Chapter 121 What golden eggs did Yang lay?
Shen Zhi came out and told He Junjie that the mother was in critical condition and agreed to a caesarean section, but I still need to explain the risks of a caesarean section to your family. When Yang Wanqing's parents heard that a caesarean section was going to be performed, they burst into tears.
Shen Zhi asked them to make a decision as soon as possible as the woman in labor could not wait any longer.
"I'll listen to you, Miss Shen. You must save my daughter's life." Yang Wanqing's mother said crying.
The He family also agreed, but they must protect the adults if there is any emergency.
Shen Zhi asked Song Rou to guard the gate and not let anyone in.
After hearing this, He Junjie immediately called the palace soldiers to guard the delivery room to prevent anyone from disturbing Shen Zhi.
Shen Zhi went in confidently, closed the door, changed into surgical clothes, disinfected herself, and asked the midwife to do the same. After the midwife changed her clothes, she assisted her.
Shen Zhi gave Yang Wanqing anesthesia and told her not to be afraid and that she would be able to see her child after she woke up. Yang Wanqing felt her consciousness becoming increasingly blurred, not knowing whether she could wake up. She slowly fell asleep with tears in her eyes.
Shen Zhi had been disinfecting the room, unable to create a sterile environment, so she could only try to create a sterile environment. She took out a surgical knife and cut a hole in the belly of the parturient, and blood immediately gushed out.
Even though the midwife was mentally prepared, she couldn't help but shiver.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay. Just cooperate with me now, and we will work together to help her get through this difficult time."
After hearing what Shen Zhi said, the midwife felt much more relaxed. She handed her the scissors and pliers and wiped her sweat as Shen Zhi asked.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the operation was proceeding in an orderly manner.
Outside the delivery room, the old man's illegitimate son He Anhua and his wife and his son He Junwen also hurried over.
"Dad, what are you doing? Why did Junwen's wife make you angry? It's too rude of you to let her kneel on the ground like this." He Anhua said to the old man, but his eyes were glaring at his elder brother.
"Yes, grandpa, Yao is the one who is most filial to you. Don't be blinded by that villain and blame her wrongly." He Junwen defended his wife and helped Yao up on his own initiative.
The old man was so angry that he kicked He Junwen in the chest. He Junwen lost his balance and fell to the ground along with Yao.
Madam He Er hurried forward to help her son up, her face full of heartache, and said angrily: "Dad, you are too partial to my eldest brother's family. Aren't my husband and Junwen your children and grandchildren? I want to see what kind of golden eggs Yang has laid that are worthy of my daughter-in-law kneeling down to pray to her, and not afraid of not being able to bear two lives." After that, Madam He Er rushed to the delivery room.
Mrs. He's words completely angered everyone, and everyone stopped her. The first wife slapped her hard. It was not easy for her father-in-law to discipline her, a woman, but she dared.
"Come here, tie her up and throw her into the ancestral hall," the eldest lady ordered.
Soon, several old women came forward and tied up Madam He Er.
He Wanqing's mother, Madam Yang, almost fainted when she heard what she said. Now she calmed down and couldn't help but come over and slap Madam He Er in the face, "Do you think that He Wanqing has no family? A concubine's wife dares to show off in front of the legitimate son. My son's life and death are in danger because of the vicious Yao. If she gets even a hair on her head, I will make Yao pay."
Madam He was slapped twice in a row. She became so angry that she rushed over and tried to knock Madam Yang down.
"Go and stop her quickly. Didn't you hear what the eldest lady said?" the old man roared.
The old women grabbed Madam He Er and dragged her away.
"father……"
"Shut up! Take that little beast you gave birth to and go back." The old man interrupted He Anhua.
The second wife's father and son left indignantly.
"Wa wah wah..." The sound of a baby crying was heard inside.
"It's born, it's born." People outside shouted excitedly.
But then everyone's eyes turned red, and they were all worried about Yang Wanqing. Can a woman who has a caesarean section really survive? Everyone was worried.
At this time, Shen Zhi had already started to suture the wound of the mother. Her technique was skillful and her concentration was complete.
It was the first time for the midwife to see a person’s wound being sewn up like clothes.
Soon, everything was completed smoothly. Shen Zhi sat on the ground, his whole body soaked.
The midwife was so scared that she hurried over to help her. Shen Zhi waved her hands and said, "I'm fine. I'm just too tired. I'll sit down for a while. Please help her clean up and change her clothes."
The midwife quickly agreed.
Shen Zhi rested for a while, and waited until Yang Wanqing changed her clothes before getting up and opening the door.
The Yang family and the He family rushed over and watched Shen Zhi announce the verdict eagerly.
"It's okay. She will wake up once the anesthetic wears off. Congratulations. Both mother and child are safe."
The mother and child were both safe, and everyone finally relaxed. Madam Yang couldn't help but burst into tears.
"However, everyone should pay attention to her tonight. She must not have a fever. If she shows any fever, notify me immediately." Shen Zhi said.
Everyone's hearts, which had just been relieved, were immediately tightened again.
"My sister is still in danger, right?" Yang Wantang asked worriedly.
Shen Zhi smiled and comforted him, "Don't be too nervous. Fever is a normal phenomenon. Even if he really has a fever, just give him an injection of antipyretic medicine."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Shen Zhi called Yang Wanqing's personal maid and told her the precautions for post-caesarean section care. She also told He Junjie that the second child must be born two years later, otherwise the wound will not heal well and there is a risk of the wound bursting when the belly grows larger.
He Junjie even said that he would never have another child.
The old man thanked her and said he would come to visit her in person after he finished his household affairs.
Not long after Shen Zhi left, Yang Wanqing woke up. She looked at the familiar faces guarding her in the room and couldn't believe that she was still alive. The pain from the incision in her abdomen was so real.
"Where is the child?" Yang Wanqing's heart suddenly tightened when she thought of the fetus in her belly.
"The child is fine. The wet nurse has taken him out. He's a fat boy. Wanqing, thank you for your hard work." He Junjie said.
Yang Wanqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, but because she was too tired, she fell into a deep sleep again.
Mrs. Yang was worried that her daughter's condition might have changed, so she didn't dare to go back and stayed by her daughter's side all night. Fortunately, Yang Wanqing slept soundly all night and didn't have a fever until she woke up at dawn. Everyone finally felt relieved.
In the next two days, Shen Zhi came to give Yang Wanqing a routine postpartum checkup and gave her an IV. Yang Wanqing recovered well and was able to get out of bed and walk slowly.
Mrs. Yang thanked him continuously with joy. Her daughter was finally out of danger.
On the fifth day after Yang Wanqing gave birth, the Yang family and the He family came to thank Shen Zhi. Even the white-haired old man came, as well as the respected members of the Yang and He families.
They came with a grand ceremony, with gongs and drums, servants carrying whole pigs and sheep, and people behind them carrying wine jars, carrying loads of grain, cloth, and firecrackers. This is the highest etiquette for thanking people for saving their lives.
More and more people came to watch the fun along the way, and by the time we arrived at Shitou Village, it was packed with people.