Chapter 219: Sacrificing the Small to Save the Big
So the situation that Sang Yu is facing now has become what he is facing now.
Faced with Chen Huirou's cries that sounded like the blood-curdling cuckoo, she felt sorry for her, but still had to say the ugly words upfront.
Don't try to help someone out of good intentions, or else you won't be able to help and end up being hated by others.
"I just heard my mother talk about your sister. There are some things I need to explain to you in advance."
Sang Yu helped her up while looking into her eyes and said seriously, "I'm not a professional doctor. I've just read a few medical books and know a few tricks to save lives."
"Your sister is having a difficult labor. I can go with you to take a look, but I can't guarantee anything. Do you understand me?"
Hearing that she was about to give in, Chen Huirou nodded quickly: "I understand, I understand. As long as you are willing to go and take a look, no matter the outcome, you will be a great benefactor to our Shen family."
She really had no other choice but to try her best. Having one more person was better than having a group of people standing there helplessly.
It's better to take precautions in advance. If you don't go next time, it will seem a bit unkind.
Sang Yu said hello to her family and hurried to the Wang family with Chen Huirou.
It was also a coincidence that when they arrived at the Wang family, the man who had gone to the city on horseback to ask for a doctor just happened to be galloping over with the doctor.
The old doctor with a half-white beard, who was pushed in the front and was dizzy, started vomiting violently as soon as he got off the horse, holding on to the wall.
He had a very uncomfortable journey. There were two horses available for him to ride, but he was forced to ride one together. His old body could not withstand it and he was almost broken apart.
The man who brought him here dismounted swiftly, saluted Shen Wenfu and replied, "Sir, the doctor has been brought here."
"Doctor, please stop vomiting. Let's go in and see if we can treat it." Shen Wenfu ignored the man and helped the doctor who had just vomited yellow water walk towards the door.
The old doctor was pushed forward by him, and he did not forget to turn around and shout: "My medicine box, medicine box!"
Wang Shun walked over in two or three steps, picked up the medicine box and handed it to the other party, wishing he could grab the other party's collar and send him in on the spot.
This farce happened when Sang Yu arrived. It was not until the old doctor entered the room that several people noticed her.
Chen Yingshu has been busy learning from the teacher every day these days, and has no time to run the stall. He hasn't seen her for a long time.
Even though the timing was not right, he still forced a smile when he saw her: "Miss Sang, you're here."
Sang Yu gave him a perfunctory smile as a greeting, then got straight to the point and asked, "What's the situation in there now? Can I go in and take a look?"
"Ah? This..." Chen Yingshu was stunned by her question and didn't know how to answer.
His eldest sister was in there and his life or death was unknown, and his father and brother-in-law were by her side. He had no right to decide this issue at all.
Fortunately, Sang Yu, who asked this question, also realized the problem. She smiled apologetically at him and immediately walked towards Shen Wenfu and Wang Shun.
"Village Chief Shen, Xiaorou asked me to come over and see if there's anything I can help with. Do you still need me to come in now?"
Sang Yu came up and explained the whole thing. She didn't want to be seen as someone who came here on her own initiative to get close to her. Besides, the doctor was here now, so it didn't seem to matter whether she went in or not.
Hearing that it was his little daughter who invited the other party over, Shen Wenfu only nodded slightly: "Let's see what the doctor says."
As the head of Qingxi Village, he is always the first to know about all kinds of things, big and small. He is not unaware of Sang Yu saving Zhao Baoer.
But the situation is different now. That was drowning and this is difficult labor. They are completely different things and cannot be compared. The famous doctor in the city is more trustworthy.
Sang Yu did not feel lost or frustrated when he politely rejected her. It would be best if she did not interfere in such matters.
She chose a secluded corner and stood there quietly, listening to the screams in the house becoming increasingly faint, and her heart was filled with emotion.
In fact, there was really no safety guarantee for giving birth in ancient times. There were no prenatal checkups, no conscious weight control and exercise, and no caesarean sections.
If the fetus is in an abnormal position or is too large, it is easy to cause two deaths. In this way, due to the lack of contraceptive measures, they have to give birth to one child after another.
However, Sang Yu looked at the room the doctor entered with some confusion. It was quiet at this time.
In her memory, whether it was ancient or modern dramas, there were always women screaming when giving birth. Why didn't she hear it now? Could it be...
The situation in the room was indeed not good, but it obviously had not developed into what Sang Yu had imagined. Chen Huitan's head was covered in sweat, her hair was disheveled, and strands of it were soaked with sweat and stuck to her face.
Her face was as pale as paper, with two bloody marks on her lower lip from being bitten, and a piece of soft cloth was stuffed in her mouth.
The old doctor took her pulse first when he came in, then looked at her lower body and shook his head.
Seeing that he was about to speak, Zeng Rong winked at him, indicating that he should go out and talk.
Shen Huitan, who was originally exhausted and lying on the bed to recover his strength, didn't know where he got the strength from. He grabbed her hand and said something incoherently.
Others didn't hear clearly, but Zeng Rong, who knew her best, understood what she meant. She sighed and nodded to the old doctor: "Just say it here."
The old doctor glanced at Chen Huitan, who turned her head to look at him, and sighed as well.
"I just took her pulse. It's weak, almost dead. Plus, she's weak, pale, and has weak contractions. I'm afraid she's been in labor for too long and has lost her energy. I'm giving her ginseng to keep her alive, but..."
Zeng Rong was so anxious that she couldn't bear to listen any longer and interrupted, "I don't want to hear any of that nonsense. Just tell me directly, can you save her?"
The old doctor hesitated. "If we sacrifice the young to save the older, we might be able to try to save the mother, but..."
When he took the pulse of the woman in labor, he found that she was deficient in both qi and blood, but her body was still strong. If he had acted decisively and sacrificed the small for the big, it might be possible to save her life.
"Okay! You tell us what to do, and we will cooperate with you." Zeng Rong didn't listen to the rest of the words. She just wanted to save her daughter's life.
Chen Huitan used the tip of her tongue to push against the soft cloth gag at the side of her mouth and said weakly, "Just what? How are you going to give up your little one? How confident are you?"
She was the daughter carefully taught by Shen Wenfu. She understood the principle of weighing the pros and cons and making decisions when necessary, otherwise everything would be lost. But she wanted to know how to do it specifically and how confident she was.
The old doctor hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke through gritted teeth: "I just checked the fetal position. It's because its legs are stuck facing downwards, blocking the cervix. That's why it can't be delivered. We have to use a knife to cut it open and separate it from the mother bit by bit..."
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