Chapter 14 Chapter 14 Can it be the day after tomorrow, ah no, not tomorrow...
Wet your pants?
When I came out from behind the bamboo curtain, the queue outside had already gathered into a group. The woman in the middle was still tightly clutching the piece of white paper with the number "19" written on it, leaning against the wall, at a loss.
The little boy who just shouted "I peed my pants" was pulled aside by his parents and slapped hard on his buttocks several times.
"Oh! She's about to give birth, hurry up and send her to the clinic!"
"The water has already broken, how can it be too late?"
"Don't move her yet. It will be troublesome if the amniotic fluid runs out."
The people around her all offered suggestions, but no one dared to help. They could only try their best to calm her down and drive away the irrelevant gazes around them.
As women, they all know the pain of childbirth, but they have only experienced it themselves. If they are really asked for help, they are like headless flies and don't know what to do.
Fortunately, fortunately she is in the clinic.
"Make way, everyone, make way!"
Walking quickly to the woman, Shen Miao quickly checked the woman’s condition and asked, “Sister-in-law, how long have you been pregnant? Did you have any uncomfortable symptoms before?”
The woman seemed to have not yet recovered from the panic of giving birth. She just shook her head woodenly, "No, no, I've been pregnant for nine months. Nine months and eight days."
Nine months and eight days, two hundred and seventy-eight days.
The woman's pants were soaked with amniotic fluid, and judging from her pulse, there was nothing special, so she should have given birth naturally after her due date.
Just like the aunts and sisters around said, it might be too late to send her to the clinic now, so they could only carry her into the house to give birth in the clinic.
"Master, there is a sister-in-law here who is about to give birth. Please come out and take a look."
As she spoke, Shen Miao took out her handkerchief and wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, and comforted her in a gentle voice: “Don’t be afraid, although the conditions in our clinic are not as good as those in the health center, my grandfather has delivered many babies before, so there will definitely be no problem.”
Although the woman was afraid, she still held her hand and nodded with great trust.
"Come in, some people, help me make room for the bed."
"Hey! Here I come!"
"Who knows my house? Go and call Dongmei over and ask her to help."
"Let me go, I know where it is."
"Hot water, Miaomiao, boil the hot water first."
"Let me do it. Are two pots enough?"
Giving birth is a tough battle, and the strength of the child's mother alone is far from enough. As Shen Wanshan's voice came out from the house one after another, all the people in the yard also started to get busy one after another.
From aunts in their fifties and sixties to little girls in their teens, all joined in this "delivery battle".
The men and children who had nothing to do with the battle also consciously retreated to the outside of the yard, fetching water and running errands. Even the uncle who sprained his ankle limped to each house on crutches to call for more people with experience in delivering babies.
No matter which village she is from or who her family is, the most important thing right now is to keep her and her child safe.
"What's going on? My daughter-in-law is about to give birth?"
After a long while, the middle-aged woman who accompanied the pregnant woman to the clinic finally came back late.
She was holding tightly in her hand a bag of plum bars bought from the canteen. When she entered the yard, she stumbled and almost fell.
"She's fine, how can she give birth just like that?" The middle-aged woman's voice trembled slightly as she spoke. She took a few steps forward and looked inside the bamboo curtain. The brown paper holding the plum strips in her arms was torn into several pieces by her grip.
Shen Miao happened to come out of the house to get some hot water, and when she saw her trying to enter the house, she quickly stopped her and said, "She is already due, and she could give birth at any time. Don't worry, sister-in-law is fine."
"My dear grandson, my dear grandson..."
She is the woman's mother-in-law, and she came with the woman to check Ping An's pulse.
A few minutes ago, the woman said that it was hot and her mouth was bitter and she wanted to eat something sour. Unexpectedly, she had just gone to buy her plum bars. After a short delay, the baby in her belly reacted.
Alas, I bought it too late...
Shen Miao’s comfort could not make her feel at ease. She paced back and forth at the door, the middle-aged woman’s brows furrowed tighter and tighter. Finally, she held Shen Miao’s hand and asked, “Doctor, can you delay her birth until the day after tomorrow? Even if it’s tomorrow, she has to at least get through tonight.”
Shen Miao: ???
Since she started practicing medicine, she has heard many unreasonable requests, but this request is definitely the most unreasonable, no doubt about it.
She is also a woman, she has given birth to a child, how could she not know that giving birth to a child is tantamount to going around in front of the King of Hell? Not only would she not want to run away quickly, but who would want to chat with the King of Hell?
Do you think your life is too long?
Shen Miao pushed her hand away, and her expression suddenly became serious: "Aunt, giving birth is no joke, how can you delay it for so long? Do you still want to live?!"
“I know, I know everything.” She didn’t listen to a word Shen Miao said, and explained to herself, “The doctor said that the baby will only be a boy if it’s born after the ninth day of this month, otherwise it will be a girl.”
"The gender of the baby has already been decided. How can it be changed by changing the date?"
