[2] THE LITTLE DARLING WIFE WHO IS A DIVINE DOCTOR SAVED THE ENTIRE FAMILY

Ch 463 - 464

C463: I’m a mother willing to take ten years off my life.

This time when helping Ranran turn the fetus, He Ziming had planned in advance that if his sister couldn't stand the pain, he could only succeed in turning the fetus.

What He Ziming didn't expect was that Ranran turned out to be so strong that during the whole process of helping her turn the fetus, Ranran didn't even moan once.

It was because of this that He Ziming was completely determined to help clear her birth canal.

Ranran cried out in pain, only after He Ziming started to help clear her birth canal. That kind of pain was really not something ordinary people could withstand.

What comforted He Ziming was that although his sister was suffering a bit more, successfully clearing the birth canal meant not only that she wouldn't face difficulties during labor on one hand, but more importantly, the speed at which the child would be born would also be very fast.

At this moment, although there were still big beads of sweat on He Ziming's forehead and his speech was slightly panting, none of this could stop the corners of his mouth that had begun curving up.

When Madam He heard that her daughter was fine, she didn't know where she got the strength. She went forward and pushed Ziming aside to barge in.

Yes, she barged in. It looked to others as if she was afraid someone would continue to stop her.

After the treatment, in order for He Zhiran to rest well, He Ziming used silver needles to pierce her sleep acupoints, so He Zhiran was already asleep now.

Mo Jiuye didn't leave. Instead, he used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and from time to time he would reach out to tidy her slightly messy hair.

When Madam He came to the bed and saw her sleeping daughter, she finally couldn't hold back her tears and cried out loud.

"Ranran, you have suffered... woo woo... "

As she spoke, she turned to the door, put her palms together and prayed,

"Merciful Heaven, I beg you to open your eyes and stop tormenting my daughter. As long as she can give birth smoothly, I, her mother, am willing to give up ten years of my life..."

Old Lady Mo also felt distressed for her daughter-in-law. Although she didn't see He Zhiran's screams at the scene just now.

As someone who lived with her every day, she knew He Zhiran very well. This girl had a tough temperament, not like other daughters-in-law who would cry at everything.

If it hadn't been too painful just now, she would never have shouted like that.

Thinking of this, Old Lady Mo's eyes became wet. She quickly took out a handkerchief and casually dabbed them before coming to the bed.

"Jiuye, mother will stay with Ranran. You take Ziming to rest."

He Ziming was Jiuye’s brother-in-law, and they were of the same generation, so it was most appropriate for him to host Ziming.

Jiuye was reluctant to leave Zhiran, and was about to turn around.

But He Ziming didn't mean to leave.

He solemnly said to Mo Jiuye, "Ranran is likely to go into labor in the morning, so we should get the midwife here as soon as possible."

Although He Ziming was a gynecological genius, there was no precedent for a man to deliver babies in this era.

The best he could do was to stand outside the delivery room and direct things when there were special circumstances.

Or if the parturient really couldn't make it, her family would have to cover her properly first before He Ziming went in to treat her.