Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Chapter 213 Xiangyun gave birth successfully

"Miss Yun, Miss Yun, you finally woke up!"

Zijuan stared at Xiangyun with ecstasy on her face.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze still a little dazed.

She wanted to talk to Zijuan, but she felt weak and emotional. She just looked at Zijuan with tears in her eyes and couldn't say a word.

"Zicuckoo..."

After a while, Xiangyun slowly called out Zijuan's name.

Zijuan hurried over and held Xiangyun's hand tightly, gently comforting her: "Miss Yun, don't worry, Xueyan and I will stay by your side!"

Xiangyun nodded while crying. Xueyan gently wiped away her tears and stayed beside her quietly.

At this moment, the midwife hurried to Xiangyun's side.

She bent down and said to Xiangyun in a soft but encouraging voice, "Auntie, try harder!

As long as you can successfully give birth to this child, you will never have to worry about wealth and prosperity for the rest of your life!"

Hearing what the midwife said, Xiangyun sneered.

However, at this moment, her breath was extremely weak, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any moment;

The originally fair and rosy face now turned bloodless and as pale as paper.

The midwife understood that Xiangyun had lost too much blood due to being accidentally knocked down before, and the situation was not optimistic.

So she hurriedly took out a piece of high-quality ginseng and carefully put it into Xiangyun's mouth, hoping it could help her refresh herself and replenish some strength.

Immediately afterwards, the midwife observed Xiangyun's fetal position attentively.

All I heard was the midwife's slow but methodical instructions: "Auntie, please follow my instructions from now on.

First, take a deep breath…

OK, now breathe out hard... and slowly...

Take another breath...

Just like that, keep the rhythm, and the baby will definitely come out!"

“It hurts, it hurts so much…”

Xiangyun's face was as pale as paper, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down her forehead, soaking her messy hair.

Her originally delicate body was now trembling with pain, and the pain brought by each contraction seemed to tear her apart.

The delivery was halfway through, but the baby seemed to be stuck by something and was reluctant to come down the birth canal.

Xiangyun felt that all her strength had been exhausted, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

She cried out at the top of her lungs, clutching the blanket tightly with both hands, trying her best to push the baby out.

However, no matter how hard she tried, nothing seemed to work, and the feeling of powerlessness almost made her collapse.

"No, I don't want to give birth anymore. It hurts too much!"

Xiangyun finally couldn't hold on any longer, and she collapsed on the bed like a deflated ball.

Her voice was tearful, and she spoke intermittently about her inner fear and despair.

Zijuan and Xueyan, who were standing by, were extremely anxious. They held Xiangyun's hands tightly and comforted her softly, "Miss Yun, hold on a little longer!

Just keep trying, and the baby will be born safely soon!"

The midwife did not dare to slack off at all. She skillfully checked the condition of the fetus, her brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed.

At the same time, she kept encouraging Xiangyun: "Auntie, push harder, the baby will be out soon, keep pushing!"

As time passed, the room was filled with a tense atmosphere and everyone's heart was in their throat.

At this critical moment, Zijuan seemed to have thought of something. She hurried to the drawer and found the gold lock and bracelet that Miss Lin and the old ancestor had given to the child.

She placed the golden lock in Xiangyun's hand and held it tightly.

Gently stroking Xiangyun's sweat-soaked hair, he consoled her, "Miss Yun, have you forgotten that Miss Lin wants to be the child's aunt?

Isn't this the moment she has been looking forward to for a long time? "

Hearing this, Xiangyun nodded hurriedly. She used up all her strength and shouted "Ah..."

Just like that, suddenly there was an extremely faint cry, as if it was the sound of life coming from another world.

The baby is born!

When Zijuan and Xueyan heard the cry, they danced with joy. They clapped their hands happily and shouted, "It's born, it's born... It's finally born!"

They hurriedly and happily came to the midwife and looked at the newborn baby excitedly.

The midwife, with a smile on her face, quickly and carefully wrapped the child in a small quilt, and then walked to Xiangyun with joy in her arms holding the little life.

She smiled from ear to ear and said to Xiangyun, whose face was pale but whose expression of happiness was hard to conceal, "Miss Yun, congratulations, it's a handsome young master!"

Upon hearing this, Xiangyun hurriedly and with difficulty turned her body slightly to the side, wanting to take a look at this hard-earned child.

Although she was extremely weak, she became energetic when she saw the small figure.

She whispered in a weak but gentle voice: "Child, mother is here."

I saw that the baby in the cradle was so small and fragile.

He lay quietly in the warm blanket, like a cute kitten who had just been born and had not yet opened his eyes.

The pair of tightly closed big eyes had not yet felt the light and colors of this world, and the small nose was twitching slightly, as if trying to adapt to the unfamiliar environment around it.

The child's face was rosy, and his small mouth was particularly eye-catching, exactly like Xiangyun's.

But the child is too small, weighing only 3 kilograms.

After gently cleaning the baby, the midwife leaned over again and gently said to Xiangyun, "Auntie, this baby was born prematurely. He's only 8 months old today!

So you have to take good care of it during the next period of time!"

After hearing what the midwife said, Xiangyun became more and more excited. She nodded continuously, saying that she would take good care of this hard-earned baby.

Then, the midwife handed the baby to Zijuan with a smile, and repeatedly reminded her, "Miss, you have to be very alert these few days and always pay attention to the baby's condition. After all, the baby is not yet full-term!"

Zijuan and Xueyan hurriedly picked up the child. He was too small, just slightly bigger than an adult's shoes.

They said that after Xiangyun's placenta was successfully delivered, they would go and fetch the wet nurse who had been arranged in advance.

Not long after, Xiangyun had finished packing up and she ate something and rested.

At this time, the midwife quietly called Zijuan aside and said softly in a low voice: "Girl,

I really didn’t dare to say it in front of my aunt just now!

When I first met my aunt, I saw that she had lost so much blood. Based on my years of experience, I knew that the child was dead. I didn’t expect the child to be born alive!

but……"

When Zijuan heard this, she was startled and hurriedly grabbed the midwife's hand and asked, "Grandma, if you have something to say, just say it!"

I only heard the midwife slowly say: "As the saying goes, if the baby survives for seven months, it will not survive for eight months. If this child can survive this month smoothly, maybe there is still hope!

Let’s let the doctor take a look!”

Hearing this, Zijuan hurriedly told Xueyan to take good care of Xiangyun, while she carefully picked up the child and walked quickly to the outer room with the midwife.

In the outer room, the doctor saw them coming and quickly stood up to greet them.

He first stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the child's delicate wrist, feeling the beating of the pulse;

Then he put his ear close to the child's heart, held his breath and listened attentively to his heartbeat.

After this examination, the doctor slowly straightened up and said solemnly, "Excuse me for being frank, but when I first saw my aunt, seeing how much blood she had lost, I thought the child was 80% likely to die!

Unexpectedly, the child was born, but he was a premature baby after all. He had congenital defects since the womb!

So you have to take extra care of it and be mentally prepared!"

When Zijuan heard this, she nodded hurriedly. Now she could only hope that the wet nurse would have good milk and feed the baby carefully.

She held the child carefully and said softly, "My child, you must strive to be good and live well!"