Su Ruojin glanced at the aunt, knowing she meant no harm and was just worried about the woman in labor, and replied, "Aunt, I am a doctor."
Upon hearing that Su Ruojin was a doctor, the older woman stepped back, not even having time to react to how there could be such a young doctor.
The little girl watched as the guards carried her mother away, and anxiously chased after them, crying out, "Where are you taking my mother? Give me back my mother!"
Su Ruojin pulled the little girl back, "If you want your mother to live, stop making a fuss and wait obediently. Xiao Su, you watch the child."
"Yes, Miss." A maidservant hurried over to comfort the little girl, "Little sister, our young lady is a very skilled doctor. Don't worry, your mother will be alright."
When the little girl heard that Su Ruojin was a doctor, she stopped making a fuss and let Xiao Su hold her hand, watching nervously as her mother was carried onto the carriage.
"Fifth Brother, could you please keep an eye out for me and make sure no one comes to disturb us?"
"Alright." Su Yiting had already gotten off the carriage and had the Su family guards surround it.
Whether out of concern for the woman or curiosity, the crowd refused to leave, all wanting to see if she could give birth safely.
The woman watched anxiously. She had been a midwife for many years and knew that childbirth was like a brush with death for a woman. She only hoped that this woman could give birth safely.
Once inside the carriage, Su Ruojin carefully checked the situation and discovered that it was more urgent than she had imagined.
"Yanluo, get ready! We're going to have the cesarean section in the carriage."
When Yan Luo first arrived at the Heavenly Physician Pavilion, she was so frightened by the sight of the physician cutting open a woman's abdomen to remove her child that she fainted on the spot.
She later learned that for some women experiencing difficult childbirth, a cesarean section would not kill the mother; on the contrary, it could save the lives of both the mother and the child.
And all of this was instructed by the young lady.
"I'm going to perform surgery in a bit, you need to cooperate with me."
When Yanlu saw that the woman's lower garments were stained red with blood and she was on the verge of death, she knew that she could not delay any longer.
"Yes, Miss!"
Fortunately, the young lady was worried about any unexpected events, so she prepared a sufficient amount of various medications for this trip.
Yanluo first fed the woman some anesthetic powder. Su Ruojin was afraid that the woman would wake up in pain during the process, so she administered a few more acupuncture needles to ensure that she would fall into a coma completely.
After preparing the skin and disinfecting, Su Ruojin took out a scalpel and gently cut open the woman's abdomen.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the baby was taken out. Perhaps it had been in the womb for too long, as its little face was a bit purple, its eyes were tightly closed, and it didn't make a sound.
Su Ruojin stitched up the wound and instructed Yanluo, "Make the child cry."
Yan Luo tried hard to recall how the doctors at Tianyi Pavilion made the baby cry after performing a cesarean section.
She hung the child upside down, patted his little bottom, laid him flat and patted the soles of his feet, and squeezed the child's chest with her thumb.
After all that, the child still didn't move.
Yanluo grew anxious, "Miss, please don't let the child cry."
"Keep patting him, keep patting his back!" Su Ruojin continued to instruct.
"Oh, okay." Yanluo began to repeat her previous actions, muttering to herself, "Child, cry, cry."
I felt that if the child didn't cry soon, she would.
Yanluo's forehead was covered in sweat, but she dared not stop.
Although she had never given birth, she knew that a newborn baby would die if it didn't cry, especially a baby that was delivered through a cesarean section.
When Su Ruojin finished the last injection, "Wah—!" the child cried out, the first cry being somewhat weak.
But finally a sound was heard, and Yanluo dared not slacken her pace, continuing to pat the child's back and soles of his feet.
"Waaaaahh ...
The child's cries gradually grew louder, and Yanluo finally breathed a sigh of relief, collapsing onto the carriage floor, her back soaked with sweat.
She found a cloth and wiped the blood and white residue off the child's body, then wrapped him up.
Looking at the child who was still crying loudly, Yanluo also felt like crying.
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