The two midwives looked at Miss Cao’er’s small and delicate little hands and their eyes lit up. The midwife who stated that it was a breech birth squeezed out a smile and said, “Miss, if you’re the one doing it, then it’s likely the lady will survive! Don’t be scared, just do what we say and everything will be fine!”

Lady Fang had been tormented by the relentless pain and was semi-conscious at this point. Yu Xiaocao carefully fed her a few drops of the mystic-stone water and managed to squash down the nervousness in her body. She diligently washed her hands over and over and even rinsed them with some mystic-stone water as she firmly enforced the belief that her godmother would survive this with no injuries.

The cervix had already dilated to the width of seven fingers and Xiaocao’s hands were small and soft. She gently inserted her hand and touched a tiny little foot not far up. The foot seemed like it could tell that something was touching it and it even pushed down a bit.   

Xiaocao grabbed onto this foot and carefully pushed at it. As she pushed, she described what was happening to the midwives. Perhaps it was because she was steady and calm, but the two midwives also managed to calm down after wiping their faces full of sweat. They slowly and surely guided Xiaocao on what to do.

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