The Ugly Woman's Country Life: The Mountain Man Loves His Wife to the Extreme <<< Chapter 4118: Little Cotton Jacket

When crying, they start coughing, and after coughing, they wheeze. After drinking three mouthfuls of soup medicine, an estimated two and a half spoons are spat out.

Luckily, Yang Ruqing stuffed a handkerchief into his chest and held another one by her mouth to wipe it at any time. This way, she didn't stain her clothes.

Three people exhausted all their strength and finally managed to feed the medicine down. The child just kept crying, crying for a while and then gasping for breath.

To be honest, seeing this situation, Yang Ruohua felt very uncomfortable.

This child is truly a porcelain doll. I really want to spend ten times the effort caring for them compared to other children, otherwise, there is always a danger of something happening.

“Grandpa, you all should go back. There are too many people here, it's fine with just the three of us.”

Having handed the child over to Liao Meiyng to coax him to sleep, Yang Yongxian turned back to Lao Yang's side and said in a low voice.

Lao Yang nodded, stood up and said: "Alright, I just came to take a look and feel reassured. I can't help much, that's the doctor's job, so we're going back."

Yang Yongzhi said, "Big brother, I'll stay and accompany you. Let grandpa and Uncle Three go back."

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Yang Yongxian patted Yang Yongzhi's shoulder: "Brother knows your intentions. You should go back too. Your third sister-in-law is about to give birth, and Hong'er is being mischievous again. Without you at home, your wife and child won't even have a proper meal. Go back quickly!"

Yang Yongzhi nodded.

Yang Huazhong said, "I'll leave the carriage for you. If anything happens, just let me know."

Yang Yongxian said, "Okay, then thank you, Third Uncle." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

On the way back, Yang Yongzhi still drove the car, with Yang Ruqing sitting beside him.

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The rear carriage was where Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong were seated.

Last night, Old Dad ran in and out all night, keeping him up all night. Let him take a nap on the train car.

This was Yang Ruqing's intention, but in fact, along the way, Old Yang kept chatting with Yang Huazhong non-stop, making Yang Huazhong unable to fall asleep at all. He yawned several times.

Yang Ruqing couldn't help but speak up and remind Lao Yang, "Grandpa, my father hasn't slept all night. Why don't you guys continue your conversation later? At least let him rest his eyes for a while."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, the old man in the carriage, Lao Yangtou, paused for a moment. When his voice sounded again, he said to Lao San, "Lao San, are you sleepy? If you're sleepy, just close your eyes and rest for a while!"

Well, that's what he said, but his tone made it clear that he wasn't finished talking and wanted to continue the conversation!

Yang Huazhong wasn't stupid, of course he could hear it. So, the good-natured old man smiled and said: "It's nothing, no need to rest."

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Yang Ruqing said again, "I heard your father yawn several times already. This doesn't even need to be about recovering your spirit? Father, don't force it. My grandfather will understand you. Grandfather, right?"

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Old Yang chuckled and said, "Old Third, if you're tired, don't force it. Rest up for a bit, I'll be quiet too, let me rest up as well."

“That’s best then, Father and Grandfather should rest. I and Third Brother will focus on driving the carriage. When we arrive at the village, I’ll wake you both up,” Yang Ruqing said.

At last, the rear carriage fell silent. Soon after, Yang Ruoqing heard her father's snoring coming from inside.

Yang Ruqing felt so sorry for her father. He must be exhausted to fall asleep as soon as he lay down. Oh, dear father, you've worked so hard!

Yang Yongzhi lowered his voice and said, "Qinger, you're the only one who can come up with a solution. Third Uncle finally gets some rest."

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Yang Ruqing raised an eyebrow at Yang Yongzhi, a sly smile playing on her lips.

"By the way, Third Brother, when is your wife due to give birth? I feel like she's been saying she's going to give birth for ages now?" Yang Ruqing asked.

Yang Yongzhi said, "Oh, don't mention it. Xiu'er was born a month early, and your third sister-in-law delayed it almost a month later. It really makes people go gray!"

"Huh? It's been a whole month delayed already? Have you gotten a doctor to look at it? What about the midwife?" Yang Ruqing hurried to ask.

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I've read some related books in my past life. There was a case where the due date of a pregnant woman was on National Day, but she remained inactive even after National Day passed.

The doctor examined me and said that the environment in my uterus is gradually becoming unsuitable for continued pregnancy, otherwise the child would deteriorate inside.

So they quickly administered an injection to induce labor, while others opted for a cesarean section.

As for the scientific principles, it's quite subtle and involves a lot of specialized gynecological knowledge.

"Third Sister-in-law, is there anything uncomfortable or unusual about your body?" Yang Ruohua quickly followed up.

Yang Yongzhi said: "I've consulted several doctors. They checked the fetal position and everything, saying the child is fine inside."

“Your third sister-in-law doesn’t seem to have anything wrong with her, except that she feels a little heavy in the body and has some mild swelling in her legs. When she sits there, the bones at the back of her hips and buttocks ache a bit. That's about it.” Yang Yongzhi spoke truthfully.

Yang Ruqing pondered for a moment, then continued, "Does the child still kick my third sister-in-law inside?"

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Yang Yongzhi laughed, “Kick? Why not kick? So mischievous! Sometimes I put my hand there, and the child even kicks my hand!”

From these aspects, everything is normal, and there is no sign of the fetal heartbeat weakening a little. The child continues to enjoy exercising as usual.

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"When the fruit is ripe, the stem will fall. There's nothing else to do but wait." Finally, Yang Ruoheng could only say this.

In this era, there are medicines that can induce birth, but those kinds of medicine are hard to obtain. Village doctors like Uncle Fu don't have them on hand.

And Yang Ruqing's medicine storehouse didn't have this medicine either. The medicines in her storehouse were all healing herbs, specifically used on the battlefield.

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Besides, even if there were labor-inducing drugs, I wouldn't dare to give them to my third sister-in-law casually. I can only wait patiently.

As noon approached, the carriage returned to the village.

Yang Huazhong dozed in the car for a while, and when he got out, he felt a bit more refreshed.

“Father, Yongzhi, come to my house for a meal. Qinger’s mother must have cooked a delicious spread.” The man extended a sincere invitation to them.

Yang Yongzhi shook his head directly: “No, Third Uncle. Liu'er and Hong'er are at home. I'm not at ease, so I'll go back first.”

Old Yang also said, "Your mother is most likely stretching her neck waiting for news. I won't delay you any longer, I'll come back for dinner next time."

Old Yang also passed away.

Yang Huazhong turned to look at Yang Ruohong. Yang Ruohong said, "Father, you don't have to invite me. I can come whenever I want to eat. Father, hurry back to the house. After lunch, remember to take a nap. Your eyes are all bloodshot!"

Yang Huazhong grinned, thinking to himself that his daughter still understood how to care for people. No wonder she was called a little cotton jacket, she truly was warm and comforting.

"Alright, then I'll go back. You should head back inside too!" Yang Huazhong said, and the father and daughter parted ways for now.

In the east room, Tan listened to Lao Yang's account and spat on the ground.

“That woman Li, that poisonous shrew, was only concerned with herself. When you left, she hadn't even returned to the medical hall?” Mrs. Tan seized on this detail and interrogated further.

Old Yang shook his head: “Haven’t seen him. He’s probably still eating dumplings!”

Tan gritted her teeth: "Hmph, eat eat eat, even at this time you are still eating. When Xiur is back, I will have a good account with her and let her not be able to swallow!"

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