Chapter 39 Childbirth “Jingchuan!”…

"Jingchuan!"

The police quickly cut off the cloth on Shen Shutong's eyes and the tape on her mouth. The moment she regained her sight, she saw Fu Jingchuan lying on the ground and the rapidly expanding puddle of water under him.

She stumbled forward, not caring about the skinned knees she scraped against the rough concrete floor.

"Jingchuan! Fu Jingchuan!" She slapped his cheeks and kept calling him. But Fu Jingchuan kept his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, as if he couldn't escape the constant pain even in his coma.

"Doctor! Where is the doctor! Save him!" Shen Shutong shouted hoarsely at the police who were rushing in, his voice full of tears.

"Medical team! Over here! Quick!" the captain in charge immediately called over the intercom. Given Fu Jingchuan's special situation, an ambulance and a team of obstetricians had been on standby in the distance since the emergency response began, and they were now rushing towards the warehouse at full speed.

"Fu Jingchuan... wake up... look at me..." Shen Shutong held his hand tightly, his voice filled with endless panic.

Perhaps it was her call that worked, or perhaps it was the new round of contractions that stimulated his nerves, but Fu Jingchuan's eyelashes trembled a few times, and he let out a painful groan in his throat and slowly opened his eyes.

It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the light before he focused on Shen Shutong's tear-stained face with difficulty.

"Shutong..." He opened his mouth, his voice weak. Confirming she was safe and sound by his side, his heart finally relaxed, but then he was swept away by a violent contraction.

The contractions were intense, like something twisting furiously deep within his abdomen, his entire stomach feeling as if it were about to be torn apart. He inhaled sharply, his body arching uncontrollably, his hands clutching his sides tightly.

"Ah--!" He almost bit his lower lip until it bled, and the cold sweat that had just dried on his forehead oozed out again.

"Jingchuan! Bear with it, the doctor will be here soon! Right away!" Shen Shutong was terrified and tried to wipe the sweat off his face in a panic, but he didn't know how to relieve his pain. He could only hold his hand in vain and repeat soothing words over and over again.

The well-trained medical team finally rushed in carrying a stretcher and equipment boxes. Doctor Zhang, who was in the lead, saw the water stains under Fu Jingchuan's body and his violently cramping abdomen, and his face became solemn.

"Quick! Carefully lift her onto the stretcher! Her water has broken and she's having strong contractions. We need to address her immediately!" Dr. Zhang directed the medical staff, carefully moving Fu Jingchuan onto the stretcher. During the move, Fu Jingchuan experienced another contraction. His entire abdomen tightened and deformed, and the pain was so intense that his entire body was shaking, and a broken sob escaped his throat.

"Send him straight to the ambulance! The conditions in the ambulance are faster than going back to the hospital! Remember to keep your hips elevated to slow the loss of amniotic fluid!" Doctor Zhang quickly followed the stretcher while explaining to Shen Shutong, "Mr. Fu is in premature labor due to the strong stimulation and impact, but the labor process has just begun, and the cervix is ​​still unclear. The situation is urgent and dangerous."

Shen Shutong followed closely, watching Fu Jingchuan twisting and turning in pain on the stretcher, holding his stomach, and her heart felt like it was being fried in oil. She nodded continuously, her voice choked with sobs: "I know, I know, please, I really please..."

The medical vehicle was parked in an open space not far from the warehouse, with the door wide open. Inside was a sterile operating light and complete emergency equipment. The medical staff pushed the stretcher steadily onto the vehicle, and Shen Shutong followed in.

The space inside the car was limited, but the equipment was comprehensive. Medical staff quickly connected Fu Jingchuan to a fetal heart monitor and put on an oxygen mask. The device ticked regularly, and the fetal heartbeat was a bit fast, but still strong, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Dr. Zhang put on sterile gloves and prepared to perform an internal examination on Fu Jingchuan to determine the dilation of the cervix.

"Mr. Fu, relax. I need to check and you may feel a little uncomfortable." Doctor Zhang whispered to comfort him.

Fu Jingchuan was in the interval between contractions. After taking a breath, he nodded slightly and closed his eyes. His long eyelashes trembled in pain. His hands were still protecting the high bulge of his abdomen. It had softened temporarily due to the interval between contractions, but it still weighed heavily on his body.

