"It's better than before, just tonight. If it doesn't regenerate tonight, it will be boiled for the induced delivery soup."

Wenpo said.

Qin Muxiu held Zhao Jiner's soft and cold little hand, and looked at her who was almost dying, and her heart felt ache.

Thousands of words came to my mouth and turned into a sentence, "Persevere, I'm here."

The pain became stronger and stronger. Zhao Jiner had no strength to talk to him, but just nodded weakly.

However, Wen Po's words came true.

The pain that tortures people to death is not worth the effort, lasts until late at night, but the fetus in the abdomen still has no intention of coming out.

The woman didn't dare to wait any longer and started to make the soup for induced labor.

Zhao Jiner actually has a better prescription for inducing labor, but she really has no sense or strength to tell her.

Now she is determined to be relieved.

I wish I could knock myself out.

The urination soup was brought over, and she swallowed it in one bite without thinking.

I didn’t expect that this soup would work miraculously. Not long after I took it, the pain became stronger and stronger.

When she didn't drink, Zhao Jiner wanted to drink early and over-birth, so she quickly unloaded the small thing; after drinking it, she began to regret it.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

It was like thousands of war horses trampling on her waist for a moment.

The pain before was at least intermittent, but now, there are still no gaps after another, like a sharp rain falling, like a war drum hitting.

The previous hissing turned into a wail that was higher than a few.

It seemed that every time she screamed, her life was taken away.

The pillowcase at the head of the bed was scratched by her.

Qin Muxiu was frightened by her appearance and grabbed Wen Po's arm tightly, "What's going on with my wife? It's not so difficult for others to have children!"

The woman in the stable woman also sweats on her forehead. She has delivered so many children, so Zhao Jiner can indeed be considered a difficult birth.

Old Mrs. Qin also felt sorry for her grandson’s wife, “Is the fetal position not right?”

Wen Po shook his head, "I have touched the fetal position early in the morning. It's very correct. Your little lady is a doctor, so she should know it."

"How come it was so slow! My eldest granddaughter-in-law gave birth to her first child, and she had been born in two days. Why has she been born for almost four days and not yet? The fetal water has been broken for so long!"

"This..." Wen Po didn't know what to say, "I thought, maybe your little lady is too slim and her pelvis is not open, so it's so difficult..."

As soon as he finished the pain, his mind was a little clear-headed. When Zhao Jiner heard this, she was completely confused.

The pelvis is not opened, isn’t that the same as Pan Yu at that time?

Could it be that she has to spread her hips apart, right?

When she was trying to save her life, she started to act quickly, but when she thought of betraying herself, she was so scared that she was so scared that she lost her soul.

Tears fell down as well.

"I won't give birth, it hurts so much. I won't give birth... Save me... Please save me..."

Qin Muxiu heard her call for help and cried, his heart shattered into powder.

"Is there any way to save her? She has been in pain for so long!"
Chapter completed!