Chapter 314: Because I like warmth, 118

At that moment, the whole warmth of the brain was empty, and I couldn’t think of anything.
All the strength is drained.
The whole person seems to be dead.
The midwife picked up the little poor child, explored the breath, revealed a hint of joy, and said to her: "Girl, congratulations, you are happy."
The number of warmth moved the pale lips slightly, but in the end it was still faint.
The maternity patted the child's little hand gently, but the child closed his eyes, but he could not cry. When the midwife saw it, he quickly called the doctor in.
At the same time, Jing Che and Xuan Ji also came in together.
The room was filled with the smell of blood, dead and heavy.
The terrible thing is that after the doctor's diagnosis, the mother and the daughter were not separated from the danger, especially the number of warmth, excessive blood loss, and only a slight sigh of breath.
The doctor immediately let his apprentice go to pick up the medicine, he continued to give a few warm acupuncture, and told Jing Che: "Look at her acupoint, let her feel the pain."
Jing Che according to the doctor's work, he stared at the pale the bed, a dry tear on her cheek, the eyelashes hang down wet, the skin is bloodless, the paper is generally transparent cold White.
Even her little hand fell cold on the bedside and was held tightly by him.
Her body was tied with a few needles, and I didn’t know it was really painful. She squinted slightly, and her tears slid down the tears in her eyes...
He tried very hard, pressed her acupuncture points very hard, his eyes were complicated and painful, and he couldn’t tell whether he was fierce or sad.
On the other hand, the doctor and the expectant mother are rescued the warm little daughter. The child is too small to be born, and it is difficult to produce. It is a miracle to live out of the mother's womb. The rest, it depends on the child's creation.
When everyone is busy, when the mother and daughter are completely out of danger, it is already in the middle of the night.
Chen Bo gave a heavy thanks to the doctor and the expectant mother. After they were sent away, the palace was still dead.
Xuan Jiu is in another room, watching the little baby who fell asleep on the small bed, feeling very heavy.
This child is so small and small.
However, despite this smallness, the outline is already very clear, and it is very similar to the number of warmth. The little man has a tearful eye next to his left eye. The small mouth is pink and tender, like a small peach.
It’s very boring.
I can even think of how beautiful this child will be when she grows up.
However, the doctor said that the child is in trouble later.
From birth to now, the children have not cried...
How can Xuan Jiu not worry about...
When Chen Bo came to see the child, he also sighed. "Small nine, you go to rest, I am going to guard the children."
Xuanjiu shook his head: "I can't sleep, and Ache is also guarding the princess. The doctor confessed, if there is any situation, I should go to him in time."
Chen Bo quietly wiped his tears. "This child... is really a bitter..."
Xuan Jiuqiang Yan Huan laughed: "No, the princess and the baby will definitely be safe."
The thunderstorms outside, such weather, is too difficult for the newly produced children and the newly born children.
Chen Bo specially invited a lactating mother to take care of the children, and no one dared to relax in the child.
The number is warm, and I have not woken up from beginning to end.
She launched a high fever in the middle of the night, and the fever did not retreat. The doctor rushed over and rescued several times, and finally pulled the person back from the ghost gate, but whether her body can survive is another problem.