Qin Liuxi was about to go to Qinglan Guanzhu to bid farewell, when Heming, who had gone and returned, ran towards her profusely.
"Uncle, hurry up and follow my nephew to save lives."
Seeing that he was about to throw Qin Liuxi down, Heisha stretched out his hand to resist his momentum of rushing forward. With a muffled bang, He Ming fell to the ground and got up nimbly.
"Your master is right, why are you so anxious? Speak slowly."
He Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "You can't slow down, if you slow down, you will die, or you will die, or you will die, and you will follow me."
Qin Liuxi smiled and said, "What's going on? Talk while walking."
He Ming said that there is a Zhuangzi at the foot of Qinglanguan Mountain, and a nobleman is recuperating there. He is already in the eighth month of pregnancy, and it suddenly starts. It is impossible to return to the city to give birth, so he can only give birth in Zhuangzi.
No, the other party invited Guanzhu Qinglan, who knows medicine, to sit in the town. Guanzhu Qinglan thought that the other party was a woman, and Qin Liuxi was here again, and the situation was critical. She, a female crown, was a Taoist elder than him more helpful.
"Master said that the noble lady's condition is critical and her life may be in danger." He Ming said dryly.
Qin Liuxi heard this, grabbed his collar, and directly stretched the ground into an inch, and soon arrived at the Zhuangzi, but he didn't expect to see an old acquaintance.
The drunken Wang Laoxiang who has retired.
Old Xiangye Wang also stood beside an old man with gray hair and a sad and anxious face. The two of them were a little confused when they saw Qin Liuxi appearing out of thin air.
"Ah, it's Qingping Temple who doesn't ask for less. Lao Cao, you're saved now!" Old Master Wang recognized Qin Liuxi, and immediately shook his old friend's arm excitedly.
Qin Liuxi had a sharp nose, and when he saw Mr. Wang, he disagreed and said: "You're drinking again."
Master Wang froze for a moment, feeling quite embarrassed, and heard his old friend cough lightly, and said, "It's just a drink, now is not the time to talk about this, let's save people first. Young Master, this is Cao The old general is also my fellow countryman. When you came here, did you hear about it with Mr. Ming Xiaodao? Mr. Cao’s daughter-in-law is giving birth, I’m afraid... Anyway, I have to trouble you.”
Old General Cao looked sad and bowed to Qin Liuxi.
Qin Liuxi said: "Then talk later."
When she came, she had already heard from He Ming briefly about the situation of this woman. She was a widow. Her husband and son-in-law disappeared due to the suppression of bandits at the end of last year, and she was pregnant with a posthumous child, which is the only hope of the Cao family now.
Yes, this old general Cao is also a single passer, only has one son, now that the son is gone, the only hope of carrying on the family line lies in the belly of his daughter-in-law.
However, this daughter-in-law is a person with deep affection. Her husband is gone, and she wants to follow him several times.
But even so, she was pregnant with a child, but she still couldn't be happy, so she was raised in this Zhuangzi near Qinglanguan, and went up to listen to scriptures every day, hoping to calm her mind until the eighth month of pregnancy, when she was ready to return to the city for delivery , the child suddenly started.
Seven live and eight do not live.
There is this proverb, and she had a sudden attack, and she was in a mess all at once. Fortunately, she had invited Wen Po to accompany her by her side, and then sent someone to invite Guanzhu Qinglan, who knew medicine, but Cao Lin Shi, the situation is far worse than they thought.
Cao Lin couldn't give birth.
The situation is extremely critical.
Qin Liuxi didn't bother to exchange pleasantries, and followed people to the main courtyard. Outside the delivery room, Master Qinglan was standing on the porch, frowning, and opened his mouth when he saw Qin Liuxi.
"how?"
Guanzhu Qinglan looked at Old General Cao who was following behind, and whispered, "I'm afraid it's not good."
The Cao Lin family has no desire to survive.
Qin Liuxi's heart sank, and his face sank.
"Shall I go in and have a look?" Qin Liuxi looked at Old General Cao.
For fear that Old General Cao would not know, Qinglan Guanzhu explained: "Don't ask her to be a female crown, with superb medical skills, she is more suitable than Poor Dao."
The delivery room was not peaceful, but no one dared to cry, but the oppressive and low atmosphere made people breathless.
As soon as Qin Liuxi entered, a servant woman came out holding a basin of **** water with trembling hands, almost fell to the ground, and was supported by Qin Liuxi quickly.
"Young Madam, you can't sleep, Young Madam, please wake up." There was a cry.
Another old voice scolded: "Shut up! Mrs. Zhang Wen, think of a way quickly, my Cao family is very grateful."
"Doctor, let the doctor come in first." A woman panicked and said: "Old lady, I don't want to receive this reward if I am not an old lady. Young lady can't cooperate, and I can't help in every possible way."
Qin Liuxi opened the curtain and walked in, the strong smell of blood came over his face, making his stomach churn.
Seeing someone coming in, everyone was startled for a moment. Seeing that it was a small road leader, the woman at the end of the bed hurriedly covered the thin quilt to cover the lower body of the pregnant woman.
"I am the female crown, girl." Qin Liuxi said a few words, then stepped forward and said, "Do whatever you need to do, don't be in a daze."
She looked at the parturient, her lips were drawn into a straight line, her face was very ugly.
Dead air covered her face, she won't live long.
Qin Liuxi looked down again, although there was a thin quilt covering him, he could still see the huge belly, but the vitality inside was weak.
Suddenly there was a gust of wind blowing.
Qin Liu looked over eagerly, in the void, a figure of a ghost messenger slowly appeared, her eyes were sharp.
The ghost messenger took the soul-hunting chain and looked at the life-and-death book of soul-hunting in his hand, and there was nothing wrong here.
He raised his head, and suddenly felt a gaze fall on him, following his gaze, a ghostly shadow flickered.
No, why is this little evil spirit here?
"My lord, what is this?" The ghost messenger stepped forward hesitantly.
"How long does she have?"
Guichao said weakly: "A quarter of an hour."
This person is here, and I don't know if he can seduce the soul smoothly.
Qin Liuxi untied the needle bag around his waist, pierced Cao Lin's acupoints, and picked up the woman's wrist to feel the pulse.
Although she was pregnant for eight months, because of the stagnation in her heart during the whole pregnancy, she was restless day and night. She was fine on the outside, but inside she was already exhausted, and the premature birth made her decay faster, like a flower suddenly Flowers that are exposed to fire will wither quickly.
Qin Liuxi looked at Wen Po: "How many fingers are opened at the mouth of the palace? Can it be fully opened within a quarter of an hour?"
"Only three fingers." Wen Po shook her head and said, "Young Madam is not stable, I'm afraid I can't."
"You might just drag the kid out?"
Wen Po turned pale, shook her hands, and fell to the ground.
Even Mrs. Cao was so frightened that her body went limp, and the Buddhist beads in her hand were pulled by her and broke to the ground.
Ding Ding Ding.
The sound of the broken Buddha beads hitting the wooden board is like a soul-inspiring sound, which makes people shudder.
"You, what do you mean?" Mrs. Cao looked at Qin Liuxi with a pale face.
Qin Liuxi lowered his eyes, and his voice was as cool as ever: "She can't survive, and the child can't survive if she doesn't use extraordinary measures."
Boom.
Old Madam Cao fell limp to the ground.