As soon as the quilt was lifted, the rich smell of blood came to her nose, Song Lingyue ignored those, and hurriedly reached out to probe, wanting to sense the law of Zhang Chun'er's palace mouth contraction.

"It's already eight fingers, Aunt Chun'er, with more fuel, you can give birth." Song Lingyue raised her head and said to Zhang Chun'er.

Zhang Chun'er became a little excited when she heard this, and her emotions actually caused contractions at the same time, and she immediately let out a low cry of pain.

"It seems that this kid can't wait to come into this world. Aunt Chun'er, are you ready? Let's try again, and try to get her into this world sooner. Song Lingyue gently encouraged Zhang Chun'er.

The sugar in Zhang Chun'er's mouth had not yet melted, so she could only nod vigorously to indicate that she was ready.

"Good! Aunt Chun'er, you do what I said, and now start exhaling-"

Zhang Chun'er immediately exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Okay, now count silently to five in your mind and inhale at the same time."

Zhang Chun'er immediately copied.

"Maintain this breathing state, exhale-inhale-repeat the cycle a few times, remember this rule, and keep it up." Song Lingyue sensed the regularity of Zhang Chun'er's contractions, and asked Zhang Chun'er to use her breathing to match the flatness of the contractions.

"Good, good! Miyaguchi has begun to expand! Song Lingyue was excited in return.

"What a god! I've just been working hard for a long time, and there is no change at all in this palace! Zhao Wenpo was also surprised when she saw this, and she couldn't believe that Song Lingyue, a girl who had never given birth, was so good at giving birth to women.

Song Lingyue didn't have time to pay attention to Zhao Wenpo's praise, she put a hand into the palace to touch the position of the fetus.

Generally speaking, the entrance of the palace is not far from birth, and she should be able to see the child's head, but Zhang Chun'er here she can't see the head of the fetus.

When Song Lingyue's fingers touched something soft, the expression on her face immediately changed.

"Oh no!" Song Lingyue's face turned pale.

"How?" Zhao Wenpo also became nervous.

"The fetal position doesn't seem right!" Song Lingyue's thin lips moved, "I really want to touch the baby's feet, not the baby's head." ”

Zhao Wenpo also stood in place when she heard this.

It is the feet that are touched, not the heads, and it is self-evident what that means.

"It's a difficult birth! No wonder she couldn't give birth for so long! The corners of Zhao Wenpo's lips trembled, and she not only had more sympathy for Zhang Chun'er on the delivery bed.

"Now is not the time to say that." Song Lingyue took a few deep breaths and calmed down.

"Zhao Wenpo, have you ever encountered such a situation when you delivered a baby before?" Song Lingyue asked Zhao Wenpo.

Zhao Wenpo nodded: "Yes, there is." This kind of situation is not uncommon, but it is very dangerous, either the adult can not keep the child, or the child can not protect the adult. ”

Zhang Chun'er struggled to sit up at some point, she probably heard the words of Zhao Wenpo and Song Lingyue, endured the pain, and tears: "Keep my child!" Please! ”

Song Lingyue's face was solemn, and she motioned to Xiangling to let Zhang Chun'er lie down again, and said to Zhao Wenpo: "The children and adults must be saved!" I heard that your stable wife can be in the right fetal position during childbirth, and you have to trouble the stable woman, I will now give her a needle to protect her heart! ”

After Song Lingyue finished speaking, she turned around and went to the medicine box to take out her silver needle, and looked down at the innermost rosewood box, which contained the scalpel she had used before.

Song Lingyue didn't want to make it too shocking, so after thinking about it, she wanted to take out the rosewood box and put it back again.

Zhao Wenpo came to Zhang Chun'er and explained to Zhang Chun'er in a low voice: "Wang family lady, this positive fetal position requires both hands to reach into the uterine opening, and forcibly twist the fetus into a normal fetal position, which is very painful and unbearable, and some mothers even die of pain because of too much pain, are you sure you really want me to do this?" It's a very dangerous way. ”

A hint of fear flashed on Zhang Chun'er's face, but it was quickly replaced by perseverance: "Zhao Wenpo, hemp, I'm sorry for you!" ”

Xiangling couldn't bear to look over her head when she saw this, and there were already tears in her eyes.

Song Lingyue bit her lower lip even more, but her fingers were trembling, and she took several deep breaths to calm herself down.

"What is Aunt Chun'er talking nonsense! There's me here, I won't let anything happen to you, auntie! ”

As a doctor, he should not have given such a positive reply to the patient, but seeing Zhang Chun'er's appearance with a determination to die, Song Lingyue was distressed and sad.

Song Lingyue stabilized her mind, and the silver needle flew into lightning and accurately pierced the acupuncture points.

At the same time, Zhao Wenpo also began to move, trying to correct the fetal position of the fetus.

As soon as Wen Po's hand reached in, Zhang Chun'er's brows immediately furrowed, and Song Lingyue hurriedly put the towel next to her mouth and let her bite it.

"I've already felt the fetus, and it's really the feet in front of me." Zhao Wenpo groped, observing Zhang Chun'er's expression, "Lady of the Wang family, you bear with it, I'm going to start." ”

Zhang Chun'er bit the towel tightly, sweat kept pouring out, wetting her hair, and the muscles on her face jumped tightly, as if her whole body was helping her resist the pain.

