70: The Soldier King's Supernatural Wife, Three Babies in One Child

Mu Hongying tapped Lu Chaoyan's forehead and said, "Your mother will always love you the most. Don't do things that will make her worry in the future."

Speaking of this, Mu Hongying remembered that Liu Zhibai had not asked about Chao Yan once in the past few days, which was really cold and indifferent.

"Okay, I promise, I won't run around anymore."

While the two were chatting, Lu Shuizhi and Chen Shang came in.

Before Lu Shuizhi came close, her hand had already grabbed Lu Chaoyan's ear.

"This ear is just for decoration, right? How many times have I told you not to go into the mountains or go hunting? Why don't you listen?"

"It hurts, it hurts, sister, please let go!"

Lu Chaoyan hunched over and begged for mercy, "Aunt Hongying, big brother, save me."

"You deserve it!"

"I'm afraid of your elder sister too. I can't help you."

Mu Hongying and Chen Shangjin watched from the side, and no one stepped forward to persuade them.

Lu Shuizhi couldn't bear to hold her for too long, so she let go of Lu Chaoyan and glared at her with gritted teeth, "If you do it again, I'll break your legs!"

Lu Chaoyan rubbed her red ears and enjoyed the feeling of being cared for and concerned by her family.

"Okay, if I dare not go home for a few more days, you can hit me as hard as you can, and I will never fight back or cry out in pain."

"Lu Chaoyan, I don't have time to chat with you, and don't think I'm trying to scare you. If you dare to go hunting again, I'll really beat you up."

After Lu Shuizhi finished speaking angrily, she said hello to Mu Hongying and left with her husband.

There was really a lot of work to do at home, and she didn't have time to stay here and say anything more.

Mu Hongying scolded her a few more times and went home to cook dinner.

After washing clothes, Lu Xiang returned home and went into the kitchen to cook. Lu Chaoyan went to the clinic in front, but Liu Zhibai had not returned yet.

A young man in tattered clothes came running over in a hurry.

"Is Doctor Liu here?"

"He's not here, what do you want?"

"My wife had a difficult labor and lost a leg. She couldn't deliver the baby and bled a lot."

The young man spoke incoherently and couldn't help crying.

"Wait a minute, I'll go take a look."

Lu Chaoyan ran back to her bedroom and took out the silver needle. She pushed her bicycle out of the next room, went back to the clinic and got some anti-inflammatory and hemostatic drugs and two bottles of alcohol. She looked at the young man and asked, "Can you ride a bicycle?"

"Yes."

The young man took the bicycle and took Lu Chaoyan to their Damiao production team.

Looking around, the entire team only had a dozen dilapidated thatched houses.

The young man's home was at the end of the village. It consisted of two palm-sized thatched houses with no yard.

From a distance, Lu Chaoyan smelled a scent of blood.

She followed the smell of blood into the delivery bedroom, a small, cramped room filled with five women of different ages.

Two old and thin women were rolling the belly of the woman in labor again and again with a rolling pin.

Two young women, with bloodstained hands, were prying the legs of the woman in labor. An old woman was sitting at the end of the bed, holding the baby's leg with one hand and spreading the woman's lower body with the other, trying to pull the baby out. The woman's lower body was bleeding, but the baby still didn't come out.

The woman in labor on the bed had a face as pale as paper and showed no reaction at all.

"Let her go, you are killing people!"

Lu Chaoyan stepped forward, grabbed the rolling pin, and pulled the two old women apart.

"This folk method is not suitable for delivering babies. Please don't use it again in the future."

As she spoke, she pulled away the old woman who was pulling the baby, "Don't pull it, get out quickly, I'll deliver the baby!"

"Hey, who are you?"