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Lu Ciheng's heart trembled, he almost rushed over to hug Shen Mingan, who was unable to slide down, and pressed against his forehead, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "Ming An! Ming An, don't get excited."

Although Lu Ciheng said this to Shen Mingan, he couldn't even calm himself down. When he heard Wang Xingyan's words just now, he couldn't help but impulsively knocked him to the ground. His state was not right, he could only force himself to calm down first.

Shen Ming'an has always been in poor health, and even became weaker and sicker after he became pregnant. The imperial physician and Lu Ciheng had told him more than once to keep his mind at peace, but if something went wrong right now...

Lu Ciheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he could only use his hands to help him calm down, and told him over and over again, but Shen Mingan's emotions were not soothed.

The dense dull pain made Shen Mingan's ears buzz, the blood vessels on his slender neck were clearly visible, and his breathing was heavy and suppressed. He grabbed Lu Ciheng's arm and pushed Lu Ciheng with all his strength, his voice choked and hoarse, " You let them investigate the case of the Shen family, let the people from Dali Temple investigate it!"

"Okay, okay, I'll let them investigate now." Lu Ciheng opened his tightly clenched fist with his fingers, interlocked his fingers, and kept calling him in his ear, "Mingan, you Be obedient, don't get excited, just calm down first, okay?"

"How can I calm down... All 56 members of the Shen family died unexpectedly, my parents are dead... all dead!"

Shen Mingan's indifference and self-restraint during the confrontation with Wang Xingya just now was just pretending. At this moment, he was held in Lu Ciheng's arms. His grievances and pains were like vines grabbing his heart, and his head rested on Lu Ciheng's arms. On his shoulders, wept uncontrollably, "My mother didn't rest in peace. When the bodies of the people in the house were found, they were all burnt to ashes. I couldn't even recognize their faces... I did an autopsy and said that my father was murdered." More than 100 knives have been gouged out, how can you let me calm down?!"

Lu Ciheng's shoulders were wet with his tears, and there was a pain in his chest. He held Shen Mingan tightly in his arms, "I know Ming An, I know, it's not your fault..."

"But they all died because of me..." Shen Mingan held Lu Ciheng's sleeve tightly with one hand, and his eyes fell on his pale and bloodless hand.

It's all the fault of these hands.

Shen Mingan was so nauseated that his whole body twitched slightly, and began to retch continuously under the emotional turmoil.

Shen Mingan gasped uncontrollably in his throat, almost lost consciousness from the pain, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, his originally soft belly was sinking down like a stone, Shen Mingan could feel that the child was coming out early , he straightened his heavy waist, his throat was dry, and he murmured: "...I'm sorry."

He was sorry for his parents, for the dozens of members of the Shen family who died for no reason, and even more for the child in his womb.

He knew he should calm down now, but he couldn't.

"It's not your fault, Ming An, you don't need to apologize, the one surnamed Wang should apologize, and it has nothing to do with you." Shen Ming'an's water had already broken, and Lu Ciheng knew that the child would not be born at full term, so he couldn't wait for a moment. Can't be delayed, but here is a prison, there is nothing, he suppressed the panic and panic in his heart, put his arm through the bend of his leg, and kissed his forehead comfortingly, "Ming An, bear with it."

When Lu Ciheng hugged him horizontally, his movements were as gentle as possible, but as soon as Shen Mingan moved, his eyes turned black with pain, and he almost fainted. He straightened his neck impatiently, and his pale and cold hands drooped feebly.

Dali Temple Prison is on the westernmost side, and the side room closest to the prison must pass through the snow and a windy corridor.

Lu Ciheng's lips were tightly lined. He wrapped a cloak around Shen Mingan's body, and stepped into the thick snow with Shen Mingan in his arms.

Meeting Wei Boran head-on, he saw Lu Ciheng's expression darkened, and subconsciously asked, "What's the matter?"

After walking a few steps closer, Wei Boran saw Shen Mingan, whose face was as pale as paper, in his arms, and immediately reacted, "I'll send someone to call the imperial physician."

Lu Ciheng hurriedly said: "Go get someone to call Imperial Physician Fan and the doctors from the Imperial Hospital, all of them."

The wind and snow were harsh, blowing on people's faces like a knife cut, Shen Mingan curled up in his arms, the child fell heavily, Shen Mingan's waist was sore and about to break, and the bright red blood snaked down his calf, dripping onto the ground. in the snow.

"Heng, I can't give birth now." Shen Mingan's lips turned pale, and the cold wind made him shiver, "The child is only eight months old..."

Because of the continuous labor pains in his abdomen, Shen Mingan's words were difficult to articulate, but Lu Ciheng understood what he meant - the child was only more than eight months old, and whether he could survive after birth was a problem.

Lu Ciheng didn't dare to say more, his heart was hanging in the air, so he could only comfort him clumsily: "Ming An is fine, Imperial Physician Fan is superb in medicine, he will be fine..."

There were only a dozen or so steps to the side room, but Lu Ciheng felt as if a long time had passed. When he put Shen Mingan down on the bed, his arms were covered with bright red blood.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, his palms were greasy with sweat, Shen Mingan's appearance when he almost had a miscarriage was still vivid in his memory, and now that deep sense of powerlessness climbed into his heart again.

