In the past, when she didn't suspect that the man in white was Yun Ni, she still had some feelings for the An family. Now that the man in white is still there, An Yi naturally doesn't want to have any more entanglements with the An family.
"Don't you want to know Yun Ni's situation? If you are willing to help me this time, I will tell you the truth back then!" An Mingqing said.
Anyi raised her eyes to look at him: "The truth?"
"Your mother's death is not as simple as it seems!" An Mingqing said in a deep voice, "But you have to follow me to save people first!"
Anyi hesitated for a moment.
"No matter how much you hate me and your father, Xia'er has no enmity against you. Aren't you a doctor? You would save anyone you meet on the street. Why wouldn't you save her?" An Mingqing almost said I want to kneel down for Anyi.
An Yi was stunned. The Xia'er An Mingqing mentioned was his wife An Zhao, the concubine daughter of Zhao Xian. She had met her once before when she was in the Duke Protector's Mansion.
Anyi calculated and asked in a deep voice: "Isn't the due date in November? What's wrong now?"
There was finally hope in An Ming's clear eyes: "The child is almost gone. He has been bleeding for the past few days. I have asked many doctors, big and small, to see him, but they all said there was nothing they could do. It's my fault, I didn't You can't take her back to Longcheng to find a better doctor for her meritorious service. Now in this area, the only person I can think of is you! I chased you all the way before catching up, please save Xia'er!"
Anyi stepped forward and picked up the medicine box: "Remember what you promised me!"
An Mingqing nodded quickly.
An Yi took people to the border overnight.
At the border post station, Ms. An Zhao's face was pale, and her body was already wet.
An Yi couldn't help but frown when he saw it: "The baby is about to be born!"
"How is it possible? It's only September, two months early" On the side, the nanny who was serving the An Zhao family couldn't help but said, "I'm afraid an eight-month-old child"
There has always been a saying in ancient times that seven months will live and eight months will not live, which means that in the event of premature birth during pregnancy, premature babies born at seven months will survive, but premature babies born at eight months will not survive.
An Yi glanced at the nanny coldly: "An eight-month-old baby is almost the same as a full-term baby. A seven-month-old baby has no subcutaneous fat, has blood red and purple all over the body, and has thin limbs, so it's not easy for him to live! Hurry up and go get ready!"
Grandma didn¡¯t dare to speak anymore and quickly went to prepare scissors and hot water.
When An Mingqing heard that Mrs. An Zhao was going to give birth, she became even more worried and frightened.
Mrs. Anzhao has been bleeding a few days ago and is very weak. How can she have the strength to give birth to a child now?
An Yi glanced at An Mingqing and knew what he was worried about, but the amniotic water had broken and the child could not be saved. She could only try her best to give birth to the child.
"You go out first!" An Yi said in a deep voice.
An Mingqing thought for a moment and knelt down in front of An Yi, "My mother's debt must be repaid. If you want revenge, come at me. I will never resist. But Xia'er is innocent. Please come with me." Save their mother and son!"
An Yi gave An Mingqing a cold look: "If you are worried, then I can leave!"
An Mingqing didn¡¯t dare to say anything anymore and quickly stood up and left.
When Anyi stepped forward to check An Zhao's condition, she found that her cervix was six fingers open and motionless. If this continued, the child would be in danger.
"You have to be patient, otherwise you will lose two lives!" An Yi said in a deep voice. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com