As soon as Zhao Wenpo tried to turn the fetus, Zhang Chun'er immediately tensed up, gritted her teeth and let out a muffled hum.

"Lady of the Wang family, relax!" Zhao Wenpo shouted anxiously.

But with such pain, how can she relax, Zhang Chun'er even tensed her toes and used her strength.

Half an hour passed in a flash, and Zhao Wenpo also sweated on her forehead, and looked up to Song Lingyue and said, "Girl, I'm afraid it won't work!" This fetal position can't be upright, I'm afraid that the umbilical cord will wrap around the neck! ”

Song Lingyue's face was even more pale when she heard this, and the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck, which was a typical symptom of dystocia, and in ancient times, it was definitely one corpse and two lives.

"W-What can I do about this? If you don't let the child out quickly, I'm afraid this child will suffocate to death! Zhao Wenpo hurriedly pulled out her hand, and the blood on her hand was very terrifying.

Now, no matter how shocking the world is, she can only take the risk to do it!

Song Lingyue paid attention, turned her head and said to Zhang Chun'er: "Aunt Chun'er, you really want this baby, right?" ”

Zhang Chun'er nodded, blood was already oozing from the towel, Song Lingyue took the towel off, and Zhang Chun'er said in a hoarse tone:

"Lingyue, you help me! I want this child! Please be sure to help me! ”

"Good! I'll help you, it's just that what I'm going to do next might shock you, so, I'm going to get your opinion. Song Lingyue squatted beside Zhang Chun'er's bed and said word by word extremely seriously.

"Just now, Wen Po said that your baby was entangled in the umbilical cord, and we are all worried that the child will not be able to save it if it continues like this, and even your life will ......"

Before Song Lingyue finished speaking, Zhang Chun'er had already interrupted her: "Don't worry about me!" Just keep my baby! ”

"So," Song Lingyue continued despite Zhang Chun'er's interruption, "I have a risky method, which may make your mother and daughter safe, but it may also fail, are you willing to let me try this risky method?" ”

"What is it?" Zhang Chun'er asked.

"I ......" Song Lingyue paused, pondered the words for a long time, and finally chose to tell the truth, "I need to make a cut on your stomach and take the fetus out of your womb directly, this is the fastest way." ”

"A stab in my stomach?" Zhang Chun'er's already pale face was even more bloodless now.

Song Lingyue's expression was also equally solemn: "Yes!" The umbilical cord of the fetus is wrapped around the neck, and it is impossible to give birth to the fetus smoothly! Although caesarean section has great risks, it is the fastest way to save the fetus! ”

Zhao Wenpo, who was on the side, heard Song Lingyue say that she wanted to cut Zhang Chun'er's stomach open and take out the child, and her legs were weak and fell to the ground directly: "My God! Girl, you are going to dissect the lady of the Wang family alive, this doesn't want her life! ”

Xiangling had never seen this kind of method, and imagined in her mind that Zhang Chun'er had a hole in her stomach and her intestines flowed out, and she almost didn't vomit for a while, and she was even more trembling and scared.

"This method is very risky, and you and your child will take great risks, so I let you choose whether to do it or not!" Song Lingyue ignored the horror of the person next to her, and just fixed her eyes firmly on Zhang Chun'er's face on the hospital bed.

Zhang Chun'er thought and thought, it seemed to be a little entangled, her hand gently stroked the bulging abdomen, with deep attachment and reluctance, and tears appeared in her eyes.

Just when Song Lingyue thought that Zhang Chun'er would probably give up such a terrible caesarean section, she didn't expect Zhang Chun'er to say to Song Lingyue with a resolute and resolute expression:

"Then cut my stomach open! As long as my baby survives! I'm ready! ”

After Zhang Chun'er finished speaking, she clenched the sheet in her hand with a tragic look of dying and gritted her teeth.

"This is to make a name! Girl, aren't you scared at all! Zhao Wenpo trembled, "If you want to cut her stomach, then she will not survive!" ”

Song Lingyue didn't pay attention to Zhao Wenpo at all, came to the front of the medicine box, took out the rosewood box, opened the box, and a cold and shining scalpel appeared in front of Song Lingyue's eyes.

In addition to the scalpel, Song Lingyue also asked the blacksmith to make a hemostat, she originally planned to be prepared, but she didn't expect it to come in handy.

Zhao Wenpo saw Song Lingyue take out the cold and shining scalpel, and suddenly felt two trembling.

"Oh my god!" Zhao Wenpo saw that Song Lingyue couldn't hear her persuasion at all, and she really wanted to disembowel Zhang Chun'er, and her legs were weak, "It's your business if you want to do this, I'm just a stable woman!" You can't drag me down like that! ”

Zhao Wenpo's tears were about to fall, according to her thoughts, Song Lingyue was no different from killing her mother and taking her son.

Besides, Zhao Wenpo felt that although the fetus could not be saved, the adults could still keep it, a bowl of medicine went down, let the fetus go, and drag the stillborn out, if this fetus is not successful, there will always be a next one.