The internal examination process was not comfortable. Fu Jingchuan groaned and his fingers tightly grasped the bed sheet under him.

After a moment, Dr. Zhang withdrew his hand, his brow furrowed. "The cervix is ​​only about four fingers dilated. It's far from the time to push. But the amniotic fluid has already broken, and the flow is quite large. If this continues, the fetus will be at risk of hypoxia."

He immediately instructed the nurse, "Prepare an intravenous infusion to replenish energy and fluids. Also, add a small amount of oxytocin to help accelerate cervical dilation. But be sure to control the dosage and closely monitor the fetal heart rate! Raise the end of the stretcher to create a hip-high, head-low position and try to retain amniotic fluid!"

The medical staff immediately went to work. A needle pierced a vein in Fu Jingchuan's arm, and the medicine dripped into his body. The stretcher was adjusted so that his hips were higher than his head. This position slightly slowed the loss of amniotic fluid, but it also put further pressure on his chest and pelvis from his already heavy, drooping abdomen, making breathing difficult.

Shen Shutong held his other hand, which was not receiving the IV, tightly.

The oxytocin kicked in. Fu Jingchuan's stomach tightened at a visible speed, becoming as hard as iron. He subconsciously wanted to curl up to resist the pain, but the high-hips position restricted his movements. He could only lie on his back helplessly, enduring waves of excruciating pain.

"Ugh...ah...!" He exerted so much force that the veins on his neck bulged, and the cold sweat on his forehead had soaked the pillow. His hands were tightly grasping the sheets beneath him, and his huge abdomen trembled with his panting.

"Jingchuan, breathe! Breathe with me! Inhale... inhale..." Shen Shutong fought back tears, imitating the Lamaze breathing method she'd learned in prenatal classes, guiding him. She gently wiped the tears from his eyes with her fingers, soothing him, "Yes, just like that, take your time... I'm here, I'm with you..."

Fu Jingchuan followed her rhythm, taking deep breaths of oxygen and then slowly exhaling, trying to distract himself from the pain. In the intervals between contractions, he turned his head slightly and looked at Shen Shutong, his eyes somewhat distracted by the pain.

"Shutong..." He called her name in a hoarse voice and hooked her palm weakly with his fingers.

"Yeah, I'm here." Shen Shutong immediately moved closer to him and put his hand on her cheek.

"Hold... hold me..." His voice was soft, like a child who had been wronged. At that moment, all his composure, all his dignity, crumbled before the sheer agony. He just wanted to draw a little strength and warmth from the one he loved most.

Shen Shutong's heart ached. She immediately leaned over, carefully avoiding his bulging belly and the arm receiving the IV, hugged his trembling shoulders as tightly as possible, and rested his head in her arms.

"Okay, hold me, don't be afraid..." She whispered in his ear, patting his back gently with one hand, like comforting a baby.

This hug seemed to give Fu Jingchuan some comfort. He closed his eyes, buried his face in her neck, took a deep breath, and felt the familiar breath on her body. His tense body relaxed a little bit.

However, the good times didn't last. The oxytocin's effect grew stronger, and the contractions increased rapidly in intensity and frequency. The pain became almost continuous, gradually becoming a heart-wrenching torture. Fu Jingchuan's breathing method completely failed. He groaned uncontrollably, his body twisting in agony on the narrow stretcher. His abdomen heaved violently and hardened, as if something was rushing around inside.

"No...it hurts...it hurts too much..." He cried intermittently, tears flowing uncontrollably, "I...can't stand it anymore..." His hands pressed randomly on the bottom of his abdomen, and the feeling of falling and bloating from there almost drove him crazy.

An extremely strong feeling of falling accompanies uterine contractions, which is a physiological reflex caused by the descending fetus pressing on the rectum.

"Ah--!" Fu Jingchuan's body suddenly arched upward, his abdomen cramped violently, and he subconsciously tried to push down.

"Don't push! Mr. Fu! Not yet!" Doctor Zhang immediately held his legs and shouted, "Your cervix isn't fully dilated yet. Pushing now will cause your cervix to swell or even tear! The baby will get stuck, which is even more dangerous! Hold it! Exhale! Exhale quickly!"

