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Chapter 200 Qing Wan's Premature Birth

After getting the assurance from Chunya and Arong, Song Qingwan felt relieved.

She endured the pain of leg cramps and returned to her bedroom, then locked the door and went straight into the space.

Song Qingwan first changed into work clothes and tied up her hair, then checked the indicators of the instrument.

She found that Shen Jingyi's condition was very bad and his blood oxygen saturation was dropping rapidly.

At this time, his forehead was also very hot.

"Oops, this is an infection caused by inflammation of the wound."

Song Qingwan didn't know how to start for a moment. She calmed herself down and decided not to panic.

If Shen Jingyi died because of this, it would be a lifelong pain for her.

Song Qingwan decided to face the challenge head-on. She took out the most effective antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs and gave them all to Shen Jingyi.

Then they gave his limbs anesthesia, cut off the dead flesh on his body with a scalpel, sprinkled various strong hemostatic and anti-inflammatory drugs on them, and bandaged them.

Finally, the plasma was transfused into her. After all this, Song Qingwan was sitting on the ground and couldn't get up.

She had been pregnant for more than eight months and was about to give birth, so she did not have enough physical strength to complete all of this. It was only because Song Qingwan gritted her teeth and insisted on finishing it.

At this moment, her tense nerves relaxed and she could no longer hold on. Song Qingwan fell asleep beside Shen Jingyi's bed.

When she woke up, she didn't know how much time had passed. Song Qingwan quickly checked on Shen Jingyi's condition and found that his condition had stabilized.

Song Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief and flashed out of the space.

Only then did she realize that it was already dark outside and there was no sound at all.

It was really strange. Normally, if she didn't go out for a long time, Chunya and Arong would definitely be standing outside the door waiting for her, chattering.

Song Qingwan suddenly had a bad feeling. She quickly opened the door and went out, only to be greeted by a pungent smell of blood.

What happened? Where is Jin?

Song Qingwan quickly ran from the backyard to the front yard and found the bodies of the guards scattered all over the ground.

Arong and Chunya had disappeared, and she started shouting in panic.

"Chun Ya! A Rong! Where are you?"

But no one responded to her. Song Qing's legs went weak and she quickly held onto the wall to avoid falling.

She had some guess in her mind that it must have been done by the emperor.

She had understood the emperor's intention just now in the palace. She thought she would be safe once she left the palace and returned to Prince Huai's Mansion. However, she did not expect that the emperor wanted to kill her all.

It goes without saying that Zhao Huaijin must have been trapped in the palace by the emperor. So where did Chunya and Arong go? Are they in danger?

Thinking of this, Song Qingwan hurried to the gate of Prince Huai's mansion. She wanted to go into the palace to find Zhao Jin.

After running a few steps, she suddenly felt a pain in her lower abdomen, as if something had cracked in her stomach, and a stream of warm water flowed out from her lower body.

Song Qingwan was shocked and reached out to touch it, only to find that her amniotic fluid had broken.

I think she had too much exercise that day which caused premature birth, but now there is no one around her. What should I do?

Song Qingwan suddenly fell into deep despair. As the saying goes, a doctor cannot heal himself. She could not guarantee that she could give birth to the child safely under such circumstances.

Shen Jingyi was still lying on the operating table in the space laboratory, his life or death uncertain. If he or she died here, Shen Jingyi would also be dead.

Song Qingwan's tears fell in big drops. As the pain in her stomach became more intense, she knew that she was about to give birth.

She tried to stand up, but found that she couldn't do it.

Just then, the sound of hurried horse hooves was heard, and a gorgeous carriage stopped at the gate of Prince Huai's Mansion.

Two figures quickly walked down from the carriage and trotted up to Song Qingwanwen.

Song Qingwan saw the people in front of her through her blurry eyes. They were actually the eldest princess and her maid.

When the princess saw Song Qingwan's condition, she knew that she was about to give birth, so she quickly instructed Jinxin.

"Hurry up and get Princess Huai onto the carriage. She's about to give birth!"

"But Princess, we don't have a midwife in our house, this..."

"Then go and ask for it! Human life is at stake! Do you still need me to teach you how to do it?

"Yes Yes!"

Jin Xin hurried forward and tried to get Song Qingwan onto the carriage but was in trouble. How could she lift the person up by herself?

Seeing this, the eldest princess quickly stepped forward and grabbed Song Qingwan's upper body, then yelled at Jin Xin.

"Hurry! There's no time!"

Jin Xin came back to her senses. She stepped forward and lifted up Song Qingwan's legs. The two of them lifted Song Qingwan onto the carriage with great effort.

The eldest princess personally supported Song Qingwanwan and ordered the coachman to drive quickly, while Jinxin was sent directly to find a midwife.

Song Qingwan didn't expect that it would be the eldest princess who came to save her. She looked at her with gratitude on her face.

The eldest princess, however, looked guilty and apologized to Rong Bao Zhai.

"I'm sorry, I didn't keep my promise to you. I didn't protect Shen Jingyi well, and you fell into this desperate situation."

Song Qingwan shook her head. She knew that the emperor and the eldest princess were siblings, and it would be easy for the emperor to deceive the eldest princess.

She also believed that given the princess's character, she would definitely not do nothing, but she was simply no match for the cunning old fox that was the emperor.

The carriage soon stopped at the gate of the princess's mansion. The eldest princess got off the carriage first and ordered several maids to carry Song Qingwan to her bedroom.

"You guys lift it steadily, don't hurt the baby in Princess Huai's belly."

One of the older maids was a little embarrassed, and she spoke carefully.

"But childbirth involves blood. If I use your bedroom, will it be..."

"Why would we care so much about this now? Saving lives is the most important thing!"

"Yes, princess!"

After Song Qingwan was properly arranged by the servants, the two midwives that Jinxin had found also arrived.

The eldest princess personally stood at the door of the delivery room and ordered the servants to prepare hot water and scissors.

The delivery was proceeding in an orderly manner, but Song Qingwan's cervix opened very slowly. Because it was a premature birth, her uterine contractions were weak. She felt pain over and over again, but the baby could not be delivered at all.

The two midwives were beginning to feel troubled. What should they do? The amniotic fluid was about to run out.

"Go and tell the princess quickly that the queen is having a difficult birth!"

Song Qingwan grabbed the midwife who was about to go out to report. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain as she gave instructions to the midwife.

"Don't alarm too many people, the child will die."

"But Madam, if you keep your cervix closed, the baby will suffocate."

"You do as I say."

"But…"

"Go get some paper and pen!"

The two midwives looked at each other, then lowered their heads and went out to prepare things.

Song Qingwan lay on her back on the bed. She endured the pain in her lower abdomen, took out the drug to promote uterine contractions from the space, and gave herself an injection with determination.

"Child, you have to work hard with your mother. We can't die here!"