In his twenty years of life, this was the first time De'an realized he actually fainted at the sight of blood!
The midwife's voice came from inside. "You're already dilated to seven fingers, it'll be quick. Bear with it a little longer, my lady. We can already see the little young master's head."
Chen Wanqing lay on the bed, her face completely drained of color. Sweat soaked her clothes and hair, leaving her looking as though she had just been fished out of the water. If not for the faint rise and fall of her chest, one might easily have feared the worst.
The Imperial Physician came over to check her pulse, then administered acupuncture. The needles provided a certain degree of pain relief, which would make her feel a little better. Taking advantage of this brief pause, the Imperial Physician said to Xu Su Ying, "She has exhausted all her strength. It would be best for her to eat something more..."
