Chapter 1 Dystocia
"Hurry, hurry up, heat the water."
"Quick, call the doctor, my wife is having a difficult delivery."
"Oh my god, so much blood..."
Following a commotion of ping pong, Bai Ningxiang's heart sank as she fell into a semi-conscious state. Fortunately, the severe pain in her body made her a little more conscious.
"What's going on?"
Unfortunately, the delivery room was chaotic, and no one heard her question at all.
Bai Ningxiang frowned and tried to open her eyes, only to find the two little girls shivering standing by the bed. As for the midwife she had prepared in advance, her personal maid and mother-in-law were all gone.
"Ah, sister, you finally woke up." As she spoke, a woman in a crimson dress covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and bent down. "Don't worry, sister, it's just a bit difficult to give birth. I've already called the doctor."
"Why are you here...where is the midwife? Where is the maid?"
"My sister has a problem, and the maids and mothers are in a hurry. Those who boil water, those who call for doctors, are busy. As for the midwife, she couldn't even serve my sister's delivery well, and was kicked out by her husband... ·Find an experienced midwife for my sister.”
Bai Ningxiang glared at the gorgeous woman in front of her. She was her husband's favorite concubine and his cousin Tian Wanhua. This woman who only knows how to be a demon sneaked in during her delivery with evil intentions.
"... You go out, let the husband come in." The pain of her body made her unable to think calmly, and could only roar exhausted.
"Sister is confused. How can a husband in such a filthy place come in? It's better for me to guard my sister." Tian Wanhua covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, her voice was gentle, but she couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes. "I'll say it again, let Jiang Wenxue come in and get out..."
After being the wife of a foreign minister for a year, and with all these years of hard work, Tian Wanhua has long developed her unique majesty and momentum. Under her gaze, Tian Wanhua took a step back unconsciously.
Bai Ningxiang knew that it would be difficult for her to pass this level, but she was unwilling to give in. She wanted to know what she had done wrong? Let them take action when they are most vulnerable?
Just when Tian Wanhua was about to speak, the door curtain was opened, and Jiang Wenxue, wearing moon-white uniforms, walked in,
"I'm here, what else do you have, say it."
Bai Ningxiang tried her best to open her eyes, but her eyes were bloodshot, her vision was blurred, and her face was a bit ferocious. She stared in disbelief at her husband, who used to be quite gentle. He was so indifferent and indifferent that her life and death seemed not worth mentioning to him.
"Why?" He exhausted all his energy and asked the question deep in his heart.
Jiang Wenxue looked at her quietly, blood soaking the bedside. For a moment, a trace of pity seemed to flash in his eyes. Thinking of the usual gossip, the guilt in his heart immediately disappeared.
"You are in danger of giving birth at an advanced age. Don't worry, I will give you the dignity you deserve afterwards." After saying this, he ignored the shock in her eyes and left.
Decent?
If her life is gone, what else does she care about about dignity?
For more than ten years, she had worked for the Jiang family, supporting a large family with her own strength. In order for him to take a step forward, she did not hesitate to sacrifice her face and ask for her adoptive brother. Otherwise, how could he, a poor student, be able to sit in the Ministry of Ceremonies? The position of Yuanwailang?
Even if you don't get any gratitude, now you actually want her life?
(End of chapter)