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"Let me in, let me in, let me in, I'm a doctor..." An old man shouted at the door.

The stable women pushed dissatisfiedly: "It's unlucky for a man to enter the delivery room..."

"Get out of here--" A sharp and inhuman voice sounded.

The stable women are dissatisfied again.

Dr. Qin and Hu Lun rushed in and saluted.

There was another chaos at the door: "Who the hell is this person?"

Doctor Qin has come forward solemnly.

diagnosed the pulse, turned over Luo Wen'er's eyelids, and then the silver needle temporarily stopped the blood.

"Wang Shang..." he whispered.

Qian Yumo only stared at the person in front of him, and his voice was extremely low and hoarse: "I want her to live!"

"Wang Shang..." Dr. Qin frowned and wanted to persuade him, but he heard him say, "Let them in..."

With no choice, the stable women had to move in.

The man just said boldly, "This gentleman, to be honest, we also have rules for giving birth. Fifty taels of a man and thirty taels of a daughter. If it's stillbirth, ten taels, if even adults... We are also afraid of bad luck in this industry!"

"I want her to live!" Qian Yumo's back is as cold as a mountain.

Everyone looked at each other in con's face, and the person's treatment was particularly dissatisfied. He immediately curled his lips: "If you say this lady, I'm afraid it's..."

"I said, I want her to live! Don't you all understand?" Qian Yumo roared.

"Son," Wanying suddenly knelt down: "If the child has something good or something, the girl will also..."

Tears fell: "The prince doesn't know how much the girl cares about this child..."

"I just want her to live!"

Qian Yumo's voice sank, helped Luo Wener up, pushed his palm, and his true anger slowly poured into his heart.

"Quick..."

Doctor Qin commanded the stable women to surround him, and he walked around the screen: "What I say, you can do it. Don't mess up..."

The stable women are dissatisfied. After giving birth for so many years, they still need a man to command? This is obviously a dead person. What's the point of tossing?

But looking at the prince's gloomy face, no one dared to talk too much.

Luo Wener suddenly frowned, "um."

Qian Yumo hurriedly put her down: "Clouds, clouds..."

"My son, you'd better go outside first..."

The cold eyes slanted over.

This stable woman immediately silenced and only muttered, "I'm also for your good. This is a disaster of blood and light, unlucky..."

Someone next to her hit her, and she quickly turned back: "Come on, madam, take the opportunity to work hard..."

Luo Wener always closed her eyes and heard the "force" and tightened her whole body.

"Oh, madam, this body is too weak to work hard..."

Qian Yumo grabbed her hand: "Yuncai, I'm here, hold on to me..."

seemed to feel his call, and her hand was suddenly clenched. She stood up, her neck burst out with blue veins, and finally roared.

"That's right, madam, that's it!"

Several stable women were surprised for a while and suddenly shouted, "It's twins. But the child's fetal position is not correct and it is stuck!"

What?

Qian Yumo hurriedly grabbed Luo Wen'er's falling body and shouted to her ear, "Yuncai, do you hear that? Child, we have two children..."

The cracked lip squirmed, but I couldn't hear what to say.

Another piece of ginseng was stuffed in: "Madam, bear with it, sir, the next one will be fine..."

Outside the screen, Dr. Qin was nervously commanding and wiping the sweat on his forehead from time to time.

The blood began to go out again, which made Hu Lun's heart beat.

He looked at the rising figure of ** at that time, looked at the master's motionless back, and suddenly ran out of the door and knelt in the rain.

He dared not bathe in the halo in front of the window, because the darkness around him would make him afraid that something would suddenly rush out there and bring bad luck to the people in the room.

So, he guarded the small piece of faint yellow, meditated in his heart, and let the rain fall.

Time seems to have stopped and extended infinitely.

The rain rained harder, but it was a continuous groaning of pain, endless darkness repeated again and again.

After a sudden scream, there was no more movement.

The woman rubbed Luo Wen's stomach vigorously according to the prompts. She was so painful that her liver and intestines were broken, and her whole body twitched, but she could no longer scream.

"Clouds, clouds..."

"Madam, I'm almost there. I can see my head. A little harder..."

Qian Yumo saw her gasping with her mouth open and wanted to work hard, but his eyebrows tightened.

His eyes were hot, so he picked her up and poured into the truth again: "Clouds, let's go together..."

A warm current slowly passed through her limbs, and her mind wandered again, as if flying to a high snowy mountain, where there was a cold cave, but there was a man beside her, warming her with his last will...

She seemed to float to the farmyard at the foot of the mountain again. In the cold winter night, the man hugged her and called her: "Madam, I just want you for the rest of your life..."

No, I don't want to be with you all my life, I don't want, I don't want...

A burst of great pain hit, as if something was tearing her body, and she suddenly shouted...

It's all silent...

Then, a faint cry sounded.

"Oh, I gave birth, I gave birth..."

"Clouds, clouds..."

However, she clenched his hand, and her face rose purple because of pain, but in an instant, the purple faded and another cry sounded...

"Oh, both sons and daughters!"

The stable women also became happy.

Dr. Qin wiped his sweat, and Fang Jue's back was soaked, and the whole body began to tremble.