He was too afraid of losing Shen Mingan.

The child was supposed to be born more than a month later, but now everything was caught off guard, and the interval of pain was getting shorter and shorter. Shen Mingan lay on the bed with his knees propped up, and even a little effort felt excruciating pain.

He bit his lower lip, and raised his slender neck, which was soaked in cold sweat. His slender neck was stretched into an arc, and his fragile throat protruded obviously under the candlelight.

Shen Ming'an gradually felt powerless, his hands were tightly grasped on the quilt, curled up and straightened unbearably, his whole body was covered in sweat.

Lu Ciheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he raised his head to look at Liu Heyu, "What should I do?!"

Liu Heyu's hands trembled as they touched them. As soon as Shen Mingan touched them, Shen Ming'an's eyes turned black with pain. He straightened his waist, supported his thin and protruding shoulder blades tremblingly, and was discouraged by the pain, lying on his back dripping with cold sweat. lie down.

Lu Ciheng held Shen Mingan's hand all the time, and could feel him trembling in pain at this moment.

"I, I've never tried it before..." Liu Heyu was flustered and flustered, almost crying, "I used to see Imperial Physician Fan do this..."

Although Liu Heyu studied medicine, he hadn't studied for a long time after all. He used to learn everything from Imperial Physician Fan. Whenever something happened, Imperial Physician Fan would help him. He had never done these things alone. Lu Ciheng Suppressing his anger, Liu Heyu urged him, but seeing Shen Mingan trembling in pain, he didn't even dare to put his hands on his stomach.

"Otherwise, I'd better wait for Imperial Physician Fan to come. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it well, and it will, it will be difficult to deliver..."

Lu Ciheng was shocked when he heard the words, he couldn't hold back his hostility and wanted to scold Liu Heyu, but Shen Mingan pulled his hand very lightly and slowly, and shook his head at him.

Shen Mingan's black hair was spread out in disorder, his white neck was covered with cold sweat, and his voice was intermittently blurred because of the pain, "Heyu...you go, go and cook a bowl of labor-inducing medicine."

"Mmm, um, okay..." Liu and Yuzheng were at a loss, and when they heard Shen Mingan's words, they got up from the ground in panic and went out the door.

"Heng..."

"I'm here, I'm here..." Lu Ciheng held his hand tightly in his palm, but now he can't do anything except stay here with Shen Mingan, and his eyes turned red unconsciously, "Mingan , the child wants to come to see us, you insist on it."

Shen Mingan's eyes seemed to be covered in a haze, and his eyes were struggling to focus on Lu Ciheng's face. He put Lu Ciheng's hand on his high abdomen, "Ah Heng, you, you come..."

Liu Heyu's words just now are still in his ears. Although Liu Heyu has no experience, he is a medical student after all. Lu Ciheng doesn't know anything about it. He dare not act rashly, "Fan imperial physician is coming soon, we wait for Fan imperial physician Come, okay?"

"I'm about to lose it." Shen Mingan felt cold all over due to excessive blood loss, his voice was weak and choked up, "It hurts so much, and it's also so cold, Ah Heng, help me, or I will really die ..."

No matter how hard Shen Mingan tried, he still couldn't give birth, he knew that his strength would not last long, if he fainted from exhaustion, the baby would definitely be dead.

"No, Ming An, no..."

But Shen Mingan couldn't even slide down his legs due to exhaustion, and Lu Ciheng could see that he was now at the end of his strength.

The hair on Lu Ciheng's forehead was wet with sweat, his heart beat, and his warm palm covered it.

Shen Mingan was in extreme pain, he reacted slowly, and the next moment the pain swept over him, like flesh and blood being torn apart, he couldn't help but groan.

When Lu Ciheng's hand left his abdomen, Shen Ming'an was worn out to the point of exhaustion, and his ears were buzzing in disorder, but he couldn't hear anything clearly. He only felt that Lu Ciheng was calling him constantly, helping him up. Get up and feed a bowl of medicine.

As soon as he drank the oxytocin, Shen Mingan felt that the pain was several times higher than before, but Shen Mingan didn't have enough strength, and the strength he had gathered was simply not enough to let the child come out.

He exerted force instinctively, his pupils gradually slackened, and the hand tightly held by Lu Ciheng slipped down several times due to loss of strength. After an unknown amount of time, under a burst of severe pain, he heard Lu Ciheng's hoarse voice.

"It's okay, Ming An, it's okay..." Lu Ciheng took his hand to his cheek, kissed him with sobs, "The child is out."

Lu Ciheng was also covered in sweat, his voice was choked and hoarse, his eyes were red, and tears fell uncontrollably from his amber eyes.

Shen Mingan turned his head, lightly touched his face with his pale and cold fingertips, hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled slowly at Lu Ciheng.

His body was covered in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water. Shen Mingan only felt chills all over his body at this moment, and the pain had not disappeared or weakened. His eyes were covered with mist, and his consciousness was in a trance. Finding that the surroundings were too quiet, he tugged on Lu Ciheng's sleeve lightly, and said hoarsely, "My child...why don't you cry?"