Doted By The Regent King

Chapter 1694 - 1632: Saving a Life

Bai Xiaobai watched with his own eyes as Wufu calmly pulled open that blood-soaked abdomen, and he almost fainted.

My god, his Princess Consort wasn’t human, she was a god!

He’d been around medicinal herbs and medical skills since he was little, had seen plenty of dead people, but he had never been so shaken as today, cutting open a dead woman’s belly to take out the child.

But Wufu was right: only if you dare to innovate can you make progress. So although Bai Xiaobai felt sick to his stomach, he did not look away, watching her every move, silently thinking in his heart—if it were me, how would I do it? Could I do it better?

Wufu felt her luck wasn’t too bad. After she pried the abdominal wall further apart, she saw the child wrapped in the fetal membranes, lying there quietly, without the slightest movement.

She carefully reached out and lifted that tiny little bundle out.

You could say that in both of Wufu’s lives, even when in her previous life she’d been cutting the bomb wires on a live mine, her movements had never been this light, never this careful.

Everyone held their breath, watching that little bundle in her hands, watching her place that little thing on a clean white cloth, then take up a pair of scissors, pass them over the flame to bake them a bit, and carefully cut open the membranes, revealing the child’s true face.

A tiny little boy, not yet full term, looking like a small kitten, his eyes tightly closed. You could see the eye slits were very long, but movement?

"Imperial Physician Xu, Xiao Bai, quick, look at how he is?" Wufu called the two of them back to their senses.

Old Imperial Physician Xu stepped forward first, feeling for the child’s breath at his nose, and could hardly detect anything. His heart sank slightly.

"No pulse." Bai Xiaobai was feeling the pulse.

The two of them looked at Wufu in unison, their eyes full of pity. They were a step too late.

Wufu grew anxious. She pushed the two aside and stepped up, using two fingers to gently press on his heart, then performed mouth-to-mouth to blow air into him.

She could clearly feel some movement.

Old Imperial Physician Xu and Bai Xiaobai watched, both feeling that Wufu seemed to have gone a bit mad.

But Wufu kept doing chest compressions again and again, over and over performing heart-lung resuscitation, continually breathing air into him.

After a quarter of an hour, she felt the baby’s heart give a faint beat. She immediately looked over and saw his eyelids tremble.

"He’s breathing." Old Imperial Physician Xu had been watching Wufu’s actions the whole time; when he saw the child truly had breath, he rushed forward, grabbed the baby by both legs, and gently held him upside-down, lightly patting his buttocks.

Waaah.

A mewling, kitten-like cry came from the child’s mouth, barely audible.

Wufu’s whole body relaxed, her legs went weak, and she sat down on the ground.

"Jadeite, wash him clean and wrap him up." Wufu instructed Jadeite. She turned around, stood up from the ground, took up needle and thread, and began to suture Madam Zhou’s wound.

With Jadeite taking care of washing the child, Imperial Physician Xu and Bai Xiaobai just watched Wufu’s suturing, watching that cut-open wound, bit by bit, being stitched back together like a piece of clothing. If it weren’t for that ghastly flesh and blood, you’d hardly know what had just happened.

After she finished stitching the wound closed and pulled her clothes back down, Wufu stood in front of Madam Zhou and knelt: "Mother, I was helpless as well. You risked your life to give birth to him; this is the last thing I can do for you. Go in peace!"

A single tear slid down from the corner of her eye.

And in the void where none of them could see, Madam Zhou watched this scene with deep gratification, tears streaming nonstop, yet the corners of her lips were lifted high.

"Mother, we should go. She’ll take good care of little brother!" Standing beside her was a young girl whose appearance was almost identical to Wufu’s, yet whose bearing was entirely different.

"I believe in her, she will." Madam Zhou took one last look at the little boy still being washed in Jadeite’s hands, her eyes full of reluctance, but she turned around, took her daughter’s hand, and disappeared into the void.

Grudges and entanglements vanished without a trace; the soul returned to Heaven.