Chapter 149 Three Postpartum Emergencies

Wang Ping'an quickly walked to the gate and turned around and said, "Brother Yin, come in with me!"

Needless to say, Yin Jiucheng couldn't stay outside either. Following him, the two of them squeezed in through the crack in the door.

As soon as they entered, Ding Danruo looked outside and whispered: "Women give birth to children, men come to join in the fun!" He slammed the door closed!

The people standing behind couldn't hear Ding Danruo's muttering, but the people standing in front heard it clearly, and they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Many people thought to themselves: "This little girl is really outrageous. We don't see women giving birth to children, we see little Guanyin!"

Nian Ku pretended not to hear it, turned around and said to everyone: "Little Guanyin has already entered. The Bodhisattva must first tell him, so that he can relieve the danger of the mother. Since you have come, why not recite the Buddha here, and move God with sincerity and help Xiao Guanyin with his help!"

Hamiti said: "Yes, it should be like this. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Let's recite the Buddha quickly and save the mother's life!"

The monks in the White Horse Temple immediately recited the sutras with great pain, and the rest of the people watching also began to mumble and recite Amitabha!

At the beginning, everyone was not very loud, but suddenly, a woman screamed from the hall. The sound of people chanting Buddha's name stopped. After a moment, everyone started chanting Buddha's name again, but the sound became loud!

In the middle of the night, hundreds of people inside and outside the courtyard were all chanting Buddha loudly, with a buzzing sound, and it was so loud that it was so far away in the middle of the night!

Wang Ping'an entered the hall and walked quickly to the incense table. He saw that Mrs. Jiu was covered with several large quilts. The four newborn children were covered with good quilts and placed on the other end of the incense table. Ke Lianwu was so busy that she was sweating. She wanted to take care of the children and the adults.

Wang Ping'an said: "No, this is not possible. They are not capable enough to take care of the mother and son. Brother Yin, you have to send someone back quickly and find a few servants in your family!"

Yin Jiucheng ran to Mrs. Jiu, held her hand, turned to Wang Ping'an and said, "I have sent someone back just now, but it's just a matter of just one sentence, nothing is left!"

Wang Ping'an nodded and reached out to open the quilt covering Mrs. Jiu's body. Just now, a large group of them brought a lot of quilts and utensils. After Mrs. Jiu gave birth, Ke Lianwu and Ding Danruo were afraid that she would catch a cold in the wind, so he covered her with several quilts and covered her tightly!

As soon as he opened the quilt, he saw Mrs. Jiu wet all over and a foul stinking to his nose. Wang Ping'an frowned and asked, "Did she have diarrhea?"

Ke Lianwu nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I can't stop the thrust. We really can't get rid of her anymore, so we have to ask you, Master, to come in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mrs. Jiu turned her body and started vomiting. Wang Ping'an happened to be standing beside her, and was vomited all over, and was stinking!

Ding Danruo screamed, hurriedly wiped Wang Ping'an's clothes, and shouted: "Young Master, do you want to change your clothes?"

Wang Ping'an said: "There is no kung fu to control clothes now!" He reached out to touch Mrs. Jiu's forehead, then tried her armpits, and shook her head and said: "Although the weather is hot, she is not sweating normally. This is night sweat. I have to see her urination..."

Before he could turn over Mrs. Jiu's body, Ke Lianwu handed over a hand towel and whispered: "I can't stop it, so I have to use the hand towel to wipe as much as I can!"

Wang Ping'an looked at the towel and saw that the stool on the towel was very yellow and extremely foul, which was very different from normal stool. He waved his hand, asked Ke Lianwu to take the towel away, turned to ask Yin Jiucheng, and said, "What have you eaten for her today?"

Yin Jiucheng's sweat beads fell down, and he looked at Mrs. Jiu and then looked at the child again, and was so panicked that he lost his mind. He heard Wang Ping'an's questioning, and then said: "It's the same as what I usually eat... Ah, I ate a few Guiyuan, which is a good thing. My friend brought it from other places, and I drank some cooked lard, which the boss cooked!" The boss he was talking about was referring to the eldest lady.

Wang Ping'an was stunned and said, "When I took cooked lard, why did I let her eat this?"

Yin Jiucheng said in a daze: "I saw that she was going to give birth these days, so I specially boiled a lot of lard for her. My wife would eat this before giving birth!"

In modern times, of course, few mothers drink cooked lard before delivery. In the Tang Dynasty, or in ancient times, mothers should drink cooked lard before delivery, if the conditions at home allow, they should drink cooked lard. This is used to nourish their strength, so as not to be too labor-intensive during production and cause loss of strength. Moreover, cooked lard is not something that any family can afford. Only rich families can drink this for mothers. It is a top nutritional supplement!

Wang Ping'an said oh, his forehead was covered with sweat, letting the sweat flow down, and murmured: "I ate Guiyuan and drank cooked lard... Alas, this..."

Now Mrs. Jiu's face is flushed and her body is constantly moving. It seems that she is uncomfortable no matter how she lies. Her arms and thighs seem to have no place to put them, and she keeps twisting. She seems to be saying something in her mouth, but she can't hear what she is saying, a bit like she is talking in her sleep!

