Moonlight and Xingqing

Tianshu and Tianquan both knew how bad Han Qing's situation was, and Qi Lang's face changed even more in panic, for the always optimistic Wan Qiqianxi to say the word "troublesome".

Perhaps it was due to the weakening of the labor pains. Han Qing slept very soundly and slept for nearly two hours before waking up.

Before calling someone in, he felt his pulse first, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. How could it still be like this after so long.

Han Qing's inconspicuous movement alarmed Qi Lang and the others who were guarding the house.

Qi Lang hurried over and asked with a smile: "Qing'er, how do you feel? Do you want to eat something?" He remembered that Han Qing only used less than half a bowl of porridge for breakfast and lunch, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Brother Lang, I'm not hungry." Han Qing shook her head slightly, "You'd better help me get up and walk for a while." The child didn't move for a long time, and he had a bad feeling.

"Qing'er, can you hold on? Don't force yourself." Although she had rested for a short time, Han Qing's face still showed an unhealthy paleness.

"I'm fine..." Han Qing gritted her teeth, took Qi Lang's hand, and sat up slowly.

Qi Lang couldn't resist Han Qing, so he had to take his coat and put it on him, and was about to help him get out of bed, when he heard Wan Qiqian exclaimed, "The amniotic fluid broke!" His voice implied a bit of panic.

Han Qing's heart skipped a beat, she was really afraid of something happening so fast.

Tianquan said anxiously: "Qian Xi, how good is this?" He thought that when Han Ye and Han Ming were born, the amniotic fluid was broken first, and he suffered a lot for this, and Ming'er almost died. It was Xio who rescued their father and son, but his body was still at the root of the disease at that time, so that he had to sacrifice all his skills to barely save his life.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Wan Qiqian calmed down and said with a smile, "Qing'er is about to give birth!"

His expression was very normal, as if he was asking if he had eaten, but both Tianshu and Tianquan had experienced multiple births, so how could he not know that Han Qing's current situation is not good, in case Qian Qianxi really The only one who can be comforted is Qi Lang.

"Uncle Wancheng, remember what you promised me!"

Feeling that the mattress under her body was becoming more and more wet, Han Qing's heart cooled down little by little.

He knew that the child's birth would not be smooth, but this situation was still beyond his expectation.

The amniotic fluid has already broken, but the child has not moved. If it continues like this, he dare not think about the consequences.

"Uncle Wancheng, what did you promise Qing'er without telling me?"

Qi Lang was a little puzzled, he just went out to prepare breakfast for Qing'er, how did he reach an agreement with Wan Qi Qian Xi that he didn't know about.

Wan Chengqian bowed his head and said nothing, but if he speaks now, he will offend both sides.

"Qian Xi, tell me!" Tianshu's tone was very calm, but Wan Qi Qian Xi had no reason to remain silent.

"Qing'er's water broke earlier, but the baby hasn't shown signs of coming out. If she doesn't give birth again, I'm afraid it will be dangerous... Qing'er wants me to protect the baby first..."

"Is there no other way?" Tianquan asked tremblingly, he still remembered Wan Qiqian said that Qing'er's current body could not use medicine.

"It's possible to press the tire, but the child is not moving now, and he can't cooperate at all. If he presses it down forcibly, it will probably be damaged; you can also use scissors, but Qing'er..."

Tianquan was dumbfounded when he heard this, and unconsciously grabbed the hand of Tianshu beside him.

Han Qing thought for a while, looked at Qi Lang who was sitting beside him looking silly, and said quietly: "Brother Lang, I want Rong'er..."

Looking at the incredibly calm Han Qing, Qi Lang wasn't surprised, but his heart ached unbearably.

He helped him wipe away the tears from his cheeks, and said in a choked voice: "Qing'er..." His eyes were a little far away, and his tone was full of bitterness, "You have heard what Uncle Wancheng said, if you use scissors, you will definitely... ...Let's get a tire pressure, the child may..."

"Brother Lang, don't..." Han Qing was in a mess and didn't know what it was like.

For him, Brother Lang was willing to give up Rong'er. This was something he could think of, and he couldn't accept it. It was their Rong'er, how could he be willing.

"But I'm even more afraid of losing you!" After Qi Lang finished speaking, he hugged Han Qing tightly, afraid that if he let go, he would attack him if he wanted to.

"No, no!" Han Qing said loudly: "Brother Lang, he is Rong'er, the one we have been looking forward to for four years, why are you reluctant to let him go?"

Han Qing didn't finish her sentence. If they lost this child, they might never have a child of their own again. Even if they had, he would not be Rong'er.

There was water in the corner of Qi Lang's eyes, he tried hard not to look at Han Qing's sad expression, but turned to look at the two fathers, he thought they would support his decision.

