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Chapter 1260 - 1171: Pan’er Gives Birth (2)

Chapter 1260: Chapter 1171: Pan’er Gives Birth (2)

"Ouch! Your Majesty, what are you doing barging in here? Get out, out!"

Others might fear His Majesty’s authority, but why would Mrs. Su-Hua be afraid? As soon as she saw Qin Yi appear in the delivery room, she didn’t say another word and pushed him towards the door: "This delivery room is no place for men to be. You’d better not cause any trouble here, go wait outside; that’s the proper thing to do. Look, Pan’er’s water has broken, but the child hasn’t come out yet. No one has the time to attend to you..."

Qin Yi’s hand gripped Pan’er’s and wouldn’t let go, no matter how Mrs. Su-Hua pushed and shoved; he simply refused to release his hold.

"No, no way!"

He shook his head in refusal, "Pan’er gave birth to Little Yanyan and Little Sugar Bean without me by her side. This time, I must stay here and see with my own eyes the child’s birth to be relieved!"

"Stop being foolish, your staying here will just cause Pan’er to worry about your feelings while she’s trying to give birth; how will she manage the childbirth then?"

Mrs. Su-Hua didn’t waste words and cut off his enthusiasm, "Besides, I am Pan’er’s mother, with me here, what’s there not to be assured about? Get out, out! Have you not seen that the medicine women and the midwives are too scared to come closer?"

This time, she successfully pushed Qin Yi to the doorway, and the door slammed shut mercilessly in front of him.

Qin Yi touched his hurt nose.

Among those who dared to challenge the authority of the Supreme, Mrs. Su-Hua might just be the boldest! However, Qin Yi felt a real sense of family reflection in his heart.

And he had to admit, the feeling was indescribably good!

"Can’t you ever be at peace?"

Having just gotten up and looking utterly wretched, Su Huarong, covered in dirt and with blood on his nostrils and corners of his mouth, shouted at Qin Yi, "Pan’er is inside giving birth, what can you do by barging in? Can you take her pain, or help her deliver the child? You’re just causing chaos! How did Pan’er end up with such a rascal pig like you!"

The hand that Qin Yi had been about to use to push the door open instantly froze, and he turned around.

"What did you say? Repeat that!"

The warning in his words was very heavy.

Usually, Su Huarong might not repeat himself, but today was different.

He carelessly wiped his face, smearing it with blood, "So what if I said it? Is it not the truth? Do you wish to see Pan’er not well? Do you not know how dangerous childbirth is, yet you still ran to cause trouble! What are you really thinking?"

Su Huarong’s accusatory words turned Qin Yi’s face ashen, his fists clenching tightly as if he could strike out at any moment.

Su Huarong, too, stared intently at his fists, ready to throw a punch himself, poised as if they would come to blows at the slightest disagreement.

Those looking on shivered with dread!

Everyone was trembling, wanting to step forward to persuade them but not daring to rush in.

Amidst their dilemma, Qin Yi suddenly swung a punch, hitting a nearby pillar so hard that it shook, causing ceiling plaster to scatter downward.

The crowd trembled in fear and knelt down in unison.

"What are you dawdling for? Get busy! If anyone dares to act up at this moment, I will not be lenient!"

Qin Yi’s roar sent everyone scrambling like birds startled from a bush.

But even this didn’t vent Qin Yi’s frustration; he paced back and forth around the doorway and windows of the delivery room, frantic as an ant on a hot pan.

Seeing this, Su Huarong couldn’t help but laugh all the more.

Extreme happiness lead to sorrow; the movement aggravated his facial injuries, causing him such pain that he bared his teeth and grimaced, hastily covering his face. Had Qin Yi not held back his punch earlier, or what? It hurt so much that his face seemed almost unrecognizable as his own.

Qin Yi, hearing the commotion, turned around just in time to see him looking miserable. Far from feeling any remorse, he rather felt a kind of fire wanting to vent, an indescribable sense of relief.

In the delivery room.

The noise from outside was transmitted to Su Pan’er’s ears without missing a beat, and even though her belly was in severe pain, it made her particularly want to laugh, and she couldn’t help but feel much more relaxed.

Just now, she had been casually chatting with Su Huarong who had just hurried back to Shengjing that day. It was as if the child couldn’t wait to see her big uncle and made its arrival known!

Despite having made all kinds of preparations in advance, when the time for childbirth really came, everyone still couldn’t help but become disordered.

Several Imperial Physicians were gathered in the private room outside, taking turns to take the pulse, closely monitoring the condition of the Empress’s body.

They couldn’t help but discuss amongst themselves.

"The Empress has been without amniotic fluid for two hours now, and with twins, the current situation does not look good. If something were to happen... our lives wouldn’t be enough to answer for it."

"As if you need to remind me, who doesn’t know the Empress’s importance to His Majesty! Besides, judging from the Empress’s pregnancy, this childbirth is likely to be difficult..."

"You hear that outside? His Majesty is causing quite a stir right now. Whoever goes out to tell him might as well consider themselves dead. Who would be willing to go?"

Everyone looked at each other, and nobody spoke.

"Why not... let’s take her pulse again and see? Maybe fortune will favor the virtuous, and in a little while, the child will be born..."

These words silenced everyone.

If giving birth was truly as easy for the Empress, they would not be so anxious!

It was already twins, which was not an easy childbirth to begin with. Now that the amniotic fluid was gone, the little princess or prince inside couldn’t be delayed in the belly for too long. The longer it took, the more dangerous it was for both the mother and the child.

These Imperial Physicians, experienced and knowledgeable as they were, clearly understood the situation. Many times, when faced with the same circumstances as the Empress, even if the children were safely born, it was still uncertain whether the mother could be saved.

But what could everyone do?

"All the prescriptions that should be used have already been applied; now, we can only leave it up to fate," said Imperial Physician Wang, grinding his molars, feeling his migraine getting worse. "Let’s go take the pulse again and come up with a specific plan."

What kind of plan could they come up with?

Everyone exchanged helpless glances, but still got up to continue checking her pulse.

These Imperial Physicians thought they spoke in very hushed tones, not expecting that their entire conversation about taking the pulse was overheard by Su Pan’er.

The pain that came like clockwork every few minutes tortured her. As soon as it let up, she immediately closed her eyes to rest, conserving her energy.

Whatever others said, no one knew better than Su Pan’er herself, the person involved.

Although her pregnancy was treacherous, the most dangerous period had been when the child was a little over three months old. At that time, with the help of the rascal pig, she had passed the early stages of the pregnancy peacefully.

Now, she was in labor, but the rascal pig had not been seen for over two months; who knew where it had run off to.

If she encountered danger again, it wouldn’t be like the last time when the rascal pig had promptly jumped out to save her.

This hurdle, no one could help her, and how would she get through it?