Chapter 1844 Thrift Store 2

Feng Qingxue felt the pulse and knew something was wrong. She frowned and said, "It's too late!"

The pregnant woman is carrying twins and looks to be in her 40s, which makes her an elderly mother with certain risks of childbirth. Now she is bleeding profusely and cannot even move. It is difficult for her to stop the bleeding.

She quickly organized the women present to form a human wall, keeping the gay men and unmarried lesbians outside. There were only herself, the pregnant woman, and a middle-aged woman in her fifties who obviously had experience in delivering babies inside the circle. She asked the people outside to bring some hot water, and she opened the army green canvas bag that she used as a cover, and took out some medical equipment.

After she did this, the people present reacted immediately.

"I know her. She is from Zhu Gui's family. She is eight months pregnant. I will go to their house to inform her mother-in-law!"

"There's a state-owned restaurant next door. There must be hot water there. I'll go get some!"

"I have an old, thick piece of clothing here. Put it under her. It's so cold, the ground is so cold. Don't let yourself and the baby get cold. It's terrible to get cold during childbirth."

Enthusiastic people helped to unpack the packages, took out the swaddling clothes and wrapped the baby with a little bird on his crotch. Feng Qingxue concentrated on delivering the baby for Zhu Gui's family. The interval between the birth of twins is usually not too long. After the efforts of both the doctor and the patient, the second baby was born soon, with a loud cry, and it was another boy.

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Feng Qingxue took off her blood-stained thin cotton pants and comforted her softly: "As long as you work hard, you and the child will be fine. Come, follow my slogan and breathe, control your breathing and strength."

Everyone was busy talking and working, and the situation was soon under control.

Feng Qingxue's hands, wearing medical gloves, were covered in blood. She did not bother to respond to the mother-in-law's thanks. She carefully observed the mother's postpartum condition. She did not feel relieved until the placenta was successfully expelled and the mother had no symptoms of heavy bleeding.

When Zhu Gui's mother-in-law came over with a lot of bags, she just heard a baby crying.

"Now we can send the woman to the hospital."

"Save me, save me and my child!" The pregnant woman freed her hands and grabbed Feng Qingxue's clothes.

Zhu's mother's mouth immediately stretched to her ears. "Thank you, doctor. Thank you, doctor!"

Feng Qingxue pulled out the golden needle from the needle bag and quickly inserted it into the acupuncture point of the pregnant woman. After a few needles, the pregnant woman's cry of pain gradually subsided and the bleeding seemed to stop gradually.

People of this era are so enthusiastic, simple and honest.

After hearing her words, Zhu's mother hurriedly said, "They say that seven to eight are not good enough. Doctor, please take a look at the physical condition of the two children."

"It's an old saying that a baby will live at seven months old but not at eight. Now we need to believe in science. An eight-month-old fetus will definitely develop better than a seven-month-old one." Feng Qingxue took off her rubber gloves, looked carefully, and felt the baby's pulse. "Twins are usually not too heavy when they are born. Their weight is up to standard and they are in good condition, but they need to be carefully cared for. Send them to the hospital and ask the doctor to do a thorough examination."

Due to the current backward medical care, the number of infant deaths has dropped sharply compared to before, but the number is still alarming. Feng Qingxue, who has witnessed a healthy baby die shortly after birth, cannot guarantee what the child's future will be like.

Mother Zhu did not continue to ask, but asked Feng Qingxue's name.

"You are the savior of our mother and two daughters. We cannot fail to repay you." During the birth of her second child, Zhu's mother had heard in detail the thrilling process of her daughter-in-law rolling down the stairs and causing premature birth. She was naturally grateful to Feng Qingxue.

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