Chapter 1753: Three hundred thirty one

Chapter 1753 Chapter 331: After
Following the explanation from the doctor Lu Xuening, Tang Luo's face became darker and darker.
Although he does not understand childbirth, he understands martial arts, and he knows more about how powerful the martial artist's power is. Therefore, in his presupposition, childbirth is not dangerous at all. But now listening to Lu Xuening's statement, it seems that there is something in it. The risk is not small.
When Lu Xuening looked at Tang Luo’s expression, she knew that the king of Wushuang City was actually too optimistic. Although there were few cases of childbirth in the violent state, Baicao Xianfu, the highest medicine house in Longzhou, had also experienced a lot, but the overall data Not so gratifying, many times the husband has to make the hardest choice.
According to the doctor's concept, instead of waiting until the real danger emerges before reacting passively, it is better to put the worst situation at the beginning.
After careful consideration and organization of the language, Lu Xuening said to Tang Luo: "If"
"No if."
Before he finished speaking, Dean Wushuang interrupted in a deep voice: "This hospital doesn't like ifs. There are no ifs in this matter, let alone risks. If the delivery is not going well, Dr. Lu can try to go outside the lower abdomen. An incision is made and the child is taken out. However, this hospital must make it clear that no matter what happens, Dr. Lu is asked to ensure the safety of his wife as the first priority."
Doctors will always meet patients who do not understand medical skills but require a lot of patients. Most of the time, doctors can choose to avoid them, but when encountering a high-status and high-strength like Dean Wushuang, they naturally cannot be treated according to ordinary circumstances.
Therefore, Lu Xuening, who had just been interrupted by Tang Luo, was already complaining in her heart, fearing that the other party would propose such harsh conditions as the best of both worlds.
But when Tang Luo said that an incision could be made outside Yunxiu's lower abdomen to assist in childbirth, her eyes lit up.
Doctors are more sensitive to this matter than ordinary people. Although it is slightly rougher than the traditional medicine-stone-based and exercise-guided medical techniques, it is still a way to try.
After all, the martial arts of the fierce state are tyrannical, even if a hole is opened in the stomach, as long as the stitching is timely, there is no danger.
If the childbirth is not smooth, this can be a life-saving method.
I thought that this was all the surprises Tang Luo gave, but when he later heard that he should put the mother body as the priority, Lu Xuening was really shocked.
She looked at the man in front of her so well, as if she had met for the first time.
It is difficult to give birth in the fierce state, not to mention the grandmaster and the king. If nothing happens, the child in Yun Xiu's belly may be the only heir of the man in front of him.
No matter how prosperous the Tang clan people will be in the future, if Yun Xiu's belly child is lost, then Tang Luo will have broken the incense.
Under this circumstance, there is no choice. At least in Lu Xuening's impression, the few fierce women who were sent to the Baicao Xianfu to be given birth all face the same requirements.
That is to keep the child in the mother's belly at all costs.
Medical skills are tools, and doctors are just people who master tools. Most of the time, they have no way to refuse such requests, especially when the opponent is extremely powerful.
Lu Xuening's remarks just now were just to win more opportunities for Yun Xiu, because the company of the past few months has made the two of them close friends who talk about everything. She didn't want to hear that cruel word from Tang Luo. .
She thought she had found her true life, she suddenly found out that her close friend was not bad luck.
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Yuanzhou Passenger Ship
"Mother, don't cry, my son is fine, he doesn't hurt at all, oops"
"Mother, don't cry. It's okay. You will always be injured. Zilin is even more miserable. He may not get up now."
Tang Zilin, with a blue nose and a swollen face, grinned and comforted the Miaozhu who was applying medicine to him. Even if she had become the mistress, the woman still maintained that soft and weak temperament, not good at expressing, and she would only wipe her tears when something happened. Grievance will only be kept in mind.
Seeing that my child was wounded again, he only shed tears and wiped the medicine.
In the other warehouse, Tang Ziqi, with a swollen forehead, was also bandaging, while his mother Tang Zhen was sitting not far away and sternly reprimanding him.
"You and Zilin are brothers. Even if you want to learn from each other, you should find a quiet place in private. In front of so many people, others will think our son is bullying."
"Mother, you don’t know. Brother Zilin is unwilling to learn from others in the martial arts hall. If he finds a secluded place, he will definitely avoid the battle and surrender. Only when he is on the deck, he will do his best. point!"
Tang Zilin screamed to make the servants show mercy, clutching his forehead and taking a cold breath. After a while, he said: "My son knows that every time he gets hurt, Erniang will cry in sorrow, so the son Lin will not be willing to be with him over time. Others have learned from each other, but there is no way that Xiwu is not injured. If you don’t get hurt now, you will die in the future. Others can ignore it, don’t I care about it, it’s so painful."
Listening to his son's yelling from Brother Zilin, Tang Zhen's brows wrinkled slightly: "You two seem to be born differently. The reason why you named you Ziqi is to make you stand up, you know."
"Son knows."
Tang Ziqi, who was holding his forehead, smiled slyly: "But there is an orderly birth, and the birth date is fixed. Even if the son is called Father Qi, Brother Zilin is Brother Zilin. Oh, what kind of medicine is this applying to the forehead? It hurts and the swelling disappears a lot."
As if to find something particularly interesting, Tang Ziqi stood up and stretched out his hand to Tang Zhen confidently.
"What are you doing?"
"Get the medicine and send something to Brother Zilin."
...
Anxiety, irritability.
The king's emotional discomfort caused the rules in the king's body to tremble, so that the clouds over the entire Chixia Mountain changed color.
The thunder rolled in the dark clouds, descending lower and lower, and the anxious king paced in the courtyard.
It wasn't that he had never thought about peeking with God pupils, but after a glance, he felt even worse, so he simply ignored it.
Finally, after suffering for no idea how long, a tender and crisp baby cry came from the delivery room.
Lu Xuening walked out of the room holding a small satin-wrapped thing, and was about to say to Tang Luo when he saw Wushuang Academy approaching.
Crumpled, like a red dumpling
This was Tang Luo's first impression of his child. After a brief glance, he broke into the delivery room and leaned in front of Yunxiu's bed. He poured his innate energy into the woman's body like money, holding his hands and asked warmly: " Madam worked hard, how do you feel now."
"it hurts"
The woman lying on the bed with sweaty head and white lips seemed to be aggrieved, and said softly.
Hearing this, the dean raised the output of innate energy by another magnitude, and continued to comfort him.
Looking at the crooked couple in the delivery room, Lu Xuening hugged her little baby and couldn't laugh or cry.
(End of this chapter)