Hu Lun suddenly clenched his lips and banged several times in the rain, making water splashes.

"Clouds, clouds..."

Qian Yumo called her softly, but saw a gap in her lips and her breathing was weak, but there seemed to be a sound swimming out with the breath.

He hurriedly put his ear on her lips...

The room was very lively. Wanying was crying and rewarding. The stable women congratulated and thanked them, because the income of this trip was ten times that of going to other people's homes. It was really worth the trip, although the prince's temper was really bad.

Qian Yumo frowned and captured the silk-like sound little by little.

Suddenly, his eyes trembled and hugged her tightly: "Clouds..."

He heard her say... Amo, we have children...

A tear dripped down his black eyelashes, hung on her long eyelashes, trembled, and slipped into her temples...

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This time is very dangerous. Fortunately, in order to prevent today, Dr. Qin searched for secrets, and now he has used all his strength, so that although Luo Wener lost a lot of blood after giving birth, the most worried about the blood collapse has been lifted, but it takes a lot of time to recuperate.

Hu Lun changed his dry clothes. It was Sanlang's. It was a little big on him, and he was sore. As a result, he dragged him to the bedside.

According to reason, he can't get close to Luo Wen's bed, but who makes him full of curiosity at this moment to see how romantic and handsome the master's child is?

However...

What are these two?

Children?

But why does he think... Although he is a little sorry for the master and humiliated the master, he still feels that these two little things are like... rats, the kind that were born.

There is...it's so big.

He secretly weighed his palm.

This is too small. What has Luo Wener eaten these days? Eat the child like this? But why is it so hard to give birth?

He rubbed his nose and resisted his sneezing. Tilt your head and frown.

And it's not good-looking at all, wrinkled, the color is still pink, and the hair is only a few soft hairs. Forget it, but where are the eyebrows? The eyes are still two thin seams, and the nose seems to be straight. That mouth...

He couldn't help pouted... So small, like a soybean, what can he eat?

He glanced at the master with a glancing eye, and then glanced at Luo Wen'er.

The master is handsome and unparalleled in the world, otherwise he can't attract so many peach blossom debts. Although Luo Wener can't say that the country is beautiful, she is also gentle and beautiful, charming and touching. Moreover, he often listens to those upstarts talk behind their backs about how beautiful Luo Shangyi is. Seeing her, the women in the world have become vulgar fans. While talking, his eyes were shining, like a wolf.

It is reasonable that such two outstanding figures can't give birth to such two... clowns.

Is this child really a master?

Thinking of this, he secretly glanced at the master again... If the master knew that he dared to think so, he would have skinned him!

It's really not like. If you have to say it's like a person, then it's... Bai Ling.

The master suddenly moved his shoulder wide.

He trembling... Oh, my God, didn't the master hear his inner monologue?

Lang Hao suddenly appeared and landed on one knee: "Wang, Qiu Ran can't hold on any longer..."

Today, they walked out of the temple and saw Yingqiu standing there. They seemed to have known about it for a long time and seemed to have waited for a long time for this moment.

The two looked at each other silently.

When Yingqiu bowed and saluted, the master had already left. Ying Qiuran still lowered his eyes and turned around and fell into the Bichi Palace.

As many years ago, whenever the master "does not say goodbye", it is "sitted" by Ying Qiuran. However, today is different from the past. They came out at noon, and now it is late at night. The two imperial doctors of the two heavenly dynasties have been blocked for most of the day, which is really delayed.

"Master..."

But the master is motionless.

By the way, since the birth of the child, the master has been motionless and hasn't looked at it. Have you expected them to be unbearably ugly?

For a long time, the master gently hugged **: "Cloud, I'm leaving..."

Luo Wen'er was so tired that she had already fallen asleep, and because of her struggle and blood loss, her face was like a piece of yellow paper. Except for her clear eyebrows and eyes, she was no different from the two little monsters...

But the master looked at it like that, as if he couldn't see enough, and kissed the tip of her nose, regardless of anyone watching.

Hu Lun was eager to drag Lang Hao out. Looking again, Lang Hao stood outside the door.

"Clouds..."

Qian Yumo wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He just sighed and kissed her face and lips.

The tip of her tongue lingled shallowly in the wound of her lips, swallowed the sourness and astringency into her mouth and swallowed it into her heart.

Raise your face, look at her, and kiss her deeply.

Hu Lun finally saw the master get up, but instead of coming to the door, he walked to the cradle beside him.

He paid close attention to the master's look and waited for the master to show panic, surprise, consterion and other expressions.

But he saw the master smile, stretched out his finger, poked the child's face, and then...

The master seemed to be at a loss. He stretched out his arm, put it down, and then stretched out...

He understood. The master probably wanted to hug the child, but he didn't know how to hug him.

Isn't it okay to catch those two small things one by one?

However, the master tossed for a long time, and finally bent down and put his hand under the mattress at the bottom of the cradle. He even picked up the mattress and the child. He walked to the bedside like a pilgrimage and gently put it on the side of Luo Wen'er. He also went to bed and slowly surrounded the mother and son.

It's strange that the rain stopped soon after the baby was born.

Now, the eaves are dripping with water, and the room is very quiet.

So, he heard the master say...

We, the family...