"medicine?"
The maid looked very panicked and said, "You are wrong. Where can women use medicine when giving birth?"
But her look betrayed her heart, and Liang Yuanque was confident that his sense of smell would not deceive him.
The moment the maid opened the door and came out, the smell of dried peach kernels came out of the inner room.
The smell of blood was very strong in the entire inner courtyard. If Liang Yuanque hadn't had a good nose, this smell would have escaped.
The maid's expression even saw that something was wrong with Huang Jingye, who quickly stepped forward to help Liang Yuanque stop her.
"Tell the truth, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"
After all, the maid was not very young, so she was startled, tears welled up in her eyes, and some of the blood spilled out from her trembling hands.
"No, no, I really don't know, I'm just a little girl helping..."
Liang Yuanque thought about it carefully, and it was right. This girl seemed to be just a helper. She probably didn't recognize the medicinal materials, so she let him go first.
The little girl didn't want to stay any longer, so she ran away with the basin in hand.
When Huang Jingye saw Liang Yuanque like this, he must have discovered something, so he quickly asked,
"Sir, what's going on?"
"It seems that peach kernels are used. This kind of thing is used as medicine to promote blood circulation, which is not good for women who are giving birth."
Blood-activating drugs may cause bleeding if used on a woman who is giving birth.
Moreover, peach kernels are slightly toxic, and if the dose is large, it may kill people.
Although Mr. Huang didn't understand the theory of medicine, he immediately became anxious when he heard that it was not good for people.
Just as Mr. Song came over with his big head raised, Huang Jingye grabbed his collar, waved his fist and tried to hit him.
"I tell you, if anything happens to my sister, I will beat you to death!"
"Hey, hey, brother, calm down," Mr. Song shrank his neck in fright.
"The doctor is here. We listen to the doctor and nothing will happen."
Liang Yuanque immediately frowned, "What about the doctor? Call the doctor over!"
"No, why..." Mr. Song was just about to get angry at him, but Huang Jingye tried to pull his hand by the collar.
So he immediately changed his words and greeted the people around him,
"Quick, quick, quick, call the doctor for this little gentleman!"
Liang Yuanque looked around the inner courtyard. Most of the people standing here were the Song family and their servants. Where was there anyone who looked like a doctor?
There was a servant nearby who ran quickly to call someone, but he ran away to somewhere and didn't come back.
At this moment, a woman's shrill scream came from the room.
"elder sister!"
Huang Jingye ran to the door of the room and slammed the door, "Sister, I am Jingye, did you hear me?"
Liang Yuanque always felt that this scream was not like the cry of pain from a weak mother, but more like the scream of a person.
Feeling something bad, he subconsciously wanted to kick open the door and rush in, but after all, this was the room where a woman gave birth. He, a foreigner, rushing in hastily might cause trouble to Sister Huang.
But while he was hesitating, the worst outcome had already happened.
An old woman with disheveled hair and sweaty face opened the door and threw Huang Jingye, who was intently banging on the door, over.
Grandma did not pay attention to Huang Jingye, but looked directly at Mr. Song,
"Master, my wife is dead."
Huang Jingye struggled to stand up, unable to steady his steps.
"What did you say? I asked you what you said!"
Grandma was so frightened by his roar that she hid back.
"Oh, oh, oh, you can't rely on me to do this. This is something weird to begin with!"
Mr. Song looked into the room and sighed deeply.
"That child also..."
"Of course she wasn't born." Mammy replied.
Liang Yuanque watched their conversation, feeling extremely awkward in his heart.
He always felt that Mr. Song seemed to have expected this result.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems reasonable. After all, Mrs. Song's strange situation has not happened for a day or two, and she should have been prepared for any bad results.
Moreover, Mr. Song had already lost two wives before this. He was probably used to losing his wife, so it would be okay if his emotions didn't fluctuate much.
In the room, several more maids came out one after another carrying bright red blood basins, and more medicinal smells were brought out from inside.
Because there were too many medicines and they were too complicated, Liang Yuanque could no longer distinguish the specific medicines at this moment.
His pharmacology skills were not good. Because of that painful treatment experience, he would feel uncomfortable all over for a long time when he asked about the smell of medicine.
His superficial pharmacological knowledge was basically the experience he had to accumulate at work.
Although many medicinal materials could not be identified, Liang Yuanque could still smell the smell of peach kernels.
It seems that this medicinal material is used the most.
Medicinal materials often need to be used in combination to elicit the greatest effect.
Although Liang Yuanque didn't understand the prescription for a woman to give birth, she always felt that this kind of blood-activating drug shouldn't appear in this scene.
Especially so many of them in this scene.
Huang Jingye's temper was suddenly ignited. He was angry and sad at the moment. He wanted to rush in to see his sister, but he was stopped by several old ladies at the door.
One said, "Uncle, you are not suitable to go into this bloody place!"
Another said, "This is a delivery room, how can a man get in?"
"Fuck you!" Huang Jingye cursed indiscriminately because he was anxious.
"My sister has had an accident. What kind of delivery room is there? Let me in. I want to see her!"
At this time, the doctor who sent people to find him finally arrived belatedly. He lifted up his loose trousers waist while jogging.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Who's looking for me?"
Seeing him like this, Liang Yuanque had to wonder if he had been summoned by the Song family to deal with the problem.
Mr. Song did not dare to face the roaring Huang Jingye, so he glanced at the door of the room and winked at the doctor.
"The midwife said that my wife is dead, please go in and have a look."
"Hey, okay." The doctor received Mr. Song's look and nodded.
Seeing that he was a doctor, Huang Jingye gave him some respect, turned sideways, and gave him a way into the house.
Liang Yuanque also took this opportunity to turn around and follow the doctor into the room.
A woman followed behind him to stop him, but unfortunately she was a step too late.
This delivery room should usually be the bedroom of Master Song and his wife. It is a suite with a small covered kitchen attached to the back.
It seems that the smelly medicine is brewed here.
Liang Yuanque glanced at the small kitchen, then looked at the bed that smelled strongly of blood.
"Doctor, were you the one who prescribed the medicine Madam used during delivery?"
The doctor nodded and replied, "Yes."
Liang Yuanque calmed down and walked towards the bed where blood was still dripping.
Sister Huang had lost her breath and was covered entirely with a sheet by the midwife.
"Can I ask you, why do you need to prescribe blood-activating herbs to pregnant women?"
Liang Yuanque asked as he suddenly opened the sheets.
Looking at the state of the corpse, his pupils suddenly shrank!
