Her entire focus was on the sensations from the front and back of her hand, feeling every detail with her right hand.
The mother might no longer have strength, but the contractions are always present, a natural gift to facilitate self-rescue for both the mother and the baby. The doctors must strive to seize this. Additionally, they leverage other bodily forces, such as the vaginal force and the lubrication from the amniotic fluid, while the doctor relies on tactile discernnt to assist with the delivery.
Co on, baby, you can do it.
Her fingers trembled slightly, as the clever baby sensed the force generated by the contractions and began to twist its body. Seizing this mont, Xie Wanying gently bent her fingers to help the baby tilt its head and turn.
The clever baby was so strong. Everyone noticed the mother’s belly seed to move slightly as the baby successfully repositioned itself.
Baby, again, again, don’t stop.
Others witnessed the scene, doubting the mother’s strength, and focused all their hopes on the little baby inside her, cheering silently.
The baby beautifully completed the turn with the assistance of the doctor’s fingers, continuing to seek the power from its mother’s contractions and the guiding fingers of the doctor. With another contraction, the little one cuddled up, positioning itself perfectly like a water lily erging, tucking its bottom and legs, powering through with the push from its mother’s uterus and the slippery amniotic fluid, its little head erging from the mother’s cervical opening.
Fantastic, little one. The doctor sincerely praised internally.
The mother on bed one was panting on the delivery bed, feeling she no longer had the strength to give birth.
The scene fell silent; at such a critical mont, the atmosphere was intensely heated like a furnace, and everyone was sweating profusely.
Doctor Peng put down the forceps, opting instead to use his own hand to assist at the base of the Uterus, pushing the baby’s bottom and legs.
Such a clever baby, don’t use the forceps unnecessarily.
Doctor Zheng stood beside Student Xie, encouraging her to exert more effort.
The forceps provide traction, but if the doctor’s hand can achieve the traction, the forceps beco unnecessary, rely aiding the doctor in exerting force. Both the instructor and the baby believed in her hand’s ability. Xie Wanying exerted more force, her clothes already soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her skin like an ox dredging through muddy water.
Rembering those days at school, running every morning regardless of winter or sumr, practicing on the horizontal bar, was all for this day. She adjusted her breathing and strength for another attempt.
As with a Cesarean Section, she felt the baby’s shoulder on one side co out first. Xie Wanying and the surrounding dical staff wanted to shout: Well done, daylight is in sight.
However, as the other little shoulder was about to co out, a sudden crisis erged, and it beca a bit challenging.
"Push, push! Look, your baby is about to co out." The senior midwife tapped on the first mother’s shoulder vigorously, prompting her to compose herself and give it one last effort.
The first mother had snot and tears running into her mouth as she gasped for air, her hands hanging down from sheer exhaustion. The mother’s hardship was evident to anyone who doubted, only needing to witness this mont.
The husband of the mother stood up, staring at the delivery room’s door, tears uncontrollably streaming down again, covering his face with his hands.
"I have no strength left, really no strength left." The first mother panted after saying this, scread in pain, and fell headfirst onto the delivery bed.
No, this can’t be. The group of doctors and nurses internally cried, realizing the baby was stuck in a life-threatening situation.
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