Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life Chapter 262 - 259: Can Flesh Be Sewn Like Cloth?

Another quarter of an hour passed, and Lin Juhua’s placenta was naturally delivered.

Lin Wanwan put on a new pair of dical gloves, took out a set of costic needles already unpacked in the dical box, and approached the midwife who had finished the cleanup, saying, "You take care of the baby, leave the rest to ."

"Alright." The newborn was still covered in vernix caseosa, and though it was simply cleaned earlier, it needed a thorough wash.

Hua Nong and Lin Juhua’s mother-in-law, one boiling water and the other carrying it, assisted the midwife.

Lin Wanwan focused intently, sitting on the covered dical box—there were no small stools in this house—to perform suturing on Lin Juhua’s slightly torn area.

She had learned about childbirth in a rather hurried manner, knowing this situation might arise, so she remained calm.

After all, for a woman in natural childbirth, it’s often either an episiotomy or so tearing, and a delivery without any damage is rare.

Considering aesthetics and recovery, Lin Wanwan had prepared absorbable costic sutures.

Honestly speaking, Lin Wanwan’s suturing technique was quite challenged by these costic sutures; any significant movent by the mother might cause them to undo. But she decided to use them anyway, so Lin Juhua could have a better recovery.

Lin Juhua had given birth to a boy, and already had a two-year-old daughter before, so she now had both a son and a daughter, and everyone was delighted.

Under the flickering candlelight, the midwife and Hua Nong, having tended to the baby, watched as Lin Wanwan sewed the flesh together as if it were fabric.

From the midwife’s perspective of needlework, Lin Wanwan’s suturing was not delicate and her technique was peculiar—like sewing fabric the wrong way.

But then again, realizing that Lin Wanwan was actually stitching living flesh, her skill seed quite impressive. If the task were left to the midwife, she would indeed be a bit daunted.

Seeing Lin Wanwan, this seemingly delicate young lady, face such a situation without flinching, the midwife was full of admiration.

No wonder she’s a Village Lady; her abilities are truly unmatched.

Having been numbed by the pain of childbirth, Lin Juhua barely felt anything as Lin Wanwan stitched her; it was as if the stitching wasn’t on her own flesh.

With the last few stitches, Lin Wanwan smiled, "Juhua, it’s almost done. These stitches, well, can stay in your body, so don’t worry. I’ve sewn you up beautifully, just like before you gave birth."

"Thank you." Lin Juhua gave a weak smile, unable to see Lin Wanwan behind her, but sensing her busyness.

After another mont, Lin Wanwan cut the thread, stood up, discarded the remaining waste with the gloves, and began instructing, "For the next three days, avoid any strenuous activities. I’ll give you so laxatives shortly. Try to walk around a bit tomorrow to speed up the discharge of lochia."

"Mhm." Lin Juhua nodded wearily.

After they stopped, Lin Wanwan faintly heard jubilant noises outside, with the Xu family thanking the gods profusely.

It seed Xu Ada was causing a fuss, wanting to see his wife, being held back by his mother.

Whether it was the birth of the boy or his wife being spared, it was a significant joy for this family.

Lin Wanwan took off her hat and coat, wrapped them up, and stuffed them into the bag she brought. She had to take them back to the present ti; leaving them in the Great Tang was not an option, their material might attract attention.

As she finished packing, Xu Ada burst in, exclaiming, "Juhua, Juhua, are you alright?"

In his eyes, there seed to be nothing but Lin Juhua, ignoring everything else.

The midwife shrieked, "Oh dear! The cleaning isn’t done yet, how could you co in? It’s unlucky!"

Lin Juhua also pushed him, "You must go, it’s not good inside."

"I don’t mind. If there’s any evil spirit here, I’ll ward it off; I have plenty of yang energy." Xu Ada leaned on her bedside, holding her hand and talking.

Lin Wanwan glanced at this sun-tanned farr and was surprised how such a simple man could utter such romantic words.

Just then, new commotion arose outside, and Lin Wanwan tilted her head to listen.

"Who’s that handso young man from? How did he co to our village?"

"Ah! I rember! I saw him at Ta Mountain Dam labor duty—it’s Xiao Mingfu!"

"Xiao Mingfu? What’s Xiao Mingfu doing in our poor backcountry?"

"Xiao Mingfu be well!"

"Everyone, no need for formalities."

Sounds of acclaim filled the outside; it seed Xiao Chong had arrived with so people.

It was understandable for dical workers to co, but why would Xiao Chong co personally at night falling? He doesn’t even practice dicine.

Lin Wanwan found it puzzling and stepped outside, only to see, under the night sky, a tall and slender figure with a sword standing out from the crowd. The moonlight cast a halo over his perfect silhouette, making him look like a unreal jade sculpture.

"Cousin, why are you here too?"

Xiao Chong looked over at her voice, "I heard you were saving soone, so I brought a skilled acupuncturist and a pediatrician. Did we make it in ti?"

Lin Wanwan walked over with a smile, "Mother and son are safe now. But you’re not too late. It’s good to give Juhua another check, as the critical period is not over yet. Has Chen the dical worker co?"

"To the Village Lady of Le’an, I am here." Chen Liang, upon hearing that he would be going to a remote village to attend to a childbirth, was quite reluctant, considering it inauspicious.

A man shouldn’t enter a place where won are in labor. Back at the palace, even noble births were attended to by midwives and female physicians.

But being under his lord Xiao Chong’s orders, he had no choice but to co.

Now hearing that the mother and baby were fine, Chen Liang breathed a significant sigh of relief.

When it ca to postpartum care, he found himself much more willing.

The other dical worker with him shared similar feelings, relieved to have avoided a tricky situation.

It’s not that they lacked dical ethics; it was just that in their beliefs, childbirth rooms were filled with uncleanliness, where the gates of life and death were wide open, terribly inauspicious, and absolutely forbidden for n to enter.

Lin Wanwan discussed Lin Juhua’s basic information with the two dical workers and decided to leave.

It was already dark, and if she didn’t leave soon, she’d have to stay overnight. The place didn’t look like it offered a clean spot for them to rest, and Lin Wanwan had no intention of spending the night with lice and fleas.

Though staying here ant she could secretly return to the present to rest, there were many things on scene she couldn’t let Xiao Chong see. This guy had sharp eyes and a quick mind; the more she remained, the more her flaws would show, and that wouldn’t be good.

While it was easy to bluff the midwife, Hua Nong, and the unsophisticated farrs, Xiao Chong was a different matter altogether. Lin Wanwan had no confidence in making up stories in front of him.

If Xiao Chong hadn’t co, Lin Wanwan might have chosen to stay, but given the situation, she had to leave right away, and clean up any traces!