Yang Qingyan was nervous when she heard this, knowing that the production could not be delayed. She thought about the medicinal herbs on the mountain and nodded immediately, "I know, let's go back quickly."
Along the way, Mu Nanhe briefly explained the situation to her. It turned out that the sister-in-law's water broke suddenly when she was alone at home in the morning. She stood up and wanted to call her husband, but she bumped into the head of the bed and fainted. Her husband didn't find out until he came home in the afternoon. He hurriedly called a military doctor. After checking, the military doctor said that the uterus was four fingers dilated and the water had broken, but the sister-in-law was still fainting. It was a long way to send her to the hospital, and he was afraid that he would not be able to make it in time, so he thought of Yang Qingyan.
Yang Qingyan hurried back to the family compound with Mu Nanhe in a panic. As soon as they stepped into the yard, they saw a group of people gathered outside her sister-in-law's house, their chattering revealed their anxiety and helplessness.
Yang Qingyan quickly calmed down. She walked quickly towards the house and said loudly, "Everyone, please go out the door first and leave more space for the woman in labor." When everyone heard this, they stepped aside to make way.
Yang Qingyan walked into the room and immediately looked at the parturient. She was lying quietly on the bed, her face pale as paper, bloodless. There was a big bump on the side of her forehead, and the bruise was shocking. It was caused by her hitting the headboard when she got up in a panic. Although she was unconscious, beads of sweat kept rolling down her forehead and cheeks, wetting the pillowcase, and her hair was messy and stuck to her face. It was obvious that she was in great pain. Looking at her lower body, the quilt was wet. Yang Qingyan knew it was the trace of the amniotic fluid that had broken and flowed out.
Without thinking too much, Yang Qingyan hurriedly sat down beside the bed, stretched out her hand and gently placed it on the woman's wrist, holding her breath and concentrating, carefully feeling her pulse. Her brows were slightly wrinkled, her eyes were focused and solemn, time seemed to stop at this moment, all the noise around her was automatically blocked by her, her heart and eyes were filled with only the woman in need of rescue and the fragile little life in her belly.
After a careful examination, Yang Qingyan's heart sank suddenly. The situation was more difficult than expected. The parturient's cervix was dilated to four fingers, but she was still unconscious. This was a huge problem. When she took her pulse just now, she was even more sensitive to the fact that the parturient had congenital heart disease, which was undoubtedly worse. What's worse, by simply checking the fetal heart rate, she also found that the umbilical cord was wrapped around the neck.
Yang Qingyan took a deep breath and tried her best to calm herself down. She looked around and asked loudly, "Who is the husband of the pregnant woman?"
"I am, I am!" Zhang Baoguo rushed forward, his voice trembling, his eyes red, obviously frightened.
Yang Qingyan looked straight at him, her tone hurried but clear: "Does the woman in labor have a heart disease?"
Zhang Baoguo couldn't hold back his tears any longer when he heard this. He choked up and said, "Yes, she has been pregnant since she was little. We didn't dare to have a child, but she wanted to give me a child and said she would do anything to give it a try... What can I do?"
Yang Qingyan nodded: "You have heart disease and you can't have a caesarean section now."
The military doctor at the side also had a worried look on his face. He interrupted helplessly, "But she is still in a coma. A natural birth cannot be performed. The situation is too complicated."
Yang Qingyan gritted her teeth and said firmly: "It's probably okay to send her to the military hospital now. The journey is long and the mother's condition is critical. Every second counts. I'll try to wake her up. We have to let her regain consciousness first so that we can operate later." After saying that, she took a deep breath and secretly mobilized the supernatural powers in her body.
She slowly raised her hands to give the woman acupuncture on her head. Yang Qingyan closed her eyes tightly, concentrated her energy, and used her supernatural power to penetrate the woman's chaotic consciousness and awaken her dormant perception.
Everyone held their breath, staring at this scene with blinking eyes, expecting a miracle to happen. As time passed, the woman's fingers suddenly trembled slightly. Yang Qingyan was delighted and increased her supernatural power output. Then, the woman's eyelids trembled slowly, and a weak moan came from her throat.
“He’s awake! He’s awake!” People around him held back their whispers.
Yang Qingyan did not relax. She knew that she had only temporarily passed one hurdle, and the next problem she would face was still serious, the umbilical cord around the neck.
"Sister-in-law, how do you feel now?" Yang Qingyan tried to make her voice soft and calm, trying to soothe the mother's emotions.
Zhang Baoguo's wife, Zeng Saozi, frowned and answered weakly, "I feel a little dizzy and have a stomachache."
Yang Qingyan nodded and said solemnly: "Sister-in-law, because you are now four fingers dilated, your amniotic fluid has broken, and your umbilical cord is around your neck, I need you to cooperate with me to adjust your position. Can you do it?"
Zeng's sister-in-law's eyes were full of determination and pleading. She nodded without hesitation and said, "Save my child."
Yang Qingyan turned to Zhang Baoguo and said, "Go prepare something for her to eat. She'll have strength after she eats." After hearing this, Zhang Baoguo hurried out to prepare it.
Yang Qingyan took out a silver needle from her medical bag and inserted a few needles into the woman's head with great precision. Her technique was very skillful, aiming to relieve her dizziness. When Zeng's wife felt better, Yang Qingyan and the military doctor carefully helped her to stand up slowly, and put her in a knee-chest position to raise the fetus's hips relatively.
Every second of perseverance was extremely difficult. Three minutes seemed infinitely long. Zeng's forehead was covered with sweat and her teeth were clenched. The pain came and she could no longer bear it and shouted out loudly: "I persevered!"
Seeing this, Yang Qingyan hurriedly comforted her, "Sister-in-law, hold on a little longer. After the contractions, you can get up and walk for a while. This will help adjust the fetal position. Let's work together and we will surely be able to give birth to the baby safely." Her voice was gentle and firm, giving her strength.
Zeng's wife endured the pain and nodded slightly, her eyes full of trust in Yang Qingyan and expectation for the child.
Not long after, Zhang Baoguo rushed in with a bowl of steaming hot food. With trembling hands, he fed Zeng's wife one spoonful at a time.
Zeng's wife endured the pain and ate a few bites. As soon as she swallowed the last bite, a new round of pain came again like a surging tide. Her face turned pale in an instant, and she tightly grasped Zhang Baoguo's hands with both hands. Her knuckles turned white from the force. Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and her lips were bitten with blood marks, but she endured it without making a sound.
After the pain subsided, Yang Qingyan hurried forward, gently pushed aside the sweat-soaked hair on Zeng's forehead, and said softly, "Sister-in-law, hold on a little longer, I'll check it out."
After that, she put on gloves and carefully examined the uterus. After a moment, she looked up with a look of relief in her eyes: "Sister-in-law, it's now 6 fingers dilated. It's very fast. The umbilical cord is still around the neck. Let's continue with the method just now. There must be no problem." Her words were like a stimulant, which calmed Zeng's originally panicked heart a little.
In fact, Yang Qingyan knew clearly that the mother was extremely weak and the fetus's condition was not optimistic. Every moment of delay would increase the danger.
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