Chapter 82: Being a Midwife (1/2)



Chapter 82: Becoming a Pick-up Lady

Su Ying did not tell her about Su Jianshe. The scumbag deserved whatever happened to him now. Chen Shuyun, a woman who was poisoned by the idea that her husband was the most important thing in her life, was afraid that she would not be able to bear with him for a while, and would be soft-hearted and go to see him at another time. That was not what Su Ying wanted to see.

"Who stole our pickles? Come out, who is so shameless? You can't afford pickles, so you steal them?"

Suddenly there was a shouting sound outside. Su Ying paused with her chopsticks and looked at Chen Shuyun.

Chen Shuyun said helplessly.

"With so many people, all sorts of things are bound to happen. I guess Auntie Fatty is running low on pickles again. She's always swearing, so don't bother with her."

The houses in this tube-shaped building are not big. It is quite spacious for people like Chen Shuyun who live alone in one room. But for those families who live in one room, the space is very small. Therefore, many people put the pickled vegetables in the kitchen in the corridor, and they are occasionally lost.

"Puffy aunt, please stop yelling. Hurry up, Huang Nier is about to come. Someone go find her husband. She's in so much pain right now."

Although this fat aunt is not very powerful, she is not a bad person. When she heard that the neighbor was going to have a baby, she didn't bother to curse and quickly ran to Huang Nier's house to help.

Chen Shuyun also stood up, put down her chopsticks and said to Su Ying.

"I have to go check on her too. Huang Nier is home alone. Her husband is a technician at the aluminum factory and has been working overtime every day these days. She's about to poop, and no one cares."

Seeing Chen Shuyun taking off her apron and hurried out, Su Ying put down her chopsticks and followed her.

A large group of people crowded into Huang Nier's house. The men didn't dare to go in and were all standing in the corridor. Several women went in and were busy wrapping up Huang Nier and preparing to send her to the hospital.

"No, this is bleeding. Isn't it too late to send him to the hospital?"

As soon as Su Ying entered the door, she heard a woman shouting anxiously.

Chen Shuyun hurried over and lifted the quilt. Huang Nier was covered in sweat and looked like she had been washed in water. The quilt under her was dripping with water, and she became anxious.

"It seems like it's too late to go to the hospital. Don't leave the child stranded on the way."

As she spoke, she subconsciously turned around to look at Su Ying. Although she didn't know why her daughter suddenly became a doctor, she felt more at ease having a doctor by her side.

Su Ying stood beside her and said in a deep voice.

"My water has broken, and the amount of water coming out is huge. If it keeps flowing like this, the baby will soon be deprived of oxygen. I have to deliver it immediately."

She bent down and looked at Huang Nier and asked.

"How's your stomachache now? Is it severe?"

Huang Nier nodded her head vigorously and said with difficulty.

"It hurts, it hurts, it comes and goes."

Someone said that many women here have given birth to children.

"It's time to fuck. It's time to fuck."

Su Ying looked at the environment, hesitated slightly, and squatted down.

"Let me take a look, Mom. Please prepare some warm water for me. I'll wash my hands first and then boil some hot water."

The women looked at each other, and the fat aunt said anxiously.

"Everyone here is more experienced than you. We've all done it before. You're a young girl, are you going to take it?"

Chen Shuyun said.

"My daughter works in the hospital. I'll go boil some water, Auntie Fatty. Let her try."

Hospital work? They might not necessarily accept a job at a hospital. They thought Su Ying was not as reliable as an experienced midwife.

Chen Shuyun quickly mixed the hot water from Huang Nier's thermos with cold water and poured it into the washbasin, then placed it in front of Su Ying.

Su Ying washed her hands carefully. There were no sterile gloves at that time, so she could only wash her hands and then take it.

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