Chapter 3

The midwife obediently left the room. In the dim light, only Zhao Wanxi and Shangguan Yushu were left. Shangguan Yushu walked to the round table of Songhua wood carving, sat down gracefully, and rounded the porcelain cup with her fingers. Her face looked like a good play, and she came with a vicious voice --

"if my sister died in childbirth, I would be the young lady of Chu house ！”

Zhao Wanxi took a deep breath and told herself that she must calm down and give birth to a child peacefully, so as to save her life before she can clean up the little bitch in front of her.

"Open your eyes and watch it. My sister will give you a sample today so that you can learn how to have a baby!"

Zhao Wanxi's cold eyes are full of stubborn ruthlessness, with a bit of provocation to meet Shangguan Yushu's Apricot eyes, like a cold and humid pool in the dark. Such strange eyes bring Shangguan Yushu an extremely strong sense of oppression, and her body is also stiff in the moment.

Zhao Wanxi clenched her teeth and glanced faintly. In front of the bed, the hot water, towel, scissors and liquor prepared by the midwife were all there. Although the tools were simple and crude, she could make do with them. She would be able to deliver her baby smoothly.

What's more, if Zhao Wanxi wants to live now, she can only find this way out.

Zhao Wanxi, who is called "little magic doctor" in modern times, is clever and greedy, but she is not unjust. Although she is cruel to the patient, she can do the same to herself.

Zhao Wanxi works hard with her breathing. She is very professional. She doesn't look like Shangguan Wanxi, a delicate young lady. More than an hour later, she was soaked with sweat and blood, and watched her baby's head show

Sitting on the chair, Shangguan Yushu can't help but be shocked. She has never seen such a tough Shangguan Wanxi before. She is about to give birth without the help of the midwife.

No! Shangguan Yushu stands up fiercely with a gloomy face. She can't let Shangguan Wanxi live to give birth to her baby. Otherwise, even if she sets all kinds of favors, she is only a concubine after all.

Straight feel a shadow hit, is trying to give birth to Zhao Wanxi suddenly neck a tight, the next second will understand, Shangguan Yushu did not intend to let her live.

"You..."

"Sister, you can only die!"

Zhao Yu Shu tried her best to squeeze her neck.

Childbirth tossed for such a long time, Zhao Wanxi has long been exhausted, was Shangguan Yushu desperate to suppress, unable to fight back, is her fate is to die in the hands of a bitch?

Ten fingers grope on the bed, sharp touch across Zhao Wanxi's fingertips, her eyes instantly burst out two cold awns, delicate facial features exude an indescribable momentum, frightening eyes can't help Shangguan Yushu's heart.

"Ah -"

before Shangguan Yushu could react, the bright red liquid had spilled from her shoulder. The blade was sharp and the wound was deep. The pain made her let go and even step back, just a little bit. The scissors in Zhao Wanxi's hand almost broke her beautiful face, which made Shangguan Yushu's legs soft and scared.

The coldness of Zhao Wanxi's eyes is like a flash of lightning. The scissors in her hand are more tightly held: "even if I die, I will let my sister walk in front of me!"

Shangguan Yushu's body trembles slightly. Looking at the blood, her skirt is dyed red. The strong blood pressure makes her gasp. She is still pregnant, in case the child has a good or bad

"Come on, pass on the doctor quickly..."