Chapter 722 Dystocia

Style: Historical Author: Ban Mian Wang ZaiWords: 2254Update Time: 24/01/12 19:29:11
"Madam, eat a piece of pork ribs."

In the princess's mansion, Fang Zhengyi was sitting by the bed. Next to him was a specially made crib. There was a large tray placed across it, and seven or eight various exquisite dishes were placed on the tray.

Big fish, meat, fruits and vegetables are all available.

Poor Fang Chenyu was sleeping soundly under the tray.

The freshly cooked braised pork ribs are rosy in color, crispy and tender, and are trembling and steaming between the chopsticks.

Li Miaohan was lying on her side to rest, but when she heard Fang Zheng speak, she turned her head and propped up her body.

He glanced at the ribs, shook his head slightly and said, "I won't eat it. The imperial doctor said that you should eat something lighter."

"The imperial doctor knows shit about medical skills, so he needs to eat some fat to make up for it."

Fang Zheng refused to give up and hit Li Miaohan's mouth with the ribs between his hands.

Li Miaohan glanced at him angrily, then ate it obediently, narrowing her eyes with a happy expression on her face.

"Is it delicious?"

"tasty."

"That's right, rabbits only eat light food."

As he said that, Fang Zhengyi picked up another piece of abalone. Li Miaohan couldn't help but take another bite and asked, "I heard that Wei Liangdi is also going to give birth. Is there any news from the palace?"

Fang Zheng said, "Well, it should be within these two days. I have already sent people to help them arrange the delivery room in advance. There should be news soon. The prince has been nagging me lately."

Li Miaohan sighed: "I have met Wei Liangdi, and she was even thinner than me. This time I feel like I have escaped from hell. I hope she will go well."

Fang Zheng nodded.

"Maybe you won't have to be so tired after giving birth in a few years. I'll ask Taoyuan Medical Center to recruit more female doctors and practice surgery."

"The person will be able to faint after drinking a bowl of soup, and then just cut open the stomach and take out the child."

Li Miaohan's face turned pale: "Isn't that person dead?"

"It can't die. It's the same as a tumor." Fang Zheng said carelessly, "Isn't this newborn just a piece of meat?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The couple started to joke, and at this moment, an announcement suddenly came from outside the door.

Fang Chenyu burst into tears under the tray.

Li Miaohan immediately panicked, glanced around, and said in surprise: "Where is the child?"

"Here it is." Fang Zheng lifted the tray, revealing Fang Chenyu.

Li Miaohan said angrily, "I thought you let someone take the child away, how could you cover it up? You don't look like a father at all!"

"Uh... there's someone calling outside, let me go check it out." Fang Zheng coughed twice and hurried out with the tray.

After having a child, my wife becomes more aggressive...

Fang Zheng sighed in his heart when he opened his eyes and bumped into a familiar face.

The visitor turned out to be Liu Jin from the East Palace.

He was sweating profusely and said: "Master Fang, over at the East Palace... Wei Liangdi has given birth. His Highness the Crown Prince asked you to come over."

"Give birth! Is the birth over?" Fang Zheng asked hurriedly.

"She's still alive."

"Then why are you so anxious?"

Liu Jin swallowed and said with sweat: "Po Wen said that the situation seemed a little abnormal. In fact, she started giving birth at midnight yesterday. His Highness was very panicked, so he asked me to inform you."

Fang Zheng looked up and saw that it was almost noon.

It's been so long and it hasn't been born yet. Is this really the worst case scenario?

In an instant, Fang Zhengyi's expression turned a bit ugly and he threw away the tray in his hand.

"Let's go! Follow me into the palace!"

The two of them beat their horses and galloped into the palace in a hurry.

At this moment, the outside of the delivery room in the back courtyard of the East Palace has become a mess.

Emperor Jing sat on the stool in silence. Although his expression was calm, his breathing was already a little faster than usual.

Li Yuanzhao's face was a little miserable, and he clenched his fists tighter when he heard the shouts in the room.

A group of imperial doctors headed by Dr. Hu were still beside him to comfort him.

Although many people do not specialize in gynecology, it is always good to be able to help a little.

"Your Highness, don't be anxious. It often takes ten hours for this woman to give birth. It's normal for this woman to give birth to more than ten hours."

"Normal? The midwives inside are all shouting that the situation is not good. You tell me it's normal? Think of a solution! What are you doing just standing here? Is there any use in talking nonsense to me? Quickly make a prescription !”

"Prescription...prescription?" Doctor Hu looked confused.

What else can be done at this juncture? Besides, he can go in and check it out for himself.

While he was anxious, Emperor Jing stood up, waved his hand to Imperial Physician Hu, and walked to the corner.

Emperor Jing said in a low voice, "Just now, the room said that the fetus was not in the right position and the head was too big. How sure are you?"

Dr. Hu's eyes twitched twice, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, I am incompetent... I'm afraid I can't judge. An improper fetal position is a narrow escape, but there is still a way to solve it. The Wen Po in the palace has superb skills and may be able to adjust it outside the body, but her head is big. ..We can only look at Wei Liangdi’s good fortune.”

Emperor Jing closed his eyes and sighed, with a bit of trembling in his sigh.

Did I commit any evil in my previous life? Why do you have so many problems just wanting an imperial grandson?

"I know, just watch here first."

Outside the East Palace, Fang Zheng and two others had already arrived quickly.

There were actually many officials inside, waiting with anxious expressions on their faces.

Among them was Wang Meng, who was carrying a large medicine box, and there were two stable women beside him.

Fang Zheng dismounted quickly and ran straight to Wang Meng regardless of anyone saying hello.

"Why are you outside? Where is His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Wang Meng said: "We are not allowed in the back courtyard. We can't help, but Dr. Hu is inside."

"Come on, come in with me!"

The back courtyard was still in a depressed atmosphere, and suddenly a voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, Lord Fang would like to see you."

"Let him in!"

Li Yuanzhao felt relaxed all over, as if he had found his backbone.

Although he is a very independent person, after spending so many years with Fang Zhengyi, he is somewhat dependent on him in his heart.

As long as Lao Fang is around, it seems that there is always a way to solve the problem.

Fang Zheng quickly entered the house and said bluntly, "Your Majesty, how is the situation?"

"Difficult childbirth." Emperor Jing began to sigh again.

I was complaining about Li Yuanzhao in my heart, so what could I do if I called him here now? There is just one more person who is anxious to get angry.

As soon as the word "dystocia" came out, Fang Zheng felt a slight sweat on his forehead.

This was what he feared the most, and he had been worried about it a few days ago.

Although everything went well for Li Miaohan, he didn't expect it to come true for the royal family.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Dystocia is common. You might give birth in a while."

Li Yuanzhao quietly came to Fang Zhengyi's side and whispered: "Old Fang... I am very scared. I started screaming at midnight yesterday... I have been screaming all night, and I am in terrible pain... now What should I do."

"I have done so many things on weekdays, and I have accumulated good deeds... How could this happen?"

"If I had known... If I had known this, I would rather not have this child!"

Fang Zhengyi forced a smile, he was really in big trouble now.

"Your Highness, please wait here while I go ask Wang Meng."

Li Yuanzhao nodded weakly and sat back down, staring straight at the door of the delivery room.

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