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "Vomiting, diarrhea, and night sweats. These are the three postpartum emergency! Today, the ninth lady suffered a lot, and was carried around again. She also gave birth to four children in the hall. It would be strange if she had nothing to do with it!"

He reached out to take the pulse of Mrs. Jiu, and then opened her mouth to see the tongue coating. Wang Ping'an said: "This symptom is dangerous enough. Although the six pulses are slippery and strong, the tongue coating is thick and greasy. This is a symptom of Yangming stagnation and disordered spleen and stomach ascending and rising and falling."

Yin Jiu took tears and said with a snot, "Is there any danger? Can it be cured? Little Guanyin, please ask Guanyin Bodhisattva to appear quickly. You can't let the child be born without his biological mother!"

Wang Ping'an thoughtfully said, "I guess it may not work with the Via Shengsan, so I have to prescribe another prescription!" He asked Ding Danruo to bring the paper over, and saw that it was still the paper with Guanyin statue printed on it, and sighed, "I can't hide it!"

He picked up the pen and wrote Zhang prescription, and he said: "If this disease is not treated in time, it is probably going to be the root cause in the future. But as long as the medicine is right, it will be cured in just a moment. At most, you can get better by taking two doses."

Yin Jiucheng took the prescription and recited: "Haoxiang stem, ginger and barley..."

Wang Ping'an said: "Don't think about it. I will tell you directly that this prescription is used to aromatize and eliminate turbidity, eliminate stagnation and harmonize. Can you not believe me?"

"No, no, how could I believe you, Xiao Guanyin!" Yin Jiucheng hurriedly ran to the door with the prescription. As soon as he opened the door, a sound of Amitabha came to his face, and his tears suddenly came down again. Good people, they are all good people. Xiao Jiu of my family is sick, so many people pray for her!

He raised the prescription and shouted, "Come here quickly, take the prescription to get medicine, hurry up!" His servant rushed over, took the prescription, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, Wang Ping'an poked his head out and shouted, "I forgot to write just now that this prescription requires medicine to be added. Nine longan shells are used, and the fried one is the kind!"

The servant quickly agreed, then squeezed out of the crowd and ran away all the way.

Wang Ping'an closed the door again and said to Yin Jiucheng: "Your Madam Jiu has eaten longan and has to use longan shell to eliminate the stagnation of the flesh. I was just busy just now and I forgot about this!"

Yin Jiucheng said, "It's good to think about it, it's good to think about it. Thank you little Guanyin, thank you Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

Wang Ping'an wanted to say a few more words to him, but after thinking about it, he held back and didn't say it out. In fact, after giving birth, the mother often loses physical strength. With various adverse factors, the mortality rate is very high when medical conditions do not allow, and the same is true for newborn children. This situation was not solved until the beginning of the 20th century. Of course, there is no need to talk to Yin Jiucheng about the danger, so as not to increase his fear.

They returned to the incense table to take care of Mrs. Jiu and the four newborn children. After a while, someone knocked on the door. It was the servant of the Yin family who arrived and several wives came with them. With their help, Wang Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and wanted to leave the hall.

This time he came out again, and with a loud bang, everyone in the yard said in unison: "Amitabha, Xiao Guanyin, have you cured the mother's illness?"

Wang Ping'an retracted his feet, slammed the door and closed it again, and asked, "Is there a back door in this hall?"

No one in the hall knew that Wang Ping'an ran to the back of the hall and saw a huge screen. Sure enough, there was a small door. He quickly opened the door and ran out of the small door. There was no choice but to run away, but he couldn't stand the people in front of the hall. He was so enthusiastic. He didn't sleep for the middle of the night, so why are you doing outside? Are you that idle!

I ran back to the temple where I lived, but I had no appetite and continued to eat. I took the basin and wiped my body with a hand towel. Then I went to bed!

I was in a daze and didn't know how long I had slept, but suddenly someone pushed him. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was the old monk who was thinking about suffering!

Nian Ku's wrinkled face was full of smiles and said, "Little Guanyin, you actually slipped away from the back door, causing everyone to wait outside the hall. It's really not! Very good, it's quiet here, so why not sleep with you!"

Wang Ping'an was creepy and was so scared that he jumped up from the bed. Is there any mistake? There is such a custom in Baima Temple? If you find a beautiful woman to serve you, it would be almost the same. How could you find a monk to serve you? You are still such an old one!

Seeing him jumping up, Nian Ku smiled and said, "Little Guanyin, you are not sleeping anymore? This is good. Since you can't talk at night with the bed, you can talk at night with the lamp. I wonder what Xiao Guanyin you know about the "Guanyin Sutra"? Can you explain it to me?"

Wang Ping'an felt relieved. It turned out that he was chatting with him, but he was shocked. He said, "I don't know much about the "Guanyin Sutra" and I have never read it before!"

He recited the bitterness and said, "You are the spiritual and intellectual body of Guanyin Bodhisattva. This "Guanyin Sutra" must be read. So, I will explain it to you. What do you think?"

Wang Ping'an sat back on the bed and frowned and said, "The host personally explained it to me. That is something I want, but today is too late. What should I say about it another day?"
Chapter completed!