Chapter 1124

Chu Yunyao had exhausted all her strength, and now she was lying on the bed, she didn't even have the strength to shout, her stomach was convulsed and painful, her hair and clothes were wet with sweat.

The thatched hut was filled with a strong smell of blood, warm water was brought in continuously, and blood was poured out continuously.

The midwife helped to caress Chu Yunyao's stomach: "The fetal position is upright. This is your first child. The opening of the cervix is ​​a bit slow. You need to save some strength and wait until the cervix is ​​fully opened before using more force."

Chu Yunyao half-closed her eyes, wishing she could knock her head unconscious and pass out.

If someone, like her, can deliver a baby by caesarean section, she won't suffer such a big crime.

Mo Jinyu held her hand, feeling powerless like never before.

He folded the veil and put it in her mouth, let her bite, whispered in her ear and kept encouraging her: "Be patient, bear it any longer, and the child will be born.

Don't sleep, hold on for a while.

Falling from such a high mountain, he can keep it. This child must be destined for you and Ling Yuan.

She must be very cute when she is born, and she must look exactly like Ling Yuan.

Yun Yao, don't sleep, open your eyes and look at me.

I'll pour some water for you to drink. "

Mo Jinyu poured warm water, put some honey in it, and fed it to her mouth, "Drink some water."

Chu Yunyao almost lost the strength to even move, and lay softly on the bed, no matter how much the midwife cheered her up, she couldn't respond.

Mo Jinyu supported the back of her neck, raised her head, and poured honey water into her mouth: "Yunyao, drink some water, and if you persist, Ling Yuan will find us soon."

"Ling Yuan." When Chu Yunyao heard Mo Lingyuan's name, her scattered thoughts gathered a little, she opened her mouth to drink the bowl of honey water, and whispered Mo Lingyuan's name: "Ling Yuan, I'm in so much pain, Ling Yuan..."

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Mo Lingyuan woke up suddenly from his sleep, and kept thinking about the scene in the dream in his mind, his head hurt like it was about to burst.

Mu Qing and Duan Changyu took turns guarding outside the bedroom. Hearing the movement, Mu Qing hurried in. Seeing Mo Lingyuan desperately grabbing Mo's hair, he took out the painkiller from the drawer, poured a pill, and put it in Mo Lingyuan's mouth. In front of him: "Master, are you having nightmares again? Head hurts again? Take some medicine."

Mo Lingyuan put the medicine in his mouth and swallowed it directly.

"Master, the medicine is bitter, drink some water to moisten your throat." Mu Qing poured water and put it by his hand.

Mo Lingyuan pushed the cup aside, "Do you know what my handsome dreamed tonight?"

Mu Qing: "..."

Ever since the young lady fell off the cliff, the grandfather fell into a coma for three days. After waking up, he began to suffer from insomnia all night long. He finally fell asleep and had nightmares again and again.

I tried all kinds of methods, and took all kinds of medicines. Miss Mo and Dr. Zhang had their hearts broken, but they didn't cure my grandfather's insomnia.

Grandpa's temper became more irritable and irritable day by day, his emotions became more and more difficult to control, and he was always on the verge of collapse and explosion.

The person who tied the bell needs to be untied, and the heart medicine needs to be treated for heart disease.

Mu Qing originally wanted to talk about what he had dreamed in front of his father, why he would wake up from the nightmare every night, and whether it was related to the young lady.

But the young lady seemed to be taboo for the master, he didn't dare to mention it or ask, so he could only bear it silently.

Seeing that Mo Lingyuan brought it up on his own initiative, he hurriedly asked, "What did you dream about?"

There was a wry smile on the corner of Mo Lingyuan's lips, and there was deep regret, self-blame, guilt and mockery in his voice: "Ben Shuai closed his eyes, it was the sound of her calling my name when she fell to the bottom of the cliff, over and over again in this The sound echoed in Shuai's ears, and the sound was clearer than the sound.

Ben Shuai's mind is full of her bloody appearance when she fell to the bottom of the cliff.

Tonight, Ben Shuai dreamed that she had a dystocia..."