After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 219 Consultation Fee

"Okay, that's great. It's a blessing for Han'er to marry a wife as clever and skillful as you."

Mrs. Wu's heart was filled with spring joy, her face was filled with genuine relief and joy, and her eyes were shining with beautiful expectations for the future.

Outside the yard, although Qing'an kept his back straight and did not dare to relax at all, he could clearly feel the coldness gradually solidifying on his master's body, as if the air around him was frozen. His heart couldn't help but tighten and he felt like sitting on pins and needles. He secretly prayed that all this would pass quickly.

Song Yanyi's face was gloomy, like a dark cloud covering the sun, his eyes were fixed on the ordinary yet warm courtyard, and the unhappy emotions emanating from his body were like substance, almost tangible.

The jealousy and confusion in her heart were mixed together. When had she ever cared so much about the trivialities of her life?

It seemed that in his memory, all he had done was deception and perfunctory treatment. What charm did Lin Han have that made her so worried?

Cui Rongrong stayed in the courtyard for nearly an hour, walked out with slightly heavy steps, with a hint of barely perceptible fatigue between her brows, and returned to the place called home.

Night had quietly fallen over the horizon. She was holding a warm lantern, her steps as light as the wind. Even after a day of hard work, she did not show any sign of fatigue.

Thinking back to her past days at Xie's house, she would complain and whine even about trivial matters like grinding ink or playing the zither, wishing she could just lean lazily somewhere all the time, not wanting to move even a bit.

Song Yanyi quietly watched her back as she walked away, until Xu Shujin came forward to open the door for her and gently invited her to eat. The bright lights in the courtyard reflected the warmth of the home, but he, the owner of the house, felt an unprecedented loneliness, a desolation that could not be dispelled even when surrounded by people.

Cui Rongrong was about to take a bath to relax after dinner, when suddenly an urgent knock on the door broke the tranquility of the night: "Doctor Bai! Doctor Bai!"

The call from outside the door carried an urgency that could not be ignored.

Upon hearing this, Cui Rong hurried out. The moment the door opened, she asked anxiously, "What happened?"

A sweaty, anxious man stood outside the door, his eyes revealing undisguised fear and helplessness: "My wife started having labor pains tonight, but the baby hasn't been born yet. The midwife said that if it's delayed any further, her life might be in danger. Doctor Bai, do you have any way to save her?"

Cui Rongrong's expression froze, and she spoke with determination: "I'll go and take a look right away."

As she turned around, she shouted, "Su Yue, bring me my medicine box!"

Su Yue responded quickly and handed the heavy medicine box to Cui Rongrong.

Cui Rongrong carried the medicine box and quickly followed the man out. They saw a simple mule cart parked on the side. The man hurriedly led her onto the cart, then whipped the horse and the vehicle sped away.

Qing An witnessed this scene from the side, and was surprised but more worried: "It's so late at night, and my cousin is so bold to follow a strange man. What if something unexpected happens?"

Song Yanyi frowned when he heard this, and his tone was full of unquestionable command: "Follow them."

"Yes."

Qing'an responded and followed closely.

The mule cart bumped along the bumpy road for about half an hour and finally arrived at a remote village.

The village was brightly lit at this time, and the villagers poked their heads out one by one, looking around nervously and curiously, obviously attracted by the news that the daughter-in-law was having a difficult childbirth.

The mule cart stopped in front of a dilapidated thatched house. Cui Rongrong quickly got off the cart and was led into the house by the man anxiously: "Doctor Bai, please save my wife, please!"

Inside the house, a woman with a face as pale as paper was lying on the wooden bed. Sweat was pouring down like a fountain, soaking her hair and sticking tightly to her thin cheeks. She was too weak to shout out due to the severe pain and could only utter a faint whimper occasionally.

Cui Rong decisively fed a piece of precious ginseng into the woman's mouth, hoping that it could temporarily sustain her fragile life.

The midwife was extremely anxious: "The baby is in the wrong position and can't be delivered. If we continue like this, I'm afraid both mother and child will be in danger."

Faced with this situation, Cui Rong remained calm. She quickly performed acupuncture on the woman, then gently and accurately touched her abdomen, confirming that the fetus was indeed in an abnormal position, with one little foot already exposed.

With her superb medical skills, she calmly pressed the pregnant woman's abdomen and skillfully adjusted the position of the fetus in the abdomen. Her movements were quick and precise.

The pregnant woman couldn't bear the pain and let out a heart-wrenching scream. The midwife was so nervous that she dared not breathe, but every movement of Cui Rong was so neat and decisive, with almost no pause, and she corrected the fetus' position in one breath.

"Hold on a little longer, push harder, don't be afraid, the baby will come out soon."

Cui Rongrong comforted the pregnant woman with a gentle voice.

The pregnant woman gritted her teeth and used up her last bit of strength.

Soon, a clear baby cry echoed throughout the cottage and penetrated the night sky of the entire village.

The villagers were so excited when they heard the news that they whispered to each other, "It's born! It's born! Doctor Bai is like a god! We are so lucky to have invited her!"

"Thank God, it's a blessing!"

Everyone's face was filled with irrepressible joy, and Qing'an couldn't help but sigh: "My cousin is so powerful."

Song Yanyi watched Cui Rongrong walk out of the room with the newborn baby in her arms, and handed the child to the tearful father with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, both mother and child are safe."

The man excitedly hugged the child, knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and burst into tears of gratitude: "It's all thanks to Doctor Bai! It's all thanks to Doctor Bai!"

Cui Rong hurriedly helped him up, her eyes full of earnestness: "Remember, your wife endured great pain to give birth to this son for you, you must love her even more in the future."

The man nodded with tears in his eyes, hugged the little life in his arms tightly, and said firmly: "I will do it."

After saying this, he hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and anxiously asked about the medical fee.

Cui Rongrong looked around and noticed the dilapidated thatched cottage. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "No need, forget about the consultation fee."

"How does this work?"

The man looked determined.

"Really, it's just a small matter."

Wan'er downplayed it, with a carefree look in her eyes and eyebrows, as if this little bit of hardship was not worth mentioning at all to her.

Just at this moment, a trembling old man walked out of the house with a basket of eggs in his hand, and insisted that Wan'er accept them.

"These are eggs laid by our own chickens. Doctor Bai can't make this trip in vain. Please accept them. This is a small token of our appreciation."

Seeing this, Wan'er could not resist the old man's kindness and had to take the heavy basket.

She held the eggs in her arms and smiled like a flower blooming in spring. Her innocent joy could not be concealed even in the dark night.

Song Yanyi stared at the scene in a daze, as if he discovered for the first time that her smile was so sincere and brilliant.