"Qing'er, we all know that you want this child very much, but he...is he really more important than anything else? You are reluctant to lose Rong'er, but the king and father are even more reluctant to lose you!"

Tianquan's voice was a little choked up, how could his Qing'er face such a difficult choice.

"Father, I'm sorry! I'm sorry..." Han Qing grabbed Tianquan's hand, her eyes were extremely firm, "I remember when I was young, my grandmother told me that I was also very dangerous when I was born. Wang, you gave up on me, but you didn't..." Tianquan was silenced by Han Qing.

Tianshu opened his lips slightly, as if about to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Brother Lang..." Han Qing turned her eyes back to Qi Lang, "Touch Rong'er again, he's full term, he must really want to come out..."

A needle can be heard in the room, everyone is looking at Qi Lang, waiting for his decision, he leans a little weakly on the bedside shelf, expressionless on his face.

After a while, Qi Lang stood up slowly, and said to Wan Qiqian: "Uncle Wan Qi, you can do it!"

His voice was hoarse, but his tone was calm and determined.

"No! You can't do this! You can't let Rong'er go!" Han Qing didn't care about anything else, he struggled to grab Qi Lang's sleeve, "Brother Lang, you can't!"

"Father, Father, please help me persuade Brother Lang, I don't want to give up Rong'er..."

Qi Lang sat down again, hugged Han Qing, and said softly: "Qing'er, listen to me..."

There was unconcealable sadness in the depths of his eyes, "If you get a flat tire, both you and the child may survive..." If you use scissors, there is only one result.

"No, no!" Han Qing hugged Qi Lang's arm and wept softly.

His current situation is different from that of ordinary pregnant women. Others have a flat tire, mostly because the fetus is too large or the fetal position is not correct, but the fetus itself is still pushing down, but it is just a lack of strength. The technique is proper, the fetus will not be damaged.

But he was different. After tossing for a long time, his contractions almost stopped, and the labor pains became lighter and lighter. Without the cooperation of the fetus, if he was forced out, the child would be alive and seriously injured. Because of the consequences, he dared not try.

"Qian Xi, is there really no other way?" Tian Shu asked unwillingly, he even thought of Shuo Wang.

"Qing'er's body can't be treated with medicine, he can't bear it..." Wan Chengqian shook his head, he thought of taking the child by caesarean section, but he was not Ruoli, he was not sure that he could keep Han Qing.

"Ru'er, I'm sorry!" Qi Lang finally reached out to touch Han Qing's stomach with a resolute expression.

It's not that the father doesn't want you, but the father is reluctant to part with your father. If you want to complain, then blame the father. Your father loves you more than anyone else...

"Brother Lang, Rong'er, Rong'er is moving again..." Han Qing said pleasantly, could this child really understand what they said, and he wanted to see them alive, yes, it must be so.

Wan Qiqian rushed forward to feel the pulse, and found that Han Qing's already weakened uterine contractions showed signs of strengthening, so he decided to do it immediately. If the child could cooperate, the impact of the tire pressure on him would be much less.

"Brother Lang, I'm in pain...uh..." Wan Chengqian hit her hands hard, and just after rubbing them a few times, Han Qing hugged her belly and moaned, her pretty brows knit together.

"Uncle Wancheng, can you be gentle?" Qi Lang felt distressed and couldn't stand it any longer.

Wan Qiqian ignored him and continued rubbing on Han Qing's stomach, causing Han Qing to groan in pain.

Fortunately, Han Qing's hard work was not in vain. When it was completely dark, the palace entrance was almost half opened, which made everyone's hearts hang in mid-air, and fell a little.

But there is also bad news, that is, the amniotic fluid broke too early, that is, Wan Qiqianxi deliberately raised the lower body for Han Qing when he pressed the tire, but after so long tossing, the amniotic fluid is almost drained. By the time the cervix is ​​fully dilated, it will most likely be dry.

Han Qing had a hard time living inside, and Yaer Haiqing also waited anxiously outside.

Alie Guqi watched him go round and round in the yard since getting up in the morning until it was dark, and finally couldn't stand it any longer, so she persuaded him and wanted him to sit down quietly so as not to make people dizzy.

It's a pity that Yaer Haiqing is flustered now and was looking for a place to vent, when Alie Guqi hit the gun.

"My son's life or death is uncertain, how do you let me calm down? Standing and talking will not hurt my back..."

"Unreasonable!" Alie Guqi was also not a good-tempered person, and immediately pushed back.

"I dare say my son is not your grandson, if you don't want to wait, go out!" Yaerhai was furious.

"It wasn't originally!" Qi Lang was Tianshu's son, not his, Alie Guqi slandered.

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The next chapter of the steamed stuffed bun comes out, so I want to make a new hole in the conclusion, what should I do~~

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