Named Ah Mo
At this moment, the run-down temple was filled with the sound of a child's cries. It wasn't noisy, but it added some liveliness to the place.
However, some people were astonished!
They were astonished that the child was still alive. They were astonished that Ji Yunshu was able to remove the child from the womb.
It was simply miraculous!
One of Ke Cha's attendants was overjoyed. "It's a baby boy! Master, it's a young master! Madam gave birth to a young master!"
"Yes, it's my son! I have a son! I have a son!"
Ke Cha was so excited that his whole body was trembling. He hastily ordered, "Go fetch some goat's milk, quickly!"
"Yes, yes, yes …"
The attendant called for a manservant and hurriedly fetched some goat's milk from the carriage outside. He warmed it over the fire and fed it to the child.
While everyone else was busy welcoming this little life, Ji Yunshu was extremely busy.
Her bloodstained hands hung in front of her chest. She was wrapping a thread around her finger and starting to stitch up the cut on the corpse's belly.
She lowered her head and concentrated on stitching.
She was like an embroidery master!
After the time it takes for half a stick of incense to burn, her hands finally stopped.
The cut was sewn together, and only a narrow trace could be seen. The corpse wasn't damaged.
She twisted her sore neck and ordered the manservants.
"Quickly carry your madam's body into the coffin, lest it gets damp and rot faster."
"Yes."
She took a few steps back and deliberately made room for him.
The manservants hurried over to help, but they were stunned when they saw the scar on Ji Yunshu's face.
What a pity!
It was originally a beautiful face, but it was ruined by that scar!
The manservants regained their senses and hurriedly carried the corpse into the coffin.
As they moved, the pungent smell of blood and rotting flesh assaulted their nostrils, making them feel nauseous.
Enduring the stench, they finally placed the corpse properly and closed the coffin.
Only then did Ji Yunshu pick up the veil she had torn off the ground, and silently left the ruined temple.
She stood under the eaves outside and stretched her hand into the rain. The sticky blood was slowly washed off her slender hand. She didn't forget to clean the blood-stained veil.
The small blue silk handkerchief felt very comfortable in her hands.
Watching the rainwater "explode" on her hand like a shower, the corners of her mouth actually curled up into a smile.
Like a child playing with water!
She didn't know when, but Jing Rong had already walked to her side. His eyes were filled with deep emotion and sorrow as he looked at the side of her scarred face.
How was it ugly?
It wasn't ugly at all!
Even though the long scar was carved on her cheek, her temperament could not be concealed.
Especially at this moment, when her lips were slightly curled up and emitted a faint smile, it was simply captivating!
"Is it fun?"
Jing Rong blurted out.
Ji Yunshu's hand paused. She glanced at him and indifferently said, "It's fun."
"Not cold?"
"Not at all!"
"I never knew that you could do that kind of work. In the past …"
Before he could finish, Ji Yunshu cut him off.
"Never before. This is the first time I've delivered a baby. No, this is the first time I've performed a C-section!"
"C-section?" Jing Rong frowned.
She tilted her head and pondered for a moment. Then, she explained, "If some pregnant women can't give birth, they will cut a hole in the belly and take out the child. Then, they will sew the belly back up. After a few days, when the meat has grown tight, they will remove the thread."
Her answer was very straightforward!
It was rare for her to explain with such patience.
Jing Rong's forehead was filled with black lines. Before this, he never knew that the child could be taken out of the belly.
It was no wonder that Ji Yunshu's explanation made him confused. After all, no one had ever done it before.
Unfortunately, in ancient times, most pregnant women died from dystocia. This was all because of the lack of C-sections!
"So it's like this!"
'Jing Rong, can you not pretend to understand when you don't understand?
Forget it, I won't expose you. '
Ji Yunshu withdrew her hands from the rain. Just as she was about to put them down, Jing Rong grabbed her left hand and lifted it in mid-air.
As the rain fell from the eaves, the two of them looked at each other.
He was a head taller than her, so she had to tilt her head to look at him.
Her heart suddenly tightened!
She felt that she had gone crazy!
Her five fingers were tightly clenched in Jing Rong's big palm. The warmth of his hand accompanied the blood coursing through her veins, warming her up from head to toe.
She quivered and wanted to pull her hand back.
But Jing Rong didn't let go!
"Let go!"
He used a commanding tone, not a request.
"I only want you to tell me the truth. Do you really not have me in your heart?"
"…"
"Answer me."
Jing Rong exerted force on his wrist and pulled her in front of him.
Ji Yunshu's expression sank. She was tongue-tied and couldn't speak.
Ever since she said, "You are a prince and I am a commoner," this lord had been silent the whole way from Jinjiang to here.
Even when he stopped to rest, he stood far away and didn't even look at her.
Along the way, she spoke to him a few times, but he remained silent and didn't reply. It was as if he was a punching bag!
Tonight, he couldn't hide his anger anymore. With a gulp, he 'poured' it out!
Ji Yunshu didn't mind repeating herself. She looked at him with a determined expression.
She said, "In my heart …"
She didn't finish her sentence.
"Both of you?" Ke Cha's voice sounded.
In the blink of an eye, Jing Rong loosened his grip and Ji Yunshu withdrew her hand.
The small interlude just now seemed to have disappeared.
Ke Cha held the child in his arms. At this moment, his eyes were filled with tears as he looked at Ji Yunshu with gratitude.
He approached her and said, "Miss, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid that my child wouldn't have survived. You are my benefactor and my child's benefactor."
"Master Ke, don't say that. As the saying goes, a good deed is also a virtuous deed. Besides, it should be your wife's spirit in heaven that blesses this child's safety."
"No matter what, you are my benefactor."
If it weren't for the child in his arms, Ke Cha would have knelt down and kowtowed to her.
Looking at the little person, Ji Yunshu couldn't help but smile. She couldn't help but ask, "Can I hold him?"
"Of course you can."
As he spoke, Ke Cha carefully carried the baby in his arms towards her.
Ji Yunshu's heart tightened as she held the child. Even her breathing became cautious. Looking at the swaddled child, her eyes slightly reddened.
"Miss, if you don't mind, can you give my child a nickname?" Ke Cha asked.
A name?
She had never done such a thing before.
Ji Yunshu gently swayed the little person in her arms and pondered for a moment. Then, she said, "It's a miracle that this child is still alive. It's a good omen for him to come back from the dead. Why don't we call him Ah Mo? I hope that in the future, he can overcome the difficulties and overcome the difficulties."
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