Peaceful Farm Life

Chapter 1792: Chapter 1793: She Probably Can’t Be Saved

Childbirth is inherently a dangerous affair, and now with a high risk of difficult labor for Tobanya, Meng Zhuqing was extremely worried and disregarded societal norms to stay in the room with Tobanya.

Tobanya was not An Jing; she couldn’t accept Meng Zhuqing being with her during childbirth, feeling deeply embarrassed by her condition. Therefore, she adamantly refused to let Meng Zhuqing, her husband, stay in the room.

Meng Zhuqing had no choice but to leave the room once more.

Only when Tobanya saw Meng Zhuqing had left was she able to focus on giving birth with the midwife’s guidance.

Time ticked by slowly, and Tobanya’s screams of agony grew louder and louder. Fortunately, Jing Xingqingyun was older now and understood that childbirth involved such pain. Otherwise, she would’ve been frightened and cried just like before.

It’s worth remembering when An Jing gave birth to the triplets, Jing Xingqingyun was so scared she cried and begged An Jing to stop, fearing for her safety.

”Ah—”

”Wah—”

After Tobanya’s heart-wrenching scream, the sharp cries of a newborn could be heard. The child had been born.

Soon, a maidservant opened the door and happily informed Meng Zhuqing, ”Marquis, the Commandery Princess has given birth to a son.”

Meng Zhuqing wasn’t concerned about the child’s gender; he anxiously asked, ”And the Commandery Princess? Is she alright?”

The maidservant replied, ”The Commandery Princess is exhausted and has fainted, but there should be no serious issues.”

As everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a midwife inside the room suddenly shouted in panic and fear, ”Oh no, this child is a matron killer! The Commandery Princess is hemorrhaging and won’t survive!”

Hearing this, Meng Zhuqing rushed inside in a panic.

”Gong Juechen, what are you standing around for? Get in there and save her!” Ye Zhi pushed Gong Juechen, urging him to quickly enter and save her.

Upon hearing about the massive blood loss, Gong Juechen had a sense of the situation but entered to assess it nonetheless, hoping it wasn’t as severe as the midwife claimed.

As soon as An Jing heard ”matron killer,” she strode into the room, cursing, ”Matron killer? Do you want me to cut out your tongue and feed it to the dogs?”

Regardless of whether Tobanya survives, if this child is labeled a matron killer, they’ll undoubtedly be pointed at in the future, much like how her husband once felt guilty and considered himself an ill-omen.

Simply put, once such damage is done, it’s lifelong.

No wonder An Jing was so furious. She truly despised such talk of who curses who, finding it extremely malicious.

Out of consideration for his status as an outsider, Xiao Changyi remained outside the room.

Jing Xingqing also adhered to proper etiquette, waiting outside despite her concern.

As Gong Juechen entered, Ye Zhi followed him.

Inside the room, Tobanya had already fainted, but the bright red pool beneath her was shocking. It was evident she was indeed hemorrhaging severely.

There were two midwives in the room, and the one who called the child a matron killer turned pale with fear at An Jing’s scolding and immediately knelt, repeatedly kowtowing to her, saying, ”Queen, forgive me, Queen, forgive me...”

An Jing coldly ordered her to get out.

”Yao’er, Yao’er...” Meng Zhuqing, heartbroken, held the unconscious Tobanya, unable to accept the reality that Tobanya might die just like that.

At this moment, Gong Juechen was not an outsider but a doctor, and given the critical situation, he ignored all etiquette and immediately assessed Tobanya’s condition.

With a clearer understanding, Gong Juechen finally remarked, ”There’s too much blood loss; she likely can’t be saved.”