CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 61: THE INGENIOUS LITTLE MEDICAL WOMAN

The teenager had just pulled back the carriage curtain when another person was kicked off, who happened to be the clamorous village woman from earlier.

"You, come up and lend a hand," Yun Sheng decided to send her down, seeing the woman making a fuss.

She couldn’t assist in the delivery alone, and the teenager, who didn’t talk much and was from the Magic Temple, must be proficient in healing; helping out should still be possible.

Seeing the teenager hesitating, Yun Sheng, disregarding the blood on her hand, pulled him up.

"Oh, my lord!" The more talkative of the two children almost fainted in anxiety; how could their Lord Fate bear to see such filthy things, oh heavens, those damned refugees.

As soon as the teenager boarded the carriage, he saw Yun Sheng reaching under the pregnant woman as if groping for something.

"Don’t just stand there, hold her hands and feet down, don’t let her struggle!" Yun Sheng was already drenched in sweat, her little hands constantly searching for the part of the child that was stuck.

By touch, she could feel that the child’s neck was entangled by the umbilical cord.

The teenager had no choice but to brace himself, enduring the stench, and held down the pregnant woman’s limbs.

After a while, the child was finally pulled out, but the child’s face had turned blue, obviously having suffocated for too long, and had stopped breathing.

"My child, my child," the pregnant woman called out weakly from the side, out of breath.

"It’s too late," the teenager said regretfully, shaking his head, and he couldn’t help but take another look at the girl.

He realized she was just a six or seven-year-old child, but her serious gaze and the gestures more adept than those of a midwife, what was this all about?

Yun Sheng was holding the baby; her hand rested on the naked body of the infant, whose damp skin was cold and smooth, losing temperature bit by bit.

No breath, no heartbeat, by the standards of the Wuji Continent, it was already a stillborn.

She fell into silence.

"He will come back to life," Yun Sheng suddenly lifted her head and glared fiercely at the teenager.

Without hesitation, Yun Sheng used her index and middle fingers to pry open the child’s mouth, then pressed down slightly on the child’s forehead with her hand, supported the chin, gently blew two breaths into the mouth, and then rhythmically pressed the child’s chest.

"Come back to life!" With each compression, Yun Sheng’s crisp voice accompanied her actions as she pressed down on the baby’s chest time and again.

"Come back to life! Your mother is waiting for you," her hands turned red from the pressing, but her gaze remained as steadfast as ever.

A full 15 minutes passed, and the baby’s body, which had already been discolored, gradually regained its pinkness.

His curled limbs also slowly softened.

Yun Sheng then held the baby upside down and gave two firm taps on its buttocks.

Finally, a loud cry of "wah wah---" came from the carriage.

Outside, the group of villagers, upon hearing the cry, all wept for joy.

A new life brought a glimmer of hope to this suffering village and added vitality to a shattered family.

Under the carriage, the two children looked on in astonishment, could it be that Lord Fate had intervened?

But before setting off, the Chief Fate had clearly warned the Junior Fate, that under no circumstances should he help people change their Heavenly Destiny again.

These two children, having followed the teenager for five or six years, had a coarse ability to read faces. The pregnant woman earlier had a deathly pallor and a darkened brow, clearly an omen of death; if not for Lord Fate’s intervention, how could she possibly have been revived from death?

"Don’t just stand there, take off your outer garment," said the girl as she and Lord Fate disembarked from the carriage.

What made the two children gape in astonishment was the audacious request of the girl for Lord Fate to remove his outer garment to use as a makeshift baby blanket.

A struggle crossed the handsome face of Si Ming, yet in the end, he took off his outer garment and handed it to the girl.

As he passed his clothes, the girl’s fingers lightly brushed against those of the young man.

In the depths of the young man’s eyes, there flashed a moment of surprise, but it was just a fleeting moment, and he quickly concealed the unusual expression in his eyes.

"Village chief, here is some red ginseng, Gui Medicine, and some rock sugar. After you settle down, cook them for the mother to drink. She has lost some blood, and in the next few days, both the child and the mother should avoid the wind. Take the carriage and head straight ahead, and after half a day’s journey, you should see another village," Yun Sheng said, drenched in sweat. Without asking who the real owner of the carriage was, she directly arranged for the village chief to lead the villagers to the next village immediately.

"Hey, have you no shame? Is this our carriage? Did our Lord Fate agree to lend you the carriage?" Seeing Yun Sheng taking charge as if it’s only natural, the more outspoken of the children could no longer stand it and, with hands on hips, pointed at Yun Sheng and cursed loudly.

"How much is shame worth, is it more important than a life? I’ll sell it to you if you want it!" Yun Sheng glared with starry eyes. "Besides, do you really want that carriage now?"

Ugh----

Both children were covered in metaphorical dark lines.

The carriage that the mother had stayed in was soaked with blood and sweat; with their elders’ disdain for impurity, it was definitely unwanted.

The boy in the white shirt shook his head, clearly not wanting the carriage anymore.

"I thought so," Yun Sheng said with a knew-it-all-along expression, and started walking towards the front.

Little Black had left quite a while ago and there was still no news.

There was no word on how Father was doing, either.

"Wait," the talkative young mage couldn’t help but call out to Yun Sheng: "There are Beast Blood Clouds up ahead, are you seeking death?"

"Beast Blood Clouds? You mean the strange clouds that eat people? My father has gone to check it out in front," Yun Sheng said, unconcerned as she continued walking forward.

Suddenly, several icicles appeared in front of her, conjured by the less talkative of the young mages.

"Don’t be reckless. Your father went to check on the Beast Blood Clouds? Such things are not something beginners like you can handle. By now, he’s probably become a meal for the Beast Blood Clouds," the talkative mage gloated.

He saw that Yun Sheng’s clothing was simple. Although she knew magic, she did not even carry a basic Mage badge and seemed to be a Magic Apprentice who had just learned Basic Magic.

"Miss, the Demon Embryos bred by the Beast Blood Clouds of High-level Demon Beasts are extremely dangerous. You’d better stay," said the boy in the white shirt suddenly, speaking as clear and melodiously as a spring.

The two boys were stunned; Si Ming actually took the initiative to speak to someone.

Si Ming was famous for being warm on the outside but cold on the inside. In the five or six years they had followed him, the total words they had heard from him could be counted on both hands.

But today, he had taken the initiative to engage in conversation with the girl.

Yun Sheng also realized that these people were skilled and suddenly understood that her father might truly be in danger, "Who exactly are you?"

At this moment, a loud beastly roar came from the front, and the ground ahead started to shake violently, as if a tornado-like force from a huge demon beast surged from beneath.

The entire ground trembled incessantly as if hit by a tsunami and earthquake.

"Father!" A bad premonition rose in Yun Sheng’s heart; without asking further, she sprinted forward like an arrow let loose from its bow.

Upon the young man’s command, he followed by Yun Sheng along with the two mages, all hastening towards the village ahead.