If you don't consummate the marriage for three years and then marry a successful educated youth

Around 2 a.m., a series of urgent knocks sounded on the door.

Jiang Lie sat up abruptly, gently patted his wife's shoulder, and said in a tender tone, "Wife, go to sleep. I'll go out and see what's going on."

"Okay, hurry back."

"understood."

He got out of bed, put on his shoes, and opened the courtyard gate. The man at the gate was taken aback when he saw that he was a tall man: "Hello, is this Dr. Wen's house? I have urgent business with her."

"Yes, I'm her man. You can just tell me if you need anything."

"Alright, I'm from Qingshan Brigade. I heard that Dr. Wen is a good doctor, so I came here to beg her to save my wife. My wife is having a difficult labor because of breech presentation. She's been in labor for two days and still hasn't come out. The barefoot doctor said your wife can be saved."

Jiang Lie narrowed his eyes upon hearing this: "The barefoot doctor said my wife is okay. My wife is good at treating illnesses, but she can't perform surgery. Your wife is having a difficult childbirth and you're not taking her to the hospital? What are you thinking?"

The man rubbed his hands, looking somewhat guilty: "I... I didn't expect it to be so dangerous. My mother said that even a difficult childbirth can be successful."

"..."

"Wait here, I'll go ask my wife."

"Okay, okay, brother, hurry up, my wife is really in danger. The barefoot doctor said there's no hope. Even if we take her to the town hospital now, it will take two hours, and there won't be enough time."

Jiang Lie pursed his lips and gave her a cold glance: "I know, wait here and don't wander off."

He turned and walked into the house, quickening his pace.

Wen Yao came out wearing a coat: "What's wrong, Ah Lie?"

"The woman from the next brigade is having a difficult labor and is about to die. She came to you for help, but it's too late to get her to the town hospital now. This kind of difficult labor is no small matter and can be saved easily."

"Difficult labor? We have to go and see if we can save her or not. It's two lives at stake. I'll go get the medical kit. Tell him to wait for me at the door, think carefully about the patient's condition, and tell me everything on the way."

"The more detailed the better, I need it."

Jiang Lie nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take care of it."

Wen Yao jogged into the house, opened the medicine cabinet, glanced around, stuffed everything she might need into the medicine box, and looked at the ginseng bottle in the corner.

He paused for a moment, then took a few slices and set them aside. In case of danger, the ginseng slices from the medicine valley would be more useful in keeping him alive.

Within two minutes, the person carrying the medicine kit ran to the gate of the courtyard, urging, "Come on, take us to your house quickly. Now just answer my questions."

"When did your wife start having stomach pains? How long has she been in labor?"

"My wife started having abdominal pain about two days ago. It was intermittent, but she couldn't give birth. They called a midwife to examine her belly and said... the baby was in the wrong position and she was having a difficult labor."

"I started bleeding quite a bit today. I went to see a barefoot doctor, and he gave me some medicine, but I still couldn't stop the bleeding. I really had no other choice but to come and see you."

Wen Yao coldly glanced at him: "You've been in labor for two days and haven't given birth yet. Why didn't you take her to the hospital during the day? What are you doing, dragging it out until the middle of the night?"

The man was taken aback by the harsh words, then shrank back, looking somewhat aggrieved: "I... my mother said it's nothing, that's how it is for women during childbirth, it's not strange if it takes three or four days to give birth."

"I told her to wait a bit, that she might give birth tonight, but I didn't expect her to start bleeding that night, and I couldn't stop it."

"waste."

Jiang Lie retorted without any politeness, "Why aren't you running yet? Haven't you eaten? You don't even care about your own wife giving birth, you useless thing."

The man was so angry he didn't dare say a word.

Twenty minutes later, the person arrived. A hoarse, painful groan came from inside. Wen Yao quickened her pace and saw a familiar face in the courtyard. Who else could it be but the barefoot doctor she had met by the river?

When the barefoot doctor saw her arrive, a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips: "Dr. Wen is here. I'm not as capable as you, so I'll leave this to you. You'd better hurry up and go in."

Wen Yao ignored it, lifted the curtain and went in. She was met with a strong smell of blood. She pursed her lips and walked over.

The midwife frowned when she saw her approach: "Who are you?"

"Doctor, move aside, let me check on the mother's condition."

"It's a difficult labor, there's no hope. The best course of action now is a C-section. Since the mother can't be saved anyway, it's better to get the baby out. Otherwise, the baby will suffocate if we delay any longer."

Wen Yao pulled the incessantly chattering midwife away, lifted the blanket and glanced inside. Blood was still seeping out, and the contractions were weak. If the baby wasn't born within an hour, both mother and child would die.

He took a deep breath, lifted the blanket to expose the pregnant woman's belly, looked at her pained face, and put a ginseng slice in her mouth: "Listen to me, I will definitely save you. Now don't speak, hold the ginseng slice in your mouth and wait for me to turn the baby around."

The woman's mind went blank. She looked at the person beside the bed and mumbled, "Save, save the child, cut him out."

Wen Yao shook her head: "No, you'll die if you do that. Listen to me, you'll all be fine. Don't talk, save your energy."

After disinfecting her hands and arms, she bent down to look at the baby's tiny foot that was sticking out, which was twitching slightly. Wen Yao held a needle in her hand and pierced the baby's foot.

As the baby's little feet retracted, he reached in and pushed them to make sure the baby's feet were back in place. Then he placed his hand on the mother's belly and began to slowly rotate it.

The woman in labor suddenly gripped the bed sheet tightly, her eyes wide open as she whimpered in pain.

As Wen Yao turned around, she said, "Hang in there, everything will be alright. If you die, who will take care of your child? The child won't survive if you rely on your stepmother."

"Protect your own child, just bear with it and it will be over soon."

"Ugh, sob sob~~~"

A few minutes later, the baby finally turned to the right position. Wen Yao's hands were covered in blood, but she didn't care. She looked at the woman in labor who was staring at her with wide eyes and said softly, "Come on, take a deep breath with me, inhale and exhale."

"Very good. I'll count to three, two, one, then you start to exert force. Listen to me."

New mother: "Mmm."

"Three, two, one, inhale forcefully."

With ginseng slices in her mouth, the woman in labor could only clench her teeth and whimper.

Wen Yao stared intently: "Very good, we can see the baby's head now. Take a breath and rest, then we'll continue. Don't rush."

Upon hearing that she could see the baby's head, tears streamed down the mother's face. She felt a surge of strength; she was determined to give birth to the baby.

"Okay, let's get ready. Three, two, one, push!"

As the baby was born, the mother breathed her last, her body trembling slightly. She stared intently, her eyes bloodshot and unreadable, and mumbled, "How is the baby?"

The midwife looked at the baby, whose body was covered in bruises, and her hand trembled: "No, he's not breathing anymore, he's been holding his breath like this."

Wen Yao turned around and glared at him: "Shut up!"

I put the baby on the bed, opened the medicine box, took out something, pried open the baby's mouth to clean it, quickly pressed on the heart and lungs, and then forcefully flicked the baby's toes.