Chapter 438 Witnessing the New Life
The days in Dafeng Town are as clear and soothing as a stream flowing over pebbles.
Lu Jiangnian and Yuan Wanru walked side by side and truly lived a happy and carefree life like gods.
Early every morning, Lu Jiangnian would prepare meals and wait for Yuan Wanru to wake up after a good sleep. After breakfast, they would go out carrying light medicine bags.
Where to go?
It all depends on your heart.
Or he might accept an invitation from a family in town, or follow the mountain trails to find some seasonal herbs, or just walk around to see which village has patients who need medical treatment.
Lu Jiangnian had never felt so truly the purity of "working at sunrise and resting at sunset".
This was different from the heroic spirit of traveling the world with a sword that he had imagined in his youth, and it was also very different from the days in the past when he had to work hard and be cautious at every step.
Today's days are light, free of all the heavy calculations.
They carry only medicinal herbs and a simple bag on their shoulders, and their hearts are filled with the mountains, rivers, plants and trees before them, the warm words and laughter of the people around them, and the neighbors they may meet at the next intersection who may need their help.
"Free from worries and free from burdens" - he finally understood the true meaning of these five words, which was a kind of relaxation that came from the cracks in his bones.
The life of a traveling doctor was completely different from what he had imagined.
It was a sense of freedom without any constraints.
There is no need to be confined to a clinic or deal with the complicated human relationships.
The world is their clinic, and the breeze is their door curtain.
Sometimes he would give an old man a few injections under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, sometimes he would adjust the bones and apply medicine to a peasant woman who had sprained her foot by the edge of a field, and sometimes he would clean and bandage the skin of children who had been scraped while playing in the mountain stream.
remuneration?
It is often just a handful of seasonal vegetables with the fragrance of soil, a few warm eggs, or a bowl of sweet spring water.
This simplicity of exchanging medical skills for worldly affairs made him feel unprecedentedly secure and satisfied.
And this simple and fulfilling life becomes more complete and wonderful because of the woman by his side.
The sun was setting, the weary birds were returning to the forest, and they were walking home side by side in the twilight.
The sunset stretched the two people's shadows very long, and the air was filled with a mixed scent of smoke and grass leaves.
Lu Jiangnian turned his head to look at the peaceful profile of the person next to him, then looked at the eaves in the distance dyed warm orange by the setting sun, and an indescribable feeling of comfort surged in his heart.
The vague dream of freedom, of traveling across the mountains, of being a hero in my youth, has finally come true here and now in the most comfortable and heartwarming way.
What’s even more wonderful is that he is not the only one walking on this road bathed in sunset.
Someone shares the morning dew and evening mist, someone understands the true fun in simple meals, and someone lives with him in this small, peaceful world, making every ordinary day enjoyable, just like tasting a cup of aged wine, the more you taste it, the mellower it becomes, and the more you taste it, the more you feel that this is the greatest happiness in the world.
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One day, while passing through a village, they met a woman who was having difficulty giving birth.
The woman's moans had long since exhausted all their strength and turned into thin gasps, with each breath accompanied by painful convulsions.
The midwife was sweating and her hands were stained with blood. She cried, "It's no use... the baby's head is stuck and can't come out! This is a 'reverse birth'. It's fatal!"
Yuan Wanru said to the pale-faced man outside the delivery room, "I'm a doctor, let me go in and take a look."
Lu Jiangnian was not suitable to follow in, so he could only wait outside.
She walked into the delivery room with a solemn expression and quickly checked the condition of the mother.
"Don't panic, it'll be okay."
The voice was not loud, but it had a strange penetrating power that instantly suppressed the panic in the room.
She stepped forward and took the midwife's place, palpating the thin belly with her warm fingers, with a breathtaking concentration, precise, gentle, yet powerful.
After a moment, she confirmed in a deep voice: "The occipital bone is at the right rear."
"Help me hold her!"
She gave the order decisively.
The midwife immediately stepped forward and carefully helped the woman lift her heavy body.
Yuan Wanru moved swiftly and gently, guiding the woman in labor to assume a peculiar posture - kneeling on both knees, with her chest as close to the bed as possible and her hips raised high.
"Hold it, and breathe in as relaxedly as possible."
While stabilizing the woman in labor, she looked at her medicine box.
Taking out the golden needles given to her by Old Man Su, she picked up the longest one among them, disinfected it, held her breath and concentrated, and accurately inserted the needle into the key acupoint of the parturient's lumbar sacrum. Her technique was as fast as lightning and the insertion was just right in depth. The tail of the needle trembled slightly.
"ah……"
The woman in labor let out a short gasp, not in severe pain, but rather a strange feeling of soreness and swelling spreading.
At the same time, Yuan Wanru's hands did not stop. She held the fetus's buttocks steadily through the abdominal wall with a technique that combined cleverness and strength, and tried to perform a slow counterclockwise rotation correction.
Fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and her eyes were so focused that it seemed as if the only thing in the whole world left was the tenacious little life in her palm.
Time passes, and every moment seems so long.
The only sounds in the room were the woman's heavy breathing and Yuan Wanru's steady instructions: "Breathe in... OK, exhale slowly... Do it again..."
She re-palpated from time to time to feel the subtle changes in the fetal head.
Suddenly, Yuan Wanru's eyes sparkled: "It's done! Now it's the left occipital anterior position! Quick, prepare to push! Now!"
Her voice had undeniable power.
The woman in labor seemed to be injected with the last bit of life, and under Yuan Wanru's command and the midwife's support, she burst out with amazing strength.
"The head is out! The shoulders! Good!"
The midwife exclaimed in surprise.
However, just when the baby was about to be delivered completely, Yuan Wanru keenly noticed something strange - there seemed to be a slight blockage in the baby's shoulder.
Without any hesitation, she pulled out a pair of hooks from the bottom of the medicine box and placed them accurately on both sides of the baby's head. She pulled and rotated them gently and steadily. The whole process took only a moment, and a little life covered in bruises and vernix caseosa slipped out silently.
"child!"
The woman in labor screamed with despair.
Yuan Wanru had already taken the baby.
The child was silent and his face was purple.
She wiped the mucus from the mouth and nose with a clean cloth, supported the neck with one hand, and used the other hand with a hollow palm to pat the baby's back with moderate force.
“Ahem…Wow!”
A faint but extremely clear cry, like a sound from nature, broke the suffocating silence.
"Alive! The child is crying! Alive!"
The midwife was so excited that she was incoherent.
The farmer who was staying with Lu Jiangnian outside felt his legs go limp, and he collapsed to the ground with a thump. He covered his face with his hands, his shoulders shaking violently, and he could no longer control his suppressed sobs.
Yuan Wanru's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, but her hands did not stop moving at all.
"Quick, find the softest, most absorbent cloth! Dry the child and wrap him up, and keep him warm!"
She took out a piece of ginseng from the medicine box and asked the woman to hold it in her mouth to help her breathe.
The midwife wrapped the wrinkled little life carefully, leaving only the rosy little face exposed.
Looking at the baby in the cradle whose breathing gradually became steady and whose skin color turned rosy, and then looking at the woman on the bed whose breathing became even and who showed a weak smile due to the ginseng slices in her mouth, Yuan Wanru let out a long sigh, and the corners of her mouth, which had been tense all the time, finally raised a hint of relief.
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