i made the emperor pregnant

It was Shi Zhi who came to diagnose the pulse every day and was in charge of conditioning, but to take a child by caesarean section, he still had to have experience in male caesarean section, Imperial Physician Xia Chunxia.The emperor suddenly became interested, and Xia Chun was summoned into the bedroom.

Shi Zhi was usually in charge of seeing the emperor, while Xia Chun was in charge of practicing the skills of caesarean section and suturing. During this time, there were thousands of pregnant animals that he bullied. Not long ago, he gave a full A sow weighing several hundred kilograms has taken piglets, and the sow and several piglets are currently healthy and safe.

Song Zi held the emperor's other hand tightly, staring at Xia Chun's expression intently, and when the other party let go of his hand to check the pulse, he said, "Yes."

Hearing these two words, Song Zi breathed a sigh of relief, but the other party said again: "But..." The heart that finally let go was lifted again.

Song Zi lost his patience: "But what, hurry up and say it."

"The caesarean section is very painful. If Mafeisan is used, His Majesty may pass out directly."

Xia Chun is an experienced doctor, but the one who gave birth is the emperor after all, so it is better to explain such an important matter in advance, otherwise he will drink a bowl of medicine and the emperor will be unconscious. He is afraid that he will be regarded as a poisoner and directly Being clicked, the head is gone.

Song Zi remembered one thing. In this era, there is no local anesthesia, only general anesthesia. Generally, mandala flowers are used together with some other poisonous medicinal materials, or poisoned wine. The so-called anesthesia is actually to poison the patient. Then fell into a coma.When I woke up, the surgery was done.

Sima Yan said: "I don't need Ma Fei San."

Song Zi exclaimed: "A Yan, you are crazy! That hurts so much."

How could a squeamish person who couldn't stand the pain of being disemboweled on weekdays endure the pain of disembowelling.He couldn't stand the picture just by imagining it. In modern society, medical technology is so advanced that surgery is very scary, even without anesthesia.

Ling Yi also arrived at this time: "Your Majesty, the family members of Imperial Physician Shi and Imperial Physician Xia have all been brought to the palace, and they will pray for the seven beauties before His Majesty is safe."

After all, it was a big deal for the emperor to use a knife. They brought the women and children around these two people just in case.Most people are afraid of death, but they may be more afraid of the death of their loved ones.If someone took the lives of their closest relatives to ask them to betray the emperor, the emperor and the unborn little prince could not gamble on such loyalty with their own lives.

Ling Yi glanced at Imperial Physician Xia: "If the two imperial physicians are worried, you can get together with your family first to see if there is any omission. This is also for the sake of the two imperial physicians. After all, in the past two years, the capital has really It's not very peaceful, and the spies don't know if they've caught them, and if the thieves target the two of you, we can still protect Ichigo."

In history, some soldiers led hundreds of thousands of troops to go abroad. At the critical moment of recall, the emperor would take the women and children of the other party's family into the palace in the name of the queen, and treat them as hostages in disguise, mainly to prevent villains from fearing rebellion.Of course, if there is nothing wrong with each other, the minister's family members will get a lot of treasures and even orders as rewards.It can be said to be high risk, high return.

Xia Chun didn't have any intention of betrayal, so he naturally said frankly: "No need."

Shi Zhi originally wanted to go and see it, but when she heard this, she hesitated and shook her head: "I won't go, or if they ask, I won't be able to explain it."

"Ayan, don't worry, go to Mafeisan, I will guard you." Song Zi knew that Sima Yan might be very suspicious because of his childhood experience, always worried that others would harm him, so he didn't dare to stay in a coma , he whispered to Sima Yan, "I've also practiced during this time."

He hasn't been a soldier much these days, but he can still find patients. When he knew that Ah Yan was pregnant, he had been making preparations in this regard to ensure that he could be a backup in case of an emergency.

"Xiaoqi." Sima Yan grasped Song Zi's hand tightly, "I'll listen to Xiaoqi."

He didn't dare to entrust his life to the two imperial physicians, and he didn't want to experience the powerlessness of being mermaid.

"There is one more question." Doctor Xia looked a little heavy, "Mabeisan may not be effective for His Majesty, and the dose may be larger, but if the dose is increased, I don't know if it will be harmful to the fetus in His Majesty's womb. "

The emperor soaked in medicinal baths all year round, and the original blood could even be used as a universal antidote to detoxify Song Zi. Ordinary poisons would not have much effect on him, but the child in the emperor's womb, because the development was not particularly complete, might not be able to Withstood such a powerful medicinal effect.

Song Zi was anxious: "Then what should I do?!"

The emperor made a decisive decision: "Then don't wait, let's prepare things." The longer the delay, the bigger the child, and the higher the danger for him.

After Song Zi added based on the suggestions of later generations, all the people present changed into a set of clean clothes, and then wrapped their hair in clean headscarves. The hands of the operation were also disinfected with alcohol.

Alcohol was distilled and purified by him. Bandages, sharp enough scalpels, medical alcohol, catgut for sutures, sterilized needles... All these were prepared by him a long time ago. Besides, they A sterile environment was also created as much as possible.This was considered a major surgery, and what Song Zi was most afraid of was postoperative infection.

