The male tiger growled anxiously, but all he could do was keep circling in the house.
Meng Fei squatted down and gently patted the tiger's head, comforting him:
"Don't worry, he'll be fine as long as I'm here."
The male tiger nodded, but there was still some anxiety in his eyes.
Then Meng Fei filled a basin with hot water and handed it to Baihu.
"Here, drink it, and you'll feel warm."
Hearing Meng Fei's voice, Baihu slowly opened his eyes with some discomfort.
The look he gave Meng Fei was full of pity and helplessness.
Then he reluctantly stuck out his tongue and licked a few sips of water.
After licking it a few times, the white tiger's expression suddenly became ferocious, as if it was in great pain.
White Tiger: Roar~Roar~Roar~
(Meng Fei, it hurts! My stomach hurts! Help me!)
Meng Fei was shocked when he heard Baihu's cry for help!
He quickly reached into the quilt to check on Baihu's condition.
But when his hand just touched the white tiger's belly, he felt something was wrong!
Because the baby in the white tiger's belly is so excited!
Abnormally excited.
It kept rolling and tossing inside the white tiger's belly.
At this moment, Meng Fei's face changed and his brows were tightly locked together.
"Oh no! The white tiger might be in premature labor! Brother Long, please help me take care of it for a while while I prepare the surgical equipment."
After saying that, Meng Fei rushed into the west room and rummaged through the medical supplies that Stationmaster Cui had brought him.
Find a series of surgical instruments including scalpels, hemostatic forceps, gauze, iodine, etc.
When I returned to the house, the white tiger had already started growling and howling.
At this time, the hair on its body that had been frozen into icicles had melted and was dripping onto the kang. It was unclear whether it was melted ice water or sweat from the pain.
Meng Fei touched his wet big head and felt an unusual temperature in his palm. It was obvious that Baihu had started to have a fever.
What made Meng Fei even more anxious was that the white tiger was not in a very good mental state at this time, and its two claws kept scratching on the kang, scratching the kang mat in front of it beyond recognition.
In this situation, it is obviously impossible to expect the white tiger to give birth on its own.
If there is any further delay, the two tiger cubs will most likely die in the womb.
Thinking of this, Meng Fei made up his mind and without any hesitation, he directly uncovered the quilt on the white tiger and gave it an injection of anesthetic.
Then take out the scraper and shave off all the hair on the white tiger's abdomen, and then use iodine to disinfect the exposed skin.
This is done to avoid subsequent infection.
The belly covered with scars was exposed to the air, which made Meng Fei feel distressed.
After everything was ready, the anesthetic took effect. Baihu's big head slumped on the kang mat, his tongue half sticking out, his eyes staring blankly ahead without the slightest fluctuation in his expression.
Meng Fei waved his hand in front of Baihu's eyes. Seeing that Baihu didn't react at all, he felt relieved.
Find a pair of surgical gloves and disinfect all the equipment needed for various surgeries.
Then the cesarean section was started.
Meng Fei took a deep breath and tightly grasped the extremely sharp scalpel. His fingers turned slightly white due to nervousness, but there was no trembling at all.
Then, he slowly brought the scalpel closer to the white tiger's belly, and every movement was so cautious.
When the tip of the knife touched the white tiger's soft belly, Meng Fei felt his heart hanging in the air.
He applied gentle pressure, letting the blade slowly cut into the flesh, and saw the pink fur being cut open, revealing the bright red muscle tissue underneath.
Meng Fei did not dare to be careless. He controlled the strength of his wrist to make the cut as neat and smooth as possible to minimize the pain suffered by Baihu.
As the incision gradually expanded, a strong smell of blood instantly spread, and then large streams of bright red blood gushed out from the knife wound, splashing all over Meng Fei's clothes and face.
But his eyes never left the surgical site in his hands, and he continued to operate with full concentration.
Because Baihu had HeLa tumor before, his abdomen had been cut open countless times. Although the wounds have healed, the skin and flesh have become adhered in some places due to improper treatment at the time.
This undoubtedly increased the difficulty of Meng Fei's operation several times.
As time passed, more and more beads of sweat appeared on Meng Fei's forehead. They slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.
However, Meng Fei didn't bother to wipe the sweat off his face. He was only thinking about completing the operation as soon as possible to save the lives of the white tiger and the two tiger cubs.
The live broadcast room was surprisingly quiet at this moment. Everyone was watching Meng Fei's operation quietly, and they didn't notice that their palms were soaked with sweat.
Finally, with Meng Fei's continuous efforts, he saw the figures of two little tiger babies.
The two of them curled up tightly together, kicking each other unconsciously with their four little paws.
Still alive!
Meng Fei felt delighted.
He carefully took out the two tiger cubs one by one, sucked out all the amniotic fluid from their noses with a syringe, and then gently wiped their bodies with a warm towel.
But when Meng Fei saw the true appearance of the two tiger cubs, he was stunned.
The two tiger cubs have completely inherited their mother's bloodline, with black and white bodies.
But there are some differences. One tiger baby has all four feet white, while the other one has all four feet black.
It's like wearing socks on your feet, so cute.
However, Meng Fei had more important things to do at this time, which was to suture Baihu's wound, which was also the situation that Meng Fei was most worried about.
Because the white tiger had undergone many surgeries before, adhesions had formed in its abdominal muscles.
Suturing requires sewing different cortical layers one by one.
Any carelessness will push the white tiger onto the altar of death.
Meng Fei took a deep breath, concentrated his energy, and began to carefully suture Baihu's wound. His movements were gentle and steady, and every stitch was precise.
Time and space seemed to have frozen. Only Meng Fei and Bai Hu were left in the room. The only sound that could be heard was Meng Fei's heavy breathing.
Finally, the last stitch was placed, the wound was sutured, and Meng Fei breathed a sigh of relief.
He stood up tiredly, and felt a black screen in front of his eyes. He almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Meng Long, who was standing by, was quick to catch him.
Looking at the two little tiger cubs snuggling under the white tiger looking for milk, Meng Fei showed a gratified smile on his face.
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