She picked up a sharp knife and burned it quickly over the candle flame for a final disinfection.
The moment the tip of the knife touched the Eight-Dog Lord's abdomen, her hand trembled slightly.
This was the first time she had performed such a complicated operation since she came to this world. There were no modern medical equipment, no antibiotics, and even a basic sterile environment was difficult to ensure.
It’s just a simple disinfection process using only wine and vinegar.
She also has to do her best to complete the operation and keep the mother and child safe.
At this moment, her hands seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and the fate of the mother and son was completely in her hands.
She must not be panicked or confused.
She took another deep breath to calm herself.
"Sister..." Yu Yueyin looked at her worriedly.
Yu Yuanzheng closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her gaze had regained its firmness: "I'm not. Remember, if the bleeding exceeds expectations, immediately use the compression method I taught you to stop the bleeding."
"yes."
The blade cut the skin and blood gushed out immediately.
Yu Yueyin immediately handed over the hemostatic forceps.
Yu Yuanzheng skillfully enlarged the incision while directing her assistant to absorb the blood with gauze.
The delivery room was eerily quiet, with only the slight sound of instruments colliding and the nervous breathing of everyone.
"The uterine wall is too thin, be careful." Yu Yuanzheng's voice was tense.
She saw that the Eight-Headed Lord's uterus was stretched to the point of being almost transparent due to the twin pregnancy, and her blood vessels were clearly visible.
Just as she was about to cut open the uterus, a violent contraction suddenly hit. Bazhu groaned unconsciously and her abdominal muscles contracted violently.
"The anesthetic is not effective enough!" Yu Yueyin exclaimed.
Beads of sweat appeared on Yu Yuanzheng's forehead, and her assistant immediately wiped them away.
"Another dose of anesthetic, quick!"
The medicine was already prepared nearby just to prevent this situation.
Yu Yueyin carefully fed it into the mouth of the Eight-Headed Master.
The half a minute of waiting for the drug to take effect seemed as long as several centuries.
Yu Yuanzheng kept her hand on the incision, feeling every contraction of the uterus.
"Continue." The effect of the medicine finally showed, and Yu Yuanzheng cut again.
The moment the uterus was cut open, a large amount of amniotic fluid mixed with blood gushed out.
Yu Yueyin immediately wiped it dry with gauze.
Yu Yuanzheng quickly reached in a hand and touched the head of the first fetus.
She carefully removed the baby.
It's a boy.
But they found that the child's face was blue and purple and he had no reaction.
The air in the delivery room froze instantly.
Without saying a word, Yu Yuanzheng cleared the amniotic fluid from the baby's mouth and nose, and then began to press his little chest rhythmically.
"Little guy, you must come back to life." She whispered softly, without stopping her hands.
Ten breaths passed and the baby still did not respond.
Yu Yueyin's eyes were already red, but she forced herself not to make a sound to disturb him.
Just as Yu Yuanzheng was about to try artificial respiration, a faint cry suddenly rang out, breaking the solemn atmosphere in the bankrupt room like a sound from nature.
"Alive!" Yu Yueyin almost jumped up with excitement.
Yu Yuanzheng had no time to celebrate, and quickly gave the baby to Mrs. Xie, and turned to deal with the second fetus. This child's position was even more abnormal, almost lying horizontally in the uterus.
"Help me adjust the position." She instructed Yu Yueyin to push gently from the outside, while she carefully guided the fetus from the inside.
After some twists and turns, the first baby was finally taken out.
It's a baby girl.
This child was much more lively than his brother. As soon as he left the mother's body, he started crying loudly with a gentle pat.
Xiao Xie continued to deal with the second child.
"Twins, a boy and a girl!" Yu Yueyin burst into tears of joy.
Just like their mother.
Yu Yuanzheng's work is far from over.
She quickly checked the condition of Bazhu's uterus, and her face suddenly became serious: "Too much bleeding."
Blood gushed out from the incision like a spring, quickly soaking the gauze.