Fu Jingchuan was held down tightly by the doctors and nurses, shaking his head desperately. "I... can't hold it anymore... I really... want to... have a baby..." The downward push was so strong it nearly overwhelmed his sanity. He felt like his body was about to burst, as if something was stuck in his pelvic floor, unable to move up or down, causing a maddening pain and pressure.

He opened his mouth, unconsciously searching for something to bite against the force.

Shen Shutong saw his intention and put his wrist to his mouth without hesitation, "Bite me! Jingchuan, bite me if you feel uncomfortable!"

Fu Jingchuan looked at the white wrist in front of him, turned his head away, and bit his lower lip again. In an instant, a bloody taste filled his mouth.

"Don't bite yourself!" Shen Shutong screamed in pain, pried his mouth open with force, and stuffed his fingers between his teeth. Fu Jingchuan resisted at first, but when the next wave of irresistible force came, he finally couldn't help but close his teeth.

A sharp pain came from his fingers. Shen Shutong groaned and hugged him tightly, letting him bite. His other hand continued to stroke his back, "It's okay... It's okay... It will be fine soon... The baby will be out soon..."

Doctor Zhang closely monitored the data on the monitor. The fetal heart rate began to fluctuate due to the compression of the birth canal and the brief lack of oxygen. "The cervix is ​​almost complete! Mr. Fu, hold on a little longer! Push when I tell you to! Now listen to me, take a deep breath, and exhale! Yes! Exhale!"

Fu Jingchuan was already half-conscious from the pain. He relied on instinct and the doctor's instructions to breath out with difficulty, trying to release the force that threatened to tear him apart. But he was truly exhausted. Since Shen Shutong's disappearance, he had barely had a moment's rest. His mind was in extreme tension, and his body was in extreme pain. His strength was rapidly draining away. His huge abdomen rose and fell violently with his rapid breathing, and he looked shaky.

"I have no...strength..." He collapsed on the stretcher, gasping in despair, "I can't give birth...it's stuck...it's so swollen..." His hands slid weakly to his sides, and he didn't even have the strength to touch his belly.

Seeing him drained of all his energy, listening to his helpless cries, Shen Shutong couldn't hold back any longer, tears streaming down his sweat-soaked face. "Jingchuan, don't give up. You can do this! You and the baby are both very strong! Just hold on a little longer, just a little longer! For the baby, for me, please..."

Doctor Zhang watched the numbers on the fetal heart rate monitor begin to drop and knew they couldn't wait any longer. "The cervix is ​​fully dilated, Mr. Fu! Now! Push with the contractions! Quick!"

Fu Jingchuan looked at Shen Shutong, who was in tears, took a deep breath, and when the next wave of contractions reached its peak, he used all the remaining strength in his body to push down suddenly——

"Yes! That's it! Come on! I see the hair!" The nurse encouraged excitedly.

Once, twice, three times… Fu Jingchuan matched the contractions, straining every last bit of his strength. His throat was hoarse. Shen Shutong kept shouting “Come on” in his ear, holding his hand tightly. With every push, his towering abdomen contracted and sank violently, as if trying to squeeze out all the strength.

Finally, after a long push, Fu Jingchuan felt his body suddenly empty! His high and heavy abdomen instantly relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and loud baby cry broke the extremely tense atmosphere in the medical vehicle!

"It's out! It's a girl! Congratulations, Mr. Fu, congratulations, Mr. Shen!" The nurse carefully held up the crying baby and showed it to them.

Fu Jingchuan's body completely collapsed, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids. He turned his head slightly and looked at the crying little guy, a tear sliding down from the corner of his eye.

Shen Shutong looked at the little person, and then at Fu Jingchuan who was almost fainted. The huge joy and fear intertwined together made her cry uncontrollably. She leaned over and kept kissing Fu Jingchuan's sweaty forehead and cheeks: "Thank you for your hard work... Jingchuan, thank you for your hard work..."

Doctor Zhang and the nurses were still busy with Fu Jingchuan's follow-up, delivering the placenta and checking the birth canal for lacerations. The air in the ambulance was filled with the smell of blood, disinfectant, and the hope brought by a new life.

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The author has something to say: Congratulations on the birth of the little princess [Fireworks] Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Fu