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This marvelous scene continued for several hours, but very few people fell behind. After all, such interesting events are rare in the dull routine of life. Some, feeling the excitement, even started live streaming the entire event.
As mealtime approached, some people began to eat while watching. Many teachers were aware of what was happening and watched with curiosity, especially the physical education teachers who were particularly intrigued. As the situation escalated, Principal Li Jianguo also noticed it. He initially planned to notify the security department to stop Aki but hesitated and put down the phone.
Ten minutes later, Ye Mingshang suddenly stopped in his tracks. As he halted, Aki's powerful punch came crashing in.
Bang!
After throwing thousands of punches, Aki had grown accustomed to hitting nothing but air, but suddenly feeling contact with something solid made him pause and regain his awareness. In front of him stood a young man slightly shorter than him, bending slightly with his head lowered.
This punch stunned the crowd that had been following for a while. Li Jianguo, who was watching the surveillance footage in his office, suddenly stood up, thinking that if Ye Mingshang was injured, it would be necessary to take action against Aki.
However, despite being hit hard and leaning forward, Ye Mingshang stumbled but managed to steady himself. He touched the back of his head where it throbbed slightly and glanced back at the astonished Aki. Just as Aki thought Ye Mingshang would retaliate, Ye Mingshang turned and slowly walked away, leaving everyone staring at each other in confusion.
Time was running late; rubbing his protesting stomach, Ye Mingshang hurriedly ate in the cafeteria. Unlike usual, he did not go back to the dormitory to sleep but headed towards the back mountain of the school—the place where he first formed a bond with this location.
Now, the back mountain no longer had any Evil Spirits and was not as cold as before; in fact, due to its favorable feng shui, it was even warmer than other places. It remained a good spot even in this cooling weather.
Since the Infant Malevolence incident, the back mountain had been sealed off to prevent irresponsible young people from abandoning bodies there. However, this clearly had little effect. As soon as Ye Mingshang entered a short distance into the area, he spotted a young couple: a girl sitting against a tree in oversized clothing while a boy held her hand beside her.
Just a few days later, was another tragedy about to unfold? The youth of today! Sighing softly, Ye Mingshang walked over slowly.
"Who is it?!" The man shouted upon hearing footsteps.
Ye Mingshang did not respond; instead, he looked up and saw that the girl's legs were spread apart with blood pooling on the ground beneath her. He could vaguely see a baby's feet beginning to emerge.
Is she having complications during childbirth?
"Hey! What are you staring at?! Get lost!" The man yelled angrily.
Ye Mingshang glanced at him lightly and said, "Is this how you treat the woman who has sacrificed so much for you?"
"Get lost! What I do is none of your business! If you don't get away, I'll kill you!" the man shouted angrily.
"Indeed, it's quite dirty..."
"What did you say?!"
Ye Mingshang did not respond and slowly walked towards the woman.
"Don't come near my wife, stay away!" The man's eyes flashed with anger as he swung a branch at Ye Mingshang.
"Ah!"
"Bang!"
The first sound was the man's pained scream as he was struck hard in the stomach, and the second was the dull thud of him hitting the trunk. The man did not lose consciousness; instead, he leaned against the trunk, gasping heavily, his eyes glaring fiercely at Ye Mingshang not far away.
The woman's condition was dire; she didn't even have the strength to scream. The child's feet were already visible, clearly indicating a difficult labor. After checking the woman's pulse, which was very weak, it seemed that if things continued like this, both mother and child would be lost. Even calling an ambulance would be too late. It looked like he had to take action himself. Should he really intervene? To save someone like her?
He shook his head to clear his thoughts. No, it wasn't about saving them; it was about saving this innocent child who might die without even having a chance to be reborn. If both mother and child died, it could lead to Child-Mother Malevolence.
Without talismans on hand, he lifted the woman's clothing to expose her belly. Upon seeing this, the man's reaction was intense, but due to his injuries, he couldn't move for now.
"Don't cause trouble; your wife is in a tough situation. If we don't act quickly, it will be a case of two lives lost," Ye Mingshang said without looking back. Hearing this, the man struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and painfully approached while holding his stomach.
"Do you need my help?"
"Not causing trouble is already helping."
The man was not angry; he pressed his lips together and sat next to the woman, tightly holding her hand.
He bit his index finger, breaking the skin, and used the bright red blood as paint to draw on the woman's belly. Seeing this, the man's brows furrowed tightly. He wanted to stop him but recalled Ye Mingshang's words and the calm demeanor of the young man, ultimately choosing to trust him and gripping the woman's hand even tighter.
