Rebirth of a Farming Wife - Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Five

“She’s given birth, she’s given birth.” The An Family sighed with relief as Su Wenyue finally delivered the child and happily exclaimed. Yet, the midwife’s face showed traces of tension. After waiting for a while without hearing the child’s cries, everyone then felt that something wasn’t quite right.

“Doctor Lin, come quickly and see what’s the matter with the child, why there’s no movement, not even a whimper.” The An Family urgently asked. The child, whom her daughter had risked her life to deliver, better not have any complications.

After checking, Doctor Lin said, “The child was choked by the amniotic fluid, they’ve stopped breathing.”

The midwife, no stranger to such situations, confidently turned the child upside down and gently, but firmly, tapped their back. A stream of water gushed from the baby’s mouth, followed by a few soft cries, resembling the meows of a kitten.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. Being able to make a sound was good, even if the breath was weak and the body didn’t look very strong. With careful nurturing, they would survive and grow.

Only then did the midwife announce the good news: “Congratulations, Master and Madam, you have been blessed with a precious daughter.”

Su Wenyue had been holding on without fainting, wanting to know the condition of her child. Now hearing the midwife’s words, she couldn’t hold on any longer and closed her eyes, falling asleep.

“Doctor Lin, come quickly and check on my wife, is she alright?” Han Yu, delighted that the daughter had also been saved and now with three children connected by blood, became anxious when he saw Su Wenyue faint and insisted that Doctor Lin check her pulse.

Doctor Lin took Su Wenyue’s pulse but his frown deepened instead of telling Han Yu that Su Wenyue was merely resting from exhaustion—a clear sign that there were complications.

While the midwife was tidying up, her expression suddenly turned grave: “It’s not good, the Madam has a postpartum hemorrhage.”

The color drained from the faces of everyone in the room when the midwife spoke. They all knew the meaning of a hemorrhage: if the bleeding could not be stopped promptly, it could be life-threatening, and Su Wenyue had already lost so much blood before.

Han Yu, with a stony expression, watched as Doctor Lin and the midwife hurriedly worked, inserting needles and administering medicine, his heart chilled. He couldn’t bear to think of a life without Su Wenyue, especially now that their child had just been born, yet they faced this twist of fate.

Thankfully, the bleeding finally stopped, but Su Wenyue remained unconscious. Han Yu stayed by her side, too worried to care about anything else. In the military camp, Su Hengyi had already asked for leave on Han Yu’s behalf, avoiding more troubles.

“Son-in-law, you should at least eat something and rest for a while. Guarding Lady Yue like this, without eating, drinking, or resting, when she wakes up, you won’t be able to hold up,” the An Family reasoned with Han Yu. He ate without tasting anything, but he refused to rest, staying beside Su Wenyue, in case of any emergency.

At that time, Su Wenyue was trapped in a nightmare, things from her previous life vague and looming, people and events, one by one, causing her immense pain from which she couldn’t free herself. A pained expression crossed her face, and tears slid down her cheeks.

Han Yu noticed immediately: “Lady Yue, what’s wrong? Wake up, wake up!”

Han Yu tried to pull Su Wenyue from her dream, but no matter how he called, he couldn’t rouse her. Doctor Lin, after examining her, could only shake his head. Over the days, Su Wenyue’s condition had physically improved a lot, but she still didn’t wake up, seemingly lost in her own world, and Doctor Lin couldn’t determine the cause.

“Perhaps Lady Yue has been cursed by something. Why don’t we invite a priest to perform a ritual?” the An Family suggested, as her daughter remained unresponsive and Doctor Lin’s medical skills seemed ineffective.

Han Yu didn’t believe in this, but his wife’s inexplicable slumber forced him to consider other possibilities. He remembered their return from Lingyin Temple, and pulled a string of Buddhist beads from his pocket—a gift from a somewhat senile old monk, which his wife had given him insisting on its protective power and demanding he wear it.

Han Yu placed the beads back onto Su Wenyue’s wrist, and curiously, while they seemed ordinary in his possession, they exuded a glow and seemed filled with spiritual energy on Su Wenyue, which Han Yu attributed to his imagination, or perhaps they simply looked good on her fair skin.

To Han Yu’s delight, with the beads on, Su Wenyue’s face regained its calm, devoid of any previous pain. He couldn’t help feeling that there was something mystical about it, especially as his wife’s occasional strange remarks which he used to find odd, now seemed to resonate with some hidden truth.

As Su Wenyue struggled in torment with no escape, suddenly, the sound of chanting filled her mind, erasing all hatred and anguish, leaving only peace. She didn’t know how long it had been when the sharp sound of a wooden fish echoed, as if something in her mind had exploded, and she woke up.

“Lady Yue, have you awakened?!”

Su Wenyue opened her eyes, her thoughts still a blur, unsure of the time, only to see Han Yu’s delighted face.

“You are, Han Yu? Why would you be here?” Su Wenyue’s voice carried a hint of strangeness and disbelief. She blinked, still trying to escape the remnants of her dream.

Han Yu found Su Wenyue’s current state odd but was relieved she had awakened, and he hugged her tightly.

“Daughter-in-law, it’s good you’ve awakened, very good. The children are all well too. I’ll have the nanny bring them over for you to see soon, you’ll surely be delighted.”

Su Wenyue, hearing Han Yu’s words, suddenly remembered something. Snippets and images flashed in her mind but still felt hazy. After a while, she felt tired and drifted back to sleep.

“Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, wake up, don’t sleep now. You’ve slept for so long already. Get up and eat something first; you said you wanted to see our children.” Seeing Su Wenyue fall asleep again, Han Yu feared she would lapse back into unconsciousness and tried to wake her.

“So tired, let me sleep a while,” Su Wenyue murmured half-awake, irritated at being disturbed, and then fell back asleep.

Seeing this, Han Yu felt somewhat relieved, and Doctor Lin, hearing the news of Su Wenyue’s awakening, hurried over to take her pulse, finally showing a smile of relief.

“Master, you need not worry, the Madam will be fine this time. She’s just weary, which makes her sleepier. Once she’s rested enough, she’ll naturally wake up.”

The good news of Su Wenyue’s awakening spread quickly through the Su Mansion. Ever since Su Wenyue delivered three children, the atmosphere finally turned truly celebratory. Giving birth to two dragons and one phoenix in one delivery was a huge blessing, unprecedented in Xinye County.