While everything was peaceful in the capital.
A strange wind suddenly swept through the border town.
Everyone looked and exclaimed in surprise, "It's going to rain!"
When Shulan heard this, she was also surprised: "Is it raining?"
They were on their way to the Ma family's house.
Just now, the young mistress of the Ma family is about to give birth.
Because she couldn't speak, and the midwife was also saying that the baby was too big to give birth to easily.
Having no other choice, the young master of the Ma family came to beg Shulan to go there.
Even though Shulan said, "I don't know how to deliver babies."
But the young master of the Ma family pleaded, "We only ask that Doctor Shu be there, so that if anything happens, we can have some peace of mind."
He quickly added, "No matter what, we will thank Dr. Shu."
Seeing his anxious look, I thought that it would be better for me to be there.
Shulan nodded: "Okay then."
Carrying a medicine chest, he took Mu Dong and Jian Qiu with him and followed the young master of the Ma family.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they boarded the carriage, they saw dark clouds looming over the entire border town, and they couldn't help but ask, "Is it going to rain?"
She has been here for three months now. She knows that there are sandstorms here from time to time, but very little rain. When it does rain, it is just a shower and the sky clears up afterward.
This is the norm in the border town: there are evil winds and sand of all sizes, and it is dry and receives very little rain all year round.
With its cold winters and dry summers, this city stands perpetually amidst endless yellow sand and howling winds.
This is the first time I've seen such dark, heavy clouds, as if a storm is brewing.
The young master of the Ma family looked at the sky with anxiety in his eyes: "Yes, it looks like there's going to be a heavy rain."
Fearing it might rain on the way, he told the driver to speed up, and they hurried back to the Ma family home.
Upon reaching the courtyard, a clap of thunder was followed by a downpour of rain the size of soybeans, bringing a slight coolness to the sweltering weather.
But no one cared about the rain at that moment; everyone was waiting outside the door.
No one in the room could hear the woman in labor shouting; only the midwife was saying, "Young mistress, push! Push!"
The pregnant woman was unable to speak, and the combination of wind and thunder created an eerie atmosphere in the delivery room, causing great anxiety among those outside.
When they saw Shulan coming over, they all looked at her with hopeful eyes.
Shulan, carrying a medical kit, said, "I'll go in and take a look first."
Seeing everyone looking at her expectantly, she said, "Don't worry, I will do my best."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and hurried inside.
Outside, the rain was still pouring down like a curtain, but inside the delivery room it was very stuffy and hot, and it was even difficult to see clearly. The maid lit a candle.
The midwife looked very anxious. The baby was too big to be delivered, and the pregnant woman was unable to speak.
She'd been delivering babies her whole life, and this was the first time she'd ever seen anything like it.
Seeing the increasingly pale face of the young mistress of the Ma family, she had no hope left and felt that she would definitely have a difficult childbirth.
It's such a pity that such a young lady is gone.
He shouted, "Madam, just a little more force, just a little more force!"
"Dr. Shu." Madam Ma looked at her daughter-in-law and her soon-to-be-born grandson with great anxiety.
Upon seeing Shulan, he rushed to her side as if she were his savior, holding her tightly and saying, "You must save Jiawen, this child."
"I'll do my best."
Listening to the sound of rain and the faint rumble of thunder outside, and looking at the person who looked like they had been pulled out of the water, Shulan asked, "Did you boil ginseng water?"
Previously, she had them keep ginseng water that had been brewed for a hundred years there, so that pregnant women could drink ginseng water when they felt weak.
It wasn't the first time she'd seen a pregnant woman give birth, so she wasn't particularly frightened.
But whenever she saw the pain of pregnant women, she couldn't help but feel her heart tighten.
It is said that childbirth is a woman's ordeal, but every woman has to go through it.
Madam Ma quickly said, "I'll have the maid bring it over."
He said to one of his head maids, "Quickly go and fetch some ginseng water."
"Yes, Madam." The head maid went out the door.
Shulan then said, "Go and prepare needles, thread, scissors, and white wine."
Although the maid didn't understand why these things were needed, she did whatever Doctor Shu said.
Then Shulan came to her side, touched her belly with her hand, and said, "The baby is in the right position, and the baby was well controlled before, so there will be no problem with the birth."
She looked at Madam Ma and said, "The reason you can't give birth is because the baby is too big, and your bones are too small and your pelvis is relatively narrow, which is why childbirth is so difficult. But don't be afraid. If it really comes to it, I will perform an episiotomy. You can try to give birth to the baby with all your might."
Presumably after seeing Dr. Shu, Madam Ma nodded as if she had found a pillar of support.
After drinking the ginseng soup, Madam Ma's complexion became rosier and she regained her strength, so she began to exert herself again.
The child's head was visible at this point, but it was estimated that the head was too big to come out.
Seeing that the cervix was dilated to ten centimeters and there would be a large area of tearing, Shulan decisively said, "Let's do a lateral slit. If the cervix tears, it will be even worse for the pregnant woman."
"Cut the side?" The midwife didn't understand.
Shulan soaked the scissors, needle, and thread in white wine and said to Madam Ma, "I have to cut open your cervix. I can't give you anesthetic for the sake of you and the baby, so you have to bear this pain. Just hang in there and do whatever I tell you, understand?"
Mrs. Ma nodded, her forehead covered in sweat.
She knew she was out of strength; if this continued, neither she nor her child might survive.
Shulan had her maid feed her a bowl of ginseng soup, and then had someone bring her a large towel to bite on, saying, "Push hard."
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