Xu Xinyan drove a horse-drawn carriage on the streets of Jinling City.
Fu Xiaoguan and Nangong Piaoxue sat opposite each other in the carriage, and the atmosphere was depressing and tense.
Nangong Piaoxue was carrying a box and felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Fu Xiaoguan's expression at the moment.
Giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell for a woman. If the birth is difficult... there is a high probability that two lives will be lost.
The master studied this for more than twenty years and finally came to the conclusion that if it is a difficult birth, the only option is a cesarean section!
Thinking of this, she spoke cautiously:
"If the situation is truly critical, I'm afraid a caesarean section might be the only option."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaoguan asked in surprise, "Do you know how to do that surgery?"
"Over the years, I've learned from my master and witnessed him perform the laparotomy technique. Out of ten cases, only five adults survived. But all the children did. Of the five who died, two were unable to stop the bleeding during the operation, and the other three developed lesions afterward...
They all developed fever and then died from wound ulceration.
The master is still searching for the reason and has not found it yet."
After a pause, Nangong Piaoxue added, "Usually... usually no one is willing to undergo that surgery, because our bodies and hair are inherited from our parents. So even in those ten operations, Master used some means to force them to do it. Because of those deaths, Master's reputation has been greatly affected, but Master said the direction is absolutely correct."
Fu Xiaoguan immediately looked at Shui Yunjian with new eyes. He grabbed Nangong Piaoxue's hand and asked excitedly, "Have you ever operated it yourself?"
Nangong Piaoxue blushed, but she didn't pull her hand away: "I have performed two operations, and one survived."
"That's a post-operative infection..." Fu Xiaoguan suddenly opened the car curtain, "Xinyan, go back."
Xu Xinyan grabbed the reins, turned the horse around and headed straight for Fu's house without asking any questions.
"I'll go to the palace later. If surgery is necessary, you'll do it. But there are a few things you must remember!"
Nangong Piaoxue nodded nervously, "Your Highness, please speak!"
"I'll go back and get some alcohol. That stuff can be used for disinfection. Do you have a scalpel?"
"...I have them all with me. They are in the box."
"Okay, remember, use alcohol to disinfect the scalpel. I'll also use alcohol to disinfect the operating room. In short, everything in the operating room, absolutely everything! Must be disinfected."
Fu Xiaoguan explained the various details of aseptic surgery to Nangong Piaoxue in great detail. Of course, he had no way of achieving true sterility, but he could greatly reduce the risk of surgical infection.
Nangong Piaoxue opened her eyes wide and listened very carefully. The question that her master had been puzzled about for a long time, she suddenly understood it after listening to Fu Xiaoguan's explanation.
What she didn't understand was how this man, who was so close to her, could understand such a profound truth?
This can be written into a book and become a medical classic!
If what he said could really come true, then having children would no longer be a matter of life and death!
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Fu Xiaoguan took the alcohol and rushed to the palace. At this moment, Dieyi Palace in the palace was in despair.
"What use do I have for you imperial doctors?"
In the front yard of Dieyi Palace, nearly twenty of the best imperial physicians were kneeling in front of Emperor Xuan. At this moment, they were all terrified and sweating profusely.
"A bunch of gluttons!"
Emperor Xuan was furious, his face flushed with emotion, and his body was even trembling slightly with excitement.
"Li Bingkun, if my Ninth Princess is gone, I will kill your entire family!"
Li Bingkun, the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau, was so frightened that he almost fainted.
He prostrated himself on the ground, tears streaming down his face as he said, "Your Highness, I will definitely rescue you!"
"Hurry! If the Ninth Princess dies, you... will all be buried with her!"
A group of imperial doctors hurriedly got up from the ground and left in a panic.
In the side courtyard of Dieyi Palace, there is a wing room called Jingxi Hall.
Yu Wenjun was in this room. She was in excruciating pain at the moment. Queen Shang was sitting beside her. Yu Wenjun held her hand tightly, his nails digging deep into her palm. She had no idea that her hand was stained with blood.
"Mom... tell them to find a way to remove the fetus. Hurry up, I'm going to die."
"Daughter, hold on, there will definitely be a way!"
Queen Shang closed her eyes and burst into tears.
Difficult labor!
What a terrible word!
This almost means the death sentence for Yu Wenjun!
My poor daughter... God, please save my daughter!
The eldest princess and Concubine Ning closed their eyes silently.
Dong Shulan and Yan Xiaolou were pale as death. They also stood in front of Yu Wenyun, their voices choked with sobs. "Wenyun, my husband will be here soon. He will definitely find a way."
Perhaps the pain was slightly relieved at this time. Yu Wenjun took two deep breaths and turned weakly to look at Dong Shulan and the others.
"I...I...you guys, remember to take good care of him from now on..."
She looked past the two of them and out the window.
The sunset outside the window is just right.
"What a pity... I'm not destined to have that fate after all. Don't be afraid. Women always have to give birth to children. You will be luckier than me... I feel so tired and want to sleep."
“Daughter…” Queen Shang hugged Yu Wenyun in her arms and turned around to shout, “Imperial Physician! Imperial Physician…!”
Li Bingkun just ran in and said, "Your Majesty, I am here."
Empress Shang calmed down at this moment. Her face was as cold as ice. "Is there any solution?"
"My Queen... we can only try to induce labor."
"The birth is already difficult, what's the point of inducing labor?"
"Maybe, maybe the fetus can be pulled out."
"What are the consequences?"
"...The fetus is dead, and Your Highness is bleeding profusely. If this cannot be stopped, Your Highness..."
"Is there no other way?"
Li Bingkun fell to his knees with a thud, "Your Majesty... This is a difficult birth. This old minister, this old minister, has no other choice."
Queen Shang took a deep breath. She naturally knew the consequences of a difficult childbirth, but she still hoped for a miracle to happen.
But now no miracle happened, one corpse and two lives... this has become inevitable.
Yu Wenjun also heard these words. She opened her eyes with difficulty and said in a very weak voice, "No, we must save the fetus. We must save the fetus!"
What can Li Bingkun say?
He was at his wit's end.
Dong Shulan and Yan Xiaolou were crying their eyes out, and their hearts were filled with despair.
Queen Shang was silent for a moment, then said to Li Bingkun, "Then let's get started. Let's risk our lives!"
"I obey your command!"
Li Bingkun turned around and shouted, "Apply the medicine! Help His Highness...induce labor!"
An imperial physician walked in quickly, holding a bowl of medicine.
"Shulan, all of you go out!" Queen Shang gave an order, and all the bystanders went out.
"My son... I hope you can hold on," Queen Shang closed her eyes and whispered, "Give me medicine!"
"slow……!"
Fu Xiaoguan roared, rushed into the room, and knocked the medicine bowl to the ground.
"Everyone, get out!"
"Little officer, what are you doing?"
"Mother-in-law, please get out too. I want to save my wife!"
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