in them. Director Zhang was a prominent figure in Fulin County, yet he was treated with such contempt.

Zhao Xuanmu was a considerate person, but at this moment all his attention was focused on Hu Wanwan and the fetus in the inner hall, and he could no longer care about the doctor's feelings. He said directly, "You two can stay in the outer hall and can fill in at any time."

Director Zhang's expression immediately darkened. He was so angry that he wanted to leave immediately, but out of concern for the woman in labor inside, he plopped down on a stool.

He wanted to see Nie Qianqian's reaction, but saw her looking down at the ground, seemingly lost in thought.

Director Zhang asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Nie Qianqian didn't even raise her eyes: "If the three of them can handle it, then I won't need to take action. It would be a blessing for the lady and the unborn child, so naturally I'm not angry."

Upon hearing Doctor Qian's words, Zhao Xuanmu thought to himself: Doctor Qian may have some skills, but he is far too arrogant. No wonder Granny Huang and Aunt Cui clashed with him.

Nie Qianqian squatted down, wiped the ground with her hand, and then put her finger to her nose to smell it. "Someone deliberately caused Madam Zhao to fall."

Zhao Xuanmu was taken aback and looked at Doctor Qian. "What do you mean?"

Nie Qianqian stretched out her hand, revealing a faint yellow stain on her white ice silk glove.

"This should be plant oil extracted from a plant similar to pine or cypress. When applied thinly to the ground, it will solidify quickly and be invisible. However, if the indoor temperature rises to a certain level, this thin film will melt and become extremely slippery, which is why Madam Zhao tripped and fell."

The maid who had just come to report was standing to the side. Upon hearing this, she exclaimed, "Oh dear, Madam just took a bath and was worried that she would be cold when she returned to her bedroom, so she asked us to light the charcoal brazier in advance..."

When the charcoal brazier is raised, the indoor temperature increases, and the thin film melts.

A fierce glint flashed in Zhao Xuanmu's eyes, "Just as I thought!"

He knew for a moment that Hu Wanwan would fall down for no reason. Those people in the capital just wouldn't let the child go. Despite his best efforts to prevent it, they still succeeded.

Zhao Xuanmu calmed down and summoned his trusted confidants to conduct a secret investigation. After giving the instructions, he carefully examined Doctor Qian.

The situation was urgent just now, with people coming and going, yet Doctor Qian was still able to notice this abnormality. This person's medical skills may not be particularly outstanding, but his observational ability is very high, truly as meticulous as dust.

Zhao Xuanmu cupped his hands in respect, "Doctor Qian's observations are meticulous and insightful; I admire them greatly."

Nie Qianqian did not respond to Master Zhao's praise, but just quietly looked at the screen. The floor was so slippery, Hu Wanwan must have fallen badly. She could only hope that everything would go smoothly.

Just then, Cui Gu's voice came from inside the room, "Oh dear, the baby's position has been changed!"

In the morning, Aunt Cui checked the baby's position, which was head down, but now the position has changed.

Zhao Xuanmu's heart skipped a beat, and he asked anxiously, "What should we do?"

Aunt Cui's voice came, "Don't panic, Master Zhao, I'm here. I can change the baby's position."

Zhao Xuanmu paced anxiously back and forth in the outer hall, while Nie Qianqian frowned slightly; breech presentation was certainly not good news.

Inside the room, Aunt Cui placed her hands on Hu Wanwan's belly, pressing down on both sides and rotating them counterclockwise. The fetus was large, and the outline of the fetus could be seen on Hu Wanwan's belly as it moved slowly with Aunt Cui's hands.

Sweat gradually beaded on Aunt Cui's forehead. Turning the baby's position was no easy task; it required strength and skill, and could not be done too quickly or too slowly.

The fetus moved slowly, and everyone held their breath. Granny Huang stared intently at Hu Wanwan's belly, secretly thinking that something was wrong. The fetus had already shown its outline under Aunt Cui's pressure, and it was much larger than she had initially felt. Even if the fetus's head was turned around, she feared that the baby would be too big and the delivery would be difficult.

Cui'er and her maids stood to one side, pursing their lips and not daring to breathe, for fear of disturbing Aunt Cui.

Hu Wanwan's face was as pale as paper from the pain, large beads of sweat slid down her forehead, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Ahhh!"

Old Master Fu instructed: "Madam, please keep quiet and conserve your energy for the subsequent delivery."

Upon hearing this, Hu Wanwan could only shut her mouth, close her eyes in pain, furrow her brows, and bite her lip tightly.

The fetus was moving around in her belly, and she felt more uncomfortable than ever before, as if all her internal organs had shifted.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. In this extreme silence, a sound suddenly broke the silence with a soft "plop".

It's like something's leaking air.

The maids were so frightened that their faces drained of color, and they cried out in alarm, "Her water has broken!"

Cui'er's eyes instantly filled with tears. She had been with Hu Wanwan since she was a child and they had a very deep bond.

Her heart was pounding. The woman's water had broken. Could the baby be saved?

Huang Po knew something was wrong. "My water broke. I have to turn it around quickly, or the baby might suffocate inside."

Knowing the reason behind it, Aunt Cui's face turned serious, and she quickened her pace.

The mother's water broke and the baby was breech; every moment was extremely important.

Aunt Cui paid close attention, Granny Huang was on high alert, and Old Master Fu fed Hu Wanwan a Qi-preserving powder.

Suddenly, several louder exclamations rang out, shattering the silence.

Cui'er panicked so much that her legs went weak, and she knelt down with a thud, trembling like a leaf, her hand shaking as she pointed at Hu Wanwan's lower body.

There, a bloodied foot was clearly visible.

Cui Gu's movements came to an abrupt halt. She looked down at Hu Wanwan's body and felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her whole body turning cold.

Huang Po's heart skipped a beat, her face changed drastically, and she could no longer maintain her composure. "Oh no! One foot is exposed first! It's a nine-out-of-ten chance of death!!!"

Hu Wanwan was already in great pain, and upon hearing Huang Po's words, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

Old Master Fu hurriedly pressed down on Hu Wanwan's philtrum: "The woman in labor has fainted!"

Hearing the commotion inside, Zhao Xuanmu felt a buzzing in his head, as if he had been hit hard by a huge object, and felt dizzy.

"Mother!" A sharp female voice rang out. Zhao Jiaojiao was worried about her mother giving birth and rushed over. She happened to hear Huang Po's words and was terrified.

Zhao Xuanmu staggered, his eyes vacant. "What should we do? Do any of you three have a solution?"

Zhao Jiaojiao cried, "Please, three doctors, save my mother! Save my mother! Waaah!"

Aunt Cui wiped the sweat from her brow and said hesitantly, "There's an ancient method that says if you mix the father's hair with cinnabar and write the characters '子出' (zi chu, meaning 'child') on the soles of the fetus's exposed feet, the fetus's head and feet can be turned around, but..."

Nie Qianqian couldn't listen anymore, "Nonsense!"

Director Zhang said urgently, "This is just folk superstition. You must not believe it. Doing so will only waste time and effort."

“Bleeding, bleeding!”

The maids' panicked voices rang out, and the straw mat and bedding beneath Hu Wanwan's body were gradually being soaked with blood.

Old Master Fu hurriedly reached out to take Hu Wanwan's pulse, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. He exchanged a deep look with Granny Huang. "The woman's pulse is weakening. We can't delay any longer. If we wait any longer, she may not have any strength left."

Granny Huang understood what Old Master Fu meant. She turned to look beyond the screen and spoke solemnly, her voice like it came from hell, shaking one's soul, "Master Zhao, things have come to this point. I ask you, will you save the mother or the child?"