Yu Yuanzheng knew that in ancient times when there was a lack of blood transfusion conditions, such heavy bleeding would mean certain death.
"Sister..." Yu Yueyin's voice was filled with tears.
"Don't panic." Yu Yuanzheng's voice was surprisingly calm. "Use the suturing method I taught you to treat the main bleeding points first. I will then use a needle to stop the bleeding, and we will proceed together."
Yu Yueyin took over the task, her fingers deftly moving through the pool of blood, finding the ruptured blood vessels and quickly tying them with catgut.
Every stitch was so precise, as if it had been practiced thousands of times.
"Apply pressure to stop the bleeding." She ordered, while continuing to look for other bleeding points.
As time passed, Yu Yueyin's sleeves were completely soaked with blood.
Just when everyone was about to despair, the amount of bleeding finally began to subside.
"Stop it!" Yu Yueyin let out a long sigh and almost collapsed on the ground.
She did not dare to relax and continued to complete the suturing of the uterus and abdominal wall.
Yu Yuanzheng twisted the silver needles on various acupuncture points.
Every shot is related to the life and death of the Eight Lords, she must ensure that there is no mistake.
More than an hour passed when the last stitch was completed.
Yu Yuanzheng breathed a sigh of relief.
She finally allowed herself to lean back in her chair and rest for a moment.
Her hands were shaking slightly from keeping the same position for a long time, and the clothes on her back were already soaked with sweat.
Although it is winter now, in order to ensure the temperature in the delivery room, a special design was made with floor heating.
It is burning at this time.
"Sister, you are so awesome, you really did it." Yu Yueyin wiped the sweat from her forehead with red eyes.
At the same time, he looked at her with stars in his eyes.
Yu Yuanzheng smiled weakly: "We did it together."
"I will learn this operation from you in the future." At this time, Yu Yueyin's admiration for her elder sister reached its peak.
Outside the delivery room, the anxiously waiting relatives were close to collapse.
The Queen Mother managed to stand with the help of her maid.
Yu Qingbi sat on the steps like a puppet, his eyes red.
When the door of the delivery room finally opened and Yu Yuanzheng walked out tiredly and calmly, everyone held their breath.
"Mother and child are safe." She simply said these four words, her voice a little stiff.
This shows how hard the operation was for her.
Her face looked a little pale.
The empress dowager's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground, but was supported in time by the palace maid beside her.
Yu Qing was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears like a child.
"Very good."
He was almost going crazy after waiting for more than an hour.
In addition to worry, he was also afraid.
He was afraid that the end result would be that he would lose his wife and children.
He married Bajizhu and they had a very good relationship.
The Eight Lords put away their arrogant temper, got along with him like an ordinary couple, and took good care of his daily life.
He also gets along very well with his mother.
There is no airs of a boss at all.
How could he not love such a wife?
Every day when he went to work, he was worried about his pregnant wife.
He was afraid that she was feeling unwell, but he didn't know.
How hard it is for Sister Ge to be pregnant with her third child is how hard it will be for his wife.
So every night he would massage his wife's legs until the swelling went down before going to bed.
"They are twins, a boy and a girl. The boy was born first and the girl was born later. They are both healthy." Yu Yuanzheng added, "The Eighth Master is still in a coma, but his vital signs are stable. He should wake up soon. We must take good care of him from now on. There can't be any mistakes."
Zhao Yuejiao excitedly stepped forward and held her daughter's hand: "Zheng'er, you've worked hard!"
When she saw her daughter's exhausted face, she knew how difficult the operation was.
Yu Yuanzheng shook her head: "It was everyone's hard work. In particular, the improved anesthetic played the most important role. The Eighth Master did not wake up during the entire process, which allowed the operation to be completed smoothly. Without this, the operation would not have been successful."
The empress dowager came over tremblingly and suddenly bowed deeply to Yu Yuanzheng.
Yu Yuanzheng hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Empress Dowager, you can't do this!"
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