Chronicles of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 123, Section 122: Items for Childbirth
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This thing looks really strange, like a pair of clips, but I don't know what it's supposed to grab.

Could it be that they're trying to pick up an iron block from the furnace?
But it's so short, and it seems like the two clips can separate...

It was no better than the tools blacksmiths use today.

Xin asked in bewilderment, "May I ask what this thing is used for? If you know its purpose, the criminals might be able to draw it more accurately."

"This..." Qin Shi looked at the rather unattractive diagram of the medical device on his silk scroll, then smiled slightly: "Yiming, you should take a look too."

Xin's expression shifted.

To use "Medicine" as a surname requires someone of great medical skill, yet such a person is not serving King Heng of Qin, but instead serving this noble person before him...

Unlike Mo, who would wholeheartedly follow whoever could provide him with a full meal, he would never give a second thought to anyone.

But he had become accustomed to sifting through thousands of messages to find what was useful to him, and then struggling to survive in the cracks.

Just like at this moment, his guess about the degree of favor this important person enjoyed had risen to a whole new level.

Meanwhile, Yi Ming had already walked over, taken the silk from the maid's hand, and then frowned:

"Since Lord Qin sent me to see it, it must be something that is helpful to the medical profession. However, I am not knowledgeable enough to guess its use."

Qin Shi was somewhat dazed.

There are still several important prerequisite items that haven't been made yet, and she hadn't originally planned to draw this one now. But just now, in that instant, this was the item that naturally came to mind.

Let's just consider it a mystical or divine will.

She smiled and nodded: "You guessed right, this item is of great use in medicine, and especially useful for female doctors."

"Its name is delivery forceps."

"Forceps..."

Yi Ming murmured, then his eyes gleamed with intense light:
"Lord Qin, is this truly..."

She shook the silk in her hand again; the ink on it wasn't completely dry yet, but she desperately wanted to shake the actual object off.

Qin Shi nodded: "Yes."

She originally intended to bring out this item when the technology for refining steel was nearing maturity.

Because current forging technology cannot prevent rust and corrosion, if a production clamp is actually made and used, improper sterilization could easily lead to contamination from rust and other metals.

But just as a sudden inspiration struck her, she thought:

In today's world, no matter how advanced technology becomes, cesarean section is still a pipe dream. However, due to the military service system and years of war in the Qin state, more and more underage men and underdeveloped women have entered into marriage and given birth hastily.

Excessive labor, malnutrition, an underdeveloped pelvis, an immature uterus...

This makes childbirth extremely difficult for women today, as it involves facing the life-threatening challenges of childbirth.

So today, by some strange twist of fate, she thought of this, even if she couldn't use iron for the time being, she would choose good, hard wood, carefully polish it, and boil and sun-dry it each time...

Perhaps it can save one or two lives?
She wasn't a medical student, so she could only offer suggestions.

The real verification, implementation, and step-by-step adjustments still rely on professionals like MedSci.

For example, now, she only said one name, and Xin was still completely confused, but Yiming immediately thought of it.

Then she looked at Qin Shi, more excited than ever before: "This servant wishes to summon a carpenter immediately to make it! May I ask, Lord Qin, do you have the detailed dimensions?"

Qin Shi nodded: "I'll help you fill it in—but make several sizes for the slightly smaller ones and try them out one by one."

"Yes!" Yi Ming was anxious, wishing he could get the item immediately and then rush to the Imperial Hospital to confidently discuss it with his senior colleagues...

Qin Jun spoke of it so casually and lightly, but in the hands of these healers, if this item were made, it could indeed save lives!

After she left, Qin Shi carefully observed Xin's expression—

He roughly understood the purpose of this thing, and his expression was slightly embarrassed and uneasy. But he quickly calmed down, as if he had just drawn an ordinary picture.

In terms of mindset, he is clearly quite qualified.

In terms of painting skills—to be honest, in terms of the ability to create lifelike and exceptionally expressive works—he was not as good as the skilled painter among the ten jade figures bestowed upon him by the king. However, his paintings were precise.

On the sketch, he had already roughly drawn the basic shape based on his simple description in a few words.

After receiving her reference drawing, he drew another one on the other side of the silk.

The level of detail in that picture was so impressive that Yi Ming immediately recognized it after asking for the name, which showed just how accurate it must be!

Qin Shi was also very satisfied, and at this moment he applauded without reservation: "It's very well drawn!"

There are many skilled painters, but her ability to so accurately capture the essence of the objects she depicts is truly rare.

Therefore, she kept her promise: "Now, I'll give you two choices."

"First, you are responsible for all the results produced by Mo. All his affairs, whether it is reward or punishment, food or drink, are all arranged by you."

Xin clenched his fists quickly.

"Second, come to my side and record everything I am about to do, including drawing pictures based on mere guesswork."

She looked at the other person and asked, "Which one do you want to choose?"

This immense wealth is right before my eyes; will I remain a criminal forever, or...?

Xin pressed his trembling hands against his sleeves.

He knew that if he didn't seize this opportunity, he and Mo would miss out on too much.

Therefore, Xin boldly raised his head and looked directly at Qin Shi: "May I ask, sir, is it not possible to do both?"

Qin Shi laughed: "Do both?"

"Yes." Xin cupped his hands again: "Once Mo has something he wants to do, he will forget to eat and sleep and concentrate on it."

In terms of the productivity of ancient technology and tools, it would take at least three to five hours to make something even slightly exquisite.

During this waiting period, is he destined to just go through this cycle day after day, year after year?

Therefore, at this moment, his expression became even more resolute.

“Even if a villain were to watch over someone like Mo every day, he probably couldn’t do anything… But right now, Qin Jun might need the skills that the criminal has now.”

Qin Shi smiled.

"You're being a bit greedy."

However, she liked this kind of greed that she could control.

He then waved his hand and said, "From now on, you will stay in the side hall of Xianyang Palace and wait for Mo to finish his work."

"but……"

Qin Shi's smile faded slightly: "There are some things that Mo needs to do that only the illiterate can do well—Xin, I hope you know your limits, so that I don't end up with no one to use."

Black Eyes is a human-shaped photocopier, but to put it into practice, workers are still needed.

Xin instantly became apprehensive.

Then he solemnly cupped his hands and bowed his head:
“From this day forward, I will never again approach the Mo family’s office.”

Qin Shi smiled and said, "There's no need for that. Most of the time, Mo still needs to do some inventions, and only occasionally does he need to cooperate with Hei Mu."

In this way, everyone is happy.

And Qin Shi finally remembered what he urgently needed to do right now—

"This object is used for plowing the land and is called a curved plow."

The New Year is in October, and then it is promoted nationwide as much as possible, which just in time for the winter tilling and land preparation.

Um, monthly votes, is it possible to get into the top ten?
[In ancient times, based on the theories of Bilibili up-master Xiao Yiding and some other materials, it would have been difficult to achieve either manually applying penicillin or surgically removing the fetus via cesarean section (Traditional Chinese Medicine has records of ancient surgeries, but those are different from cesarean section)].

Forceps were invented by the Chamberlain family in the 17th century and kept secret for another century. After they became widely used, the mortality rate from dystocia decreased from 30% to 5%.

Although it's an obscure remedy, it can truly be a lifesaver.