It took a total of one day to prepare these things, because the imperial doctors still need to rest, to ensure that they have enough mental strength, hot water, midwives, swaddling clothes for children, wet nurses, these are all in place and ready at any time.

Fortunately, the operation started smoothly and ended smoothly. It took less than one to half an hour, about three hours, from the time Xia Tai used a knife to cut open the emperor's belly, then took out the child, and then sewed the emperor up. A little more than a quarter of an hour.

Accompanied by the loud cry of the baby, everyone in this special delivery room full of bloody smell breathed a sigh of relief. Xia Chun and Shi Zhi took turns to check the pulse of the emperor, and then checked the condition of the newborn. He couldn't help but show joy on his face: "Your Majesty, I am very happy to have Lin'er."

They looked at the weak emperor on the bed, only to be stunned.

"Xiao Qi, don't cry." The emperor didn't care much about the newborn child, after all, there were a large group of nurses around the child, Sima Yan raised his hand with difficulty, trying to wipe away the queen's tears.

"I'm not crying, I'm not crying." The person who said this had uncontrollable tears rolling down his young and handsome face, and his usually cold voice was hoarse and choked.

Seeing Ah Yan raised his hand, Song Zi quickly held it with his own hand, then raised his sleeve with the other free hand and wiped it desperately, but after a while, the cloth was wet with completely uncontrollable tears.

He was also afraid that his tears would cause infection, so he sucked his nose hard to draw back the tears, and after a while his eyes became red: "Ayan..."

Song Zi wanted to ask if it was particularly painful, but his throat got stuck emotionally, and he couldn't say it at all.

Even though there are only less than five or ten minutes, Song Zi feels that a lifetime is such a long time. He seems to be standing on the edge of a cliff with his heart raised high. Shout, don't give birth, just stop giving birth!

The emperor, who is usually so afraid of pain, didn't make a sound during the whole process. Song Zi was afraid that he would bite his tongue because of the pain, so he took that pure white handkerchief and asked Sima Yan to bite. Wrinkled, the fingers are also white and blue, and the veins on the back of the hand are bulging.

"Don't cry, Xiaoqi, I just gave birth to a baby." Sima Yan said, "It's not really painful, I didn't cry at all, so don't cry, you're a father now, you can't cry anymore, I think It hurts all the time."

This was the first time he had seen Song Zi cry, and he would cry like this as soon as he cried, his nose was red, which was so cute.The main reason was that there were so many people present, he didn't want others to see his little Qi crying like this, and his hands were a bit dull, it was not convenient for Sima Yan to wipe Song Zi's tears.

Song Zi barely controlled his emotions. He still had a wife and children to take care of, so he couldn't fall down at such a critical moment: "Can you change the place?"

This room is too bloody and not suitable for the emperor to recuperate.

Xia Chun realized that it was the emperor who gave birth to the child, and he must pay attention: "Yes, your majesty can't move, please hug your majesty to change the bed."

The man was naturally embraced by Song Zi, and his movements were particularly cautious, like an antique lover treating priceless and fragile porcelain.

A new bed was replaced, and then a few big men were found to move the weakened emperor, including the bed, into a clean room.

He also glanced at the child, and of course he was very excited and happy, but he is definitely not as good at taking care of the child as the nanny. For the sake of the child, Song Zi even invited his own mother to come, and there is no need for her to do anything, just look at the child, afraid Swapping or something.

This possibility is actually very small, but the new father's mind is in a mess, so it's always right to make more preparations.

"Ayan, I've seen it. The child looks very healthy and looks like you. You're tired. Sleep well. I'll accompany you." Song Zi asked someone to build an extra bed and put it on the emperor's bed. He was afraid that he would accidentally squeeze into Sima Yan's wound.

Sleep is the best way to restore energy and heal wounds, and it won't hurt so much when you fall asleep.

Only then did Sima Yan say: "Don't sleep, I can't sleep."

He didn't use that kind of deliberately coquettish tone, he just said this very naturally, but Song Zi's tears were lost again, completely uncontrollable, that's right, this is a cesarean section, how could it not hurt .It hurts even if the hand is cut. Even if the wound is sewn up, there is no subsequent infection, but the distance is fully healed. It will take at least a while. Naturally, the pain will be so painful that I cannot sleep.

"Little Seven..."

Song Zi asked hoarsely, "What's wrong?"

The big beauty's hair was disheveled, and she had a weak and messy beauty. His voice was soft: "Why don't you kiss me, kiss me, and I won't hurt anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, a very light kiss landed on the fingertips of the two people, and then dense, rapid and extremely gentle kisses fell on the forehead, the tip of the nose, the soft lips, and even the fragile Adam's apple .

Of course, the sensitive and soft earlobes were not spared either, as the warm wind brushed against the ear, the voice that could make the emperor's restless heart sink softly said: "Sleep, I will always watch over you, and I won't go anywhere."

These kisses seemed to really have an analgesic effect, and the wound on the abdomen was no longer so obvious.Sima Yan's tense nerves relaxed, and deep fatigue swept over him. He finally closed his eyes and fell into a dark and sweet dreamland.