No one in Qinghe Village believed such ridiculous statements more than ten years ago. I didn’t expect to hear them today.
Seeing that she was getting more and more outrageous, Shen Miao really didn’t want to get entangled with her anymore, so she hurriedly carried the hot water back into the house, “Just wait outside, I’ll call you when the baby is born.”
When they returned to the inner hall, Wang Dongmei was feeding her some ginseng soup, and another woman with experience in delivering babies was checking her cervix with her fingers.
If a woman has given birth before, the experience of giving birth will make it much easier than giving birth for the first time, but the pain during delivery will not be reduced at all.
“Ah…Ah!!”
Soon, the woman began a new round of contractions.
Her two hands tightly grasped the white bed sheet beneath her, her trembling nails wishing they could dig a few holes in it. She leaned against the pillow and gasped heavily, each breath carrying the pain of being torn apart.
Beads of sweat dripped down her cheeks one by one. As soon as she regained a little strength, she would quickly raise her head and urge: "Give birth, give birth? Is it a boy, a boy..."
She could hardly bear the pain, as if she would die if the baby didn't come out.
"Don't be anxious. Giving birth takes time," Wang Dongmei helped her lie down. "Don't be nervous. It's okay. Drink more ginseng soup to boost your strength."
Seeing the woman risking her life to give birth to a child, Shen Miao at the side couldn't help but get goose bumps all over her body.
Although she had witnessed women giving birth many times, every time she saw them trying hard to bring their children into this world, the softest part of her heart would ache, and weak tears would try to break free from her reason and escape.
Being a woman is not easy, being a mother is even harder...
Just as Shen Miao was washing those towels, the midwife in charge of the delivery suddenly stood up and walked out from the inner hall to the outer hall, came to Shen Wanshan, and said nervously: "Uncle, I..."
Seeing that the woman's mother-in-law was waiting outside the curtain, the old lady lowered her voice again, "I felt that the baby in her belly was not in the right position, and it seemed that its feet were facing outside."
Hearing her words, Shen Wanshan’s hand holding the enamel cup couldn’t help but pause.
Although he is a doctor who treats and saves lives, due to the differences between men and women, Shen Wanshan usually guides the midwives outside, and only in special circumstances will he personally enter the delivery room to help.
Anyone who has delivered a baby knows that if the feet are facing outward, it is an abnormal fetal position and there is a high probability of a difficult delivery. Not only will it be difficult for the baby to come out, but the pregnant woman's life may also be in danger.
Before the 1950s, if this happened, it would almost certainly result in the death of the child or the mother. In recent decades, medical technology has improved greatly, and city hospitals can perform caesarean sections, but in poor rural areas, this is still a choice.
"Hurry up and ask someone to send her to the city hospital, otherwise she might not be able to give birth." "Don't worry," Shen Wanshan put down the cup in his hand, stood up calmly and picked up a new pair of gloves from the table, "It's too late to send her to the hospital now, I'll go in and take a look first."
The pulse was taken by Shen Miao just now, and the delivery was handled by the aunt. When everyone helped the pregnant woman in just now, Shen Wanshan wanted to avoid it and did not check her personally, so this was his first contact with the pregnant woman.
Coming to the pregnant woman, Shen Wanshan placed his hand on her bulging belly, using his fingertips to feel the position of the baby, then lowered his head and put his hand in to feel the dilation of the cervix.
“Fortunately, we’re still in time.” Shen Wanshan breathed a sigh of relief and ordered Shen Miao, “Bring the sesame oil.”
Shen Miao: “Okay.”
Fortunately, the midwife discovered from experience that the fetus was in an abnormal position and the baby's feet were only facing outwards, not stretched out. It was still time to make timely adjustments as she hadn't started giving birth yet.
After applying a layer of sesame oil on the pregnant woman's belly and hands, Shen Wanshan first gently massaged the side of the woman's belly, and then, while she was relaxing, he suddenly changed the strength of his hands, and the outline of the belly followed the force like dough, falling up and down.
The midwife was stunned by the scene.
She had heard that Shen Wanshan had a skill that specialized in treating "abnormal fetal position", and it turned out that this skill was actually a real "skill"!
It wasn't just the midwife. The woman also forgot to cry out in pain for a moment when she felt the baby in her belly turn around. It was only until she noticed that the shape of her bulging belly seemed different from before that she cried out in pain.
The midwife lowered her head and looked there again. The baby's head, which she had not seen just now, was now turned upside down!
"Alright, alright, it's open to ten fingers!"
"Push harder! Breathe...inhale! Breathe...inhale!"
"Ah! Ah... I can't, I really can't..."
"One more time, harder!"
"Push harder! I can already see the child's head, push harder!"
“Ah! Ahhhh!!!”
…
Listening to the screams from the birthing woman inside, the hearts of the people outside also began to wrench in their hearts.
It was not until two hours later that a series of loud baby cries were heard from the house and the tense atmosphere was diluted by the laughter and celebration of the crowd.
"It's born! It's born!"
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