In less than thirty seconds, a complex pattern centered around a circle was completed. As the runes finished, the blood-red symbols glowed briefly, appearing as if they were tattoos, as though they had been branded onto her skin rather than just drawn on. At this sight, the man glanced at Ye Mingshang again, then focused intently on his actions.
The woman was experiencing a difficult labor, and he had no knowledge of delivery techniques. The symbols served two purposes: one was to restore the woman's physical strength and spirit, and the other was to control her body. More specifically, it was to control her abdomen and the muscles and organs inside, including the fetus. By manipulating muscle contractions and the fetus's movements, he aimed to help reposition it for a natural birth.
Ye Mingshang had never used such methods before and had no absolute confidence in their effectiveness. Moreover, both the woman and fetus were not in good condition. Although there were charms to assist, their effects were limited; whether they would survive depended on them.
Once the charms were drawn, Ye Mingshang opened his hands and gently pressed them against the woman's belly. He concentrated on sensing what was happening inside through his magic. This process lasted for two minutes during which the man repeatedly felt like he wanted to knock Ye Mingshang down. However, his rationality held him back; regardless of whether he could overpower this strange person, his wife was indeed in labor. Being a medical student, he understood this well—right now, this strange man was probably their only hope. He could only hope everything would go smoothly...
He clearly sensed what was happening inside her; it was as if a monotonous yet complex holographic image appeared in his mind. Without opening his eyes, Ye Mingshang's hands began to move slowly.
The fetus was in a breech position, with the umbilical cord wrapped around its right leg and neck. The woman's strength was waning, with significant bleeding possible. One foot of the fetus had already emerged; first, they needed to get it back inside her womb.
Relying solely on magical power felt inadequate; Ye Mingshang's hands worked in tandem—pulling back the fetus while simultaneously pressing inward along its edges. This process required careful control; too much force could easily crush the fetus.
After five minutes of great effort, he managed to push the fetus back inside. The woman endured immense pain, gripping the man's hand until it turned white.
"It will hurt more soon; let her bite something or she might bite off her own tongue," Ye Mingshang said without looking up.
The man glanced around but found nothing suitable for her to bite down on. Resolutely, he extended his arm toward her mouth for her to bite. Noticing this action, Ye Mingshang looked over at him.
"Don't say I didn't warn you; she will bite hard later. If you're not careful, your arm might be ruined."
"It's fine; please continue," the man replied with a serious expression.
No longer speaking, Ye Mingshang's demeanor became solemn as he slowly performed circular massages with both hands, moving gently like Tai Chi.
The umbilical cord was wrapped around the baby's feet and neck, and the part wrapped around the neck needed to be untangled starting from there. Fortunately, it wasn't too tight, and by the time the fetus returned, it had already loosened quite a bit. After a few minutes of massage, the umbilical cord shifted position, freeing the baby's neck.
A sigh of relief escaped as the fetus seemed to be okay for now, but there was no time to waste. The next step would be much more difficult: turning the fetus completely 180 degrees. This was something even the largest hospitals in the country could not achieve, let alone in the wilderness with no resources.
Ye Mingshang dared not lose focus, closing her eyes and forming a hologram in her mind through perception. Using the same technique, she began to massage slowly, like Tai Chi, gradually rotating the fetus's body. The entire process was incredibly challenging and dangerous; any slight misstep could harm the fetus, and the mother's condition was not good either. Without anesthesia, this process was truly agonizing; research indicates that the pain of a woman giving birth is equivalent to breaking twenty ribs.
In cases of difficult labor, how much more painful would it be to forcibly move the fetus inside the mother's womb through massage? Although specific data was unknown, it was certainly beyond what an average person could endure. A woman's willpower is remarkably strong; if it were a man in her place, he would likely have already succumbed to the pain.
This slow process lasted a full twenty minutes before completion. However, it seemed that the mother no longer had enough strength for a natural delivery.
Should she give her a Yuqing Pill? Was it worth it?
The Yuqing Pill was the same golden marble-like pill Ye Mingshang had taken previously; it could quickly restore magical power and stamina. While ordinary people lacked magical power, it could still improve their physical condition and aid in recovery. Each pill was quite valuable; if it were for a friend, he would not hesitate. But this person was merely an acquaintance he disliked—was it worth doing?
"Excuse me, what's wrong?" The man asked curiously as he noticed Ye Mingshang pausing her movements to ponder.
"I’m considering whether helping you is worthwhile," Ye Mingshang replied as she opened her eyes.
Thud!
The man knelt on the ground, looking at Ye Mingshang with desperate eyes.
"Please, save my wife! I beg you!"
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