Chapter 170 Caesarean Section
At this moment, a man suddenly choked up and shouted, "Doctor, is there a doctor? Doctor, help me."
An old doctor walked past the crowd.
Fine beads of sweat continued to slide down the woman's forehead, and her expression of pain was beyond words.
"Doctor, please save my child..." Her voice was as thin as a thread.
The old doctor frowned, his fingers gently resting on her wrist. After a moment's hesitation, he slowly shook his head, his expression solemn. "Alas, Madam, you're experiencing miscarriage and signs of premature birth. Even more problematic, the fetus is in an abnormal position. This..."
The man hugged his wife tightly, suppressing his inner panic, "Doctor, no matter what, please find a way to save my wife and child! I beg you."
The doctor sighed, "It's not that I'm unwilling to try, but the baby's abnormal position, coupled with premature birth, makes the risks too great. Even if we force the birth, the chances of both mother and child being safe are slim."
Lan Xiyue walked over and squatted down to examine her. "Quick, carry her to the tent over there."
The man heard this, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, "Girl, can you save my wife?"
Lan Xiyue nodded. The man was delighted and picked up the woman and staggered towards the tent.
He carefully placed his wife on the floor, which was a crude bed made of quilts and clothes.
Lan Xiyue quickly stepped forward and examined the pregnant woman, but the situation was not optimistic.
The pregnant woman was clearly extremely frightened and tense, fearing she was about to go into premature labor. Even more worrying was the abnormal fetal position. If a caesarean section wasn't performed immediately, the fetus would be in danger of suffocation due to lack of oxygen, and the mother's life would be in danger as well.
Lan Xiyue's heart trembled, and she made a quick decision: "Everyone get out."
The man was reluctant to leave. His eyes were fixed on his wife's pale face, his heart aching. Finally, he knelt helplessly and kowtowed to Lan Xiyue, saying, "You must save my wife and children. Please." His voice was filled with endless pleading.
"If you don't want your wife and children to get into trouble, then hurry out and don't disturb me." Lan Xiyue looked at Mo Liyuan, "Your Highness, please help me guard this place. Don't let anyone in before I come out."
Mo Liyuan nodded silently, turned around and walked out of the tent, guarding the door.
The man also struggled to get up and walked out, looking back every few steps.
After everyone left, inside the tent, Lan Xiyue's mind flashed, and the silver needle and dagger instantly appeared beside her.
After disinfecting the silver needle and dagger, Lan Xiyue looked down at the pregnant woman lying on the simple bed. Her face was pale, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her breathing was rapid and weak.
Lan Xiyue gently held her hand and whispered to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, you and the child will be fine."
The pregnant woman nodded with difficulty, "Thank you... If... in the unlikely event, please keep my child."
"Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Lan Xiyue touched the purple ring on her finger and said, "Strange old man, can't you see through people's bodies now? Assist me."
"good."
There was no anesthetic, and it was probably too late to boil Ma Fu San now. If the operation was not performed, the fetus would be in danger. Lan Xiyue quickly inserted the silver needles into several acupuncture points of the pregnant woman. After the silver needles entered the blood vessels, the pregnant woman's body gradually relaxed, her breathing became steady, and she eventually fell asleep.
Lan Xiyue lifted the pregnant woman's shirt, revealing her bulging belly.
"Strange old man, let's start." she said in her heart.
"Okay, I'll help you watch it." The strange old man's voice sounded again.
The dagger in Lan Xiyue's hand gently cut open the pregnant woman's abdomen, her movements precise and swift.
The strange old man could see the situation inside the pregnant woman's body clearly in the space. He whispered, "Be careful, the fetus's head is slightly tilted, move it a little to the left."
Lan Xiyue adjusted her movements as instructed, gently inserting her fingers and carefully supporting the fetus's head. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, but she didn't bother to wipe them away, concentrating fully on continuing the operation.
Time passed minute by minute, and the atmosphere in the tent became tense and solemn.
Lan Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took the baby out, cut the umbilical cord, and gently patted his back. A weak cry was heard.
Lan Xiyue wrapped the baby in a clean cloth, placed it next to the pregnant woman, and then quickly sutured the wound for the pregnant woman.
Outside the tent, the sound of rain continued. The man paced back and forth anxiously, his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white. He glanced at the tent from time to time, his eyes full of worry and anxiety.
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