Cesarean section?
The wooden stick in Jingrong’s hand cracked with a snap, breaking into two pieces!
He was certain he hadn’t misheard. His brows furrowed tightly as he said, “The person in that coffin is already dead.”
As if reminding her.
Ji Yunshu nodded, indicating she understood.
Jingrong paused slightly, seeming to guess her intention, and asked, “Then… what do you want this prince to help you with?”
She was busy winding the needle and thread around her finger. Glancing over there, the coffin had already been properly placed, and the other party was thanking Lang Bo.
Then turning to meet Jingrong’s gaze, she said, “I want to know when that woman died.”
Jingrong understood her meaning. He rose, lifting his robes, and walked over there.
Lang Bo also hurriedly introduced, “This is my young master.”
That person, completely soaked through, nodded gratefully, “Many thanks for your assistance, young master. Otherwise, my wife’s remains might have been damaged. May I know your honorable surname?”
“My surname is Rong.”
“My surname is Ke. I originally came to the Central Plains for trade, but unexpectedly my wife suddenly contracted an illness and passed away. I was rushing through the night to return home, but encountered this heavy rain.”
While speaking, he sighed deeply!
Trade?
You liar!
Those five peacock tail feathers had already exposed his identity, yet he continued pretending.
Never mind. Jingrong didn’t expose him either—after all, he himself was also concealing his identity.
He said, “Master Ke, when did your wife pass away?”
“This morning.”
“Passed away this morning? That’s truly regrettable.”
Jingrong emphasized his tone, deliberately letting Ji Yunshu hear.
Ke Cha couldn’t help but sigh again.
Hearing what Jingrong had just said and learning the time of death, Ji Yunshu felt even more certain in her heart.
So she rose and walked over. Her slender figure in plain clothing, her hair styled simply and elegantly. Though she wore a veil, it was difficult to conceal those beautiful eyes, as if shrouded in a wisp of light mist, alternating between substance and illusion.
In this ruined temple, she became a pleasing “scenery.”
She walked before Ke Cha, her lips parting lightly beneath the light blue veil. “Master Ke, I wonder if it would be convenient for me to examine your wife’s remains?”
Ke Cha looked confused.
“You are?”
“I…”
Before she finished, Jingrong took the lead.
“This is my wife.”
Ji Yunshu rolled her eyes at him but didn’t argue with him.
Ke Cha politely bowed his head, then asked curiously, “Miss, why do you wish to see my wife’s remains?”
She asked, “Your wife was about eight months pregnant, correct?”
“Yes.”
“Master Ke, I believe your child is still alive.”
These words made everyone suddenly tense.
Alive?
“This… how is this possible? My child is still alive? This…”
She explained, “The fetus absorbs nutrients from the mother’s body through the placenta, then converts blood and nutrients through the umbilical cord. Although your wife has passed away, the fetus will not die immediately.”
“…”
These terms that would only appear in modern times, others naturally couldn’t understand.
“If Master Ke trusts me, I can safely extract the fetus from your wife’s abdomen.”
Ji Yunshu’s tone was resolute.
Ke Cha was astonished. “You’re truly certain my child is still alive?”
She nodded and added, “The longer the child remains in the abdomen, the harder it will be for it to survive. Master Ke, please make your own decision.”
Ke Cha rubbed his hands together, hesitating for a while. Though doubtful, he still gritted his teeth.
“Fine. As long as my child is alive, anything is acceptable.”
Turning his head, he instructed his people, “You all, open the coffin and carry Madam out.”
“Yes.”
Ke Cha took a gamble.
Those servants hurriedly complied, placing the corpse on the coffin lid.
“Wei Yi, give me the knife.” Ji Yunshu called out.
At this moment, Wei Yi still thought they were going to eat meat and happily handed over the knife.
He didn’t forget to ask, “Shu’er, can we eat meat now?”
Everyone’s hair stood on end!
Ji Yunshu swore that in the future, she would absolutely never deceive Wei Yi about such things again.
Her face beneath the veil flushed with embarrassment. She reached out to pat Wei Yi’s head. “You go sit over there obediently. Don’t make a sound, and don’t look this way, understand?”
“Why?”
“No reason why. Just obey, otherwise when we reach the capital, I won’t let you eat meat.”
Not being able to eat meat was unacceptable. Wei Yi covered his mouth, nodding repeatedly, and obediently sat back down. With his back to them, he picked up the wooden stick Jingrong had tossed aside and began poking at the fire sporadically.
Ji Yunshu surveyed the surrounding people and said, “All of you turn around as well, to avoid complications.”
Everyone was also very obedient, averting their gazes and turning their backs to the coffin, forming a circle.
Only Ke Cha stood by the coffin, nervously looking at his deceased wife, eyes full of tears.
Fortunately, the Huyi people all wore short garments—no need for the tedium of unbuttoning and removing clothes.
Ji Yunshu lifted the woman’s clothing up, exposing the slightly purple-blue distended belly.
The shape of the protruding belly was not round and smooth, but rather somewhat uneven.
“Miss, is the child truly still alive?” Ke Cha still had some doubts.
Ji Yunshu nodded, her brows tightening.
She had already placed one hand on the protruding belly. Her other hand held that wide, flat small knife that had been heated over the fire. At a 45-degree angle, finding the right position, she pressed down. The knife tip gradually sank into the flesh!
Her wrist applied slight force, gripping the knife handle, sliding it horizontally, cutting open what was originally intact belly skin with a gash.
Blood slowly oozed out, somewhat viscous, immediately staining her pale fingers.
She lowered her head, extremely focused. But the veil was blown by the breeze, swaying in her line of sight, truly quite obstructive.
Frowning slightly, she yanked the veil off and tossed it to the ground.
The light blue veil, stained with blood from her five fingers, actually appeared somewhat decorative.
Of course, the scar on her left cheek was also revealed.
When Ke Cha saw it, his eyes couldn’t help but tremble, as if feeling some regret.
At this moment, however, he couldn’t concern himself with the beauty or ugliness of the woman before him. He only watched without blinking as she cut open his wife’s belly.
The opening was almost sufficient. Ji Yunshu looked inside the belly, shook her head—not enough. So taking the knife, she opened it a bit more before stopping.
The next moment, a pair of slender hands reached into the belly. The movements were very gentle. She felt around inside for a while, left and right, until she was certain her hands had accurately touched the small infant inside. Only then did she gradually apply force, lifting an unborn infant from the belly full of thick blood.
Seeing that blood-stained tiny body lying in her bloody hands, Ji Yunshu’s heart tightened involuntarily, becoming even more cautious!
Ke Cha’s mouth gaped open, yet he looked at that tiny “lump of flesh” with eyes full of tears, his lips trembling.
“The child, my… my child?”
Ji Yunshu’s skill in cutting corpses was sufficient, but she had never delivered a child before. However, following the pattern, she still knew a bit.
Cutting the umbilical cord with the knife, she grasped the infant’s feet, holding it upside down, gently patting the infant’s bottom.
Once, twice…
“Waaah—”
The child’s breath was very weak, the cry also somewhat feeble, but at least, this child was alive.
Hearing the cry, everyone turned to look, seeing Ji Yunshu holding that small child in her hands, like holding a little chicken.
But when they saw the woman lying on the wooden board with her belly open, several people’s faces changed color. Covering their mouths, they were about to vomit.
Ke Cha quickly grabbed a dry cloth and took the child into his arms.
Tears streaming down his face, he cried a complete mess!