Wei Lan's body began to tremble violently, her eyes filled with despair. She knelt down with a "thump", clasped her hands together, and begged desperately towards the emergency room: "Please, save my sister, I know I was wrong..."
Liu Jianjun also seemed to have his soul sucked out, he stood there with empty eyes, tears falling silently. He seemed to have been drained of all his energy in an instant, his eyes were full of despair and helplessness, his lips trembled, and he muttered to himself: "Wanwan, you can't be in trouble, we agreed to watch the child grow up together..."
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, his hands hung powerlessly at his sides, and his legs trembled slightly, as if he would collapse in the next second.
At the critical moment, Yang Qingyan suddenly thought of a caesarean section. She took a deep breath and said loudly, "We can try a caesarean section."
The military doctor was embarrassed when he heard this and quickly said, "We are not obstetricians and gynecologists and have never performed this kind of surgery."
Yang Qingyan's eyes were firm, and she said without hesitation: "I'll do it, you guys get the equipment ready."
The military doctor looked at her with wide eyes in astonishment, questioning, "Would you do that? This is a case of two lives lost for one body."
Yang Qingyan nodded firmly. Although she had never performed a caesarean section before, she was proficient in all kinds of surgeries.
Hearing this, Liu Jianjun staggered to Yang Qingyan as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He knelt down with a plop, held her ankles tightly with both hands, and cried: "Sister-in-law, please save Wanwan, save my lord, save my lord! As long as you can save her, I will give you my life!" His voice was hoarse and desperate, his eyes were full of pleading and expectation, the blue veins on his forehead bulged with excitement, tears streamed down his face, and he had a complete loss of his usual determination.
Mu Nanhe took a step forward, looked at Yang Qingyan with a serious expression, and said, "Qingyan, I leave it to you. I will bear the consequences."
Yang Qingyan nodded slightly and responded with a firm look: "Don't worry, I'm sure." The military doctor looked at her resolute and confident expression, hesitated for a moment, and finally said nothing, turning around to prepare the equipment.
Yang Qingyan walked quickly into the emergency room, walked to Wei Wan's bedside first, gently held her hand, put her other hand on her wrist, carefully felt her pulse, and then took out a silver needle from the small bag she carried with her, and skillfully injected the needle into Wei Wan's body to relieve her pain.
Then, Yang Qingyan closed her eyes slightly, mobilized the supernatural power in her body, and slowly injected a gentle energy into Wei Wan's body. After a while, Wei Wan's painful expression gradually relaxed, her wrinkled brows loosened a little, her breathing became much more stable, and soon the pain was not so severe and she calmed down.
Yang Qingyan leaned down and whispered softly in Wei Wan's ear: "Sister-in-law, I will perform surgery on you later, don't be afraid." Wei Wan opened her eyes weakly, her eyes full of gratitude and worry. She whispered: "Please save my child. In case of any accident, save the child, not the adult." Yang Qingyan felt sad and said: "You and your wife have a really good relationship. Just now, Brother Liu asked me to save the adult. Don't worry, I can save both of them."
After the military doctor prepared the equipment, Yang Qingyan took a deep breath, her eyes revealed determination, and said, "Leave two people to help." Her voice was steady, but it could not hide the tense atmosphere in it, as if the air was stagnant at this moment.
She quickly walked to the operating table, soaked and rubbed her hands carefully in disinfectant, each movement was precise and fast, and she didn't notice the water droplets sliding down her arms. The two assistants beside her also hurried to their positions, their eyes showing both anxiety about this sudden situation and some trust in Yang Qingyan, after all, she was everyone's only hope at the moment.
Yang Qingyan walked to Wei Wan's side and gave her anesthesia. After the anesthesia took effect, she gently lifted the thin blanket covering her body and quickly scanned her abdomen, which was bulging and trembling slightly due to pain. She silently estimated the entry point of the operation. She picked up the scalpel and tightened her fingers slightly. The sharp blade flashed coldly under the shadowless light, which was frightening, but her hands were as steady as a rock.
"Let's start." She whispered, and then made the first precise cut. The blade cut her skin, blood oozed out, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. However, her eyes were focused without any distractions, and her hands moved without hesitation, cutting quickly and steadily along the predetermined route.
Assistants assisted nervously, handing over the blood-collecting forceps, which Yang Qingyan took, and she clamped the bleeding point with skillful techniques, and the bleeding action was done in one go, without any delay, as if she had practiced it thousands of times. Her eyes were always fixed on the surgical site, and the hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat, sticking to her cheeks, but she had no time to pay attention.
As the operation progressed, Yang Qingyan carefully separated the tissues and avoided the key blood vessels. Her hands seemed to have their own lives, moving flexibly in this small but crucial space. Every movement was filled with her expertise and focus, and time passed quietly in this silent busyness.
After an unknown amount of time, the baby's head gradually emerged. A glimmer of joy flashed across Yang Qingyan's eyes. She quickened her movements and gently pulled the baby. Finally, the baby was taken out intact. Yang Qingyan quickly handed the baby to the military doctor, who took it over. The experienced doctor gently patted the baby's little butt, once, twice... accompanied by a crisp cry.
The operation was successfully completed, and Yang Qingyan finally relaxed a little. She felt a little tired, especially during this dangerous operation that required a woman to concentrate her mind. She had to concentrate for a long time and dared not blink her eyes. At this moment, she only felt dry and sore. Moreover, she had been standing for so long that her waist was sore. Her slightly furrowed brows and the subconscious pounding of her waist revealed her fatigue.
The military doctor weighed the baby on a scale nearby. After a moment, he announced, "It's a boy, weighing exactly 5 kilograms."
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