Chapter 1770: Chapter 1770: Supporting the Little Baby
The baby’s small shoulders broke free from the stuck point on both sides, aning they had overco the second, most difficult hurdle. With the doctor’s help, the little one succeeded in crossing the obstacle.
Once past the stuck point, the journey would be much easier for the baby. With newfound freedom of movent, the baby’s small body wriggled like a little loach, swiftly moving outwards. As the two little legs erged from the birth canal, they kicked like a little frog, as if to demonstrate to everyone that it swam out from its mother’s belly on its own.
Doctors also fear overly lively babies. A baby’s final slide out of the birth canal can happen at high speed, like a champion swimr sprinting the last ters. The doctors need to stay fully alert to catch the little one’s body, preventing it from hitting the ground head-first.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Doctor Zheng called out, reaching out to help Student Xie catch the baby.
Xie Wanying’s action paused slightly, mainly because the teacher’s fist who had just arrived was too powerful, smashing down like a cannonball, blasting the obstacle away almost catching her off guard.
Fortunately, her eyes were directly connected to her brain, so she didn’t need to consciously think about what was happening before directing her hands. One hand continued to support the child’s small head, while the other reached out like a net to scoop up the baby’s little bottom sliding out of the birth canal.
Seeing that she had supported the child, Doctor Zheng let out a sigh of relief, almost thinking her heart had stopped.
Student Xie usually appeared to be a very steady person, giving teachers the mistaken impression she acted slowly. Now, everyone could clearly see that her actions could actually be as fast as a baseball pitcher’s, her instant reflexes as swift as lightning, not even needing to go through her brain, astonishing everyone.
Athlete indeed. The teachers realized. Perhaps Student Xie truly is a champion in real-world sports events.
“Teacher Du.” Doctor Zheng turned around, surprised to see the ntor had arrived.
Teacher Du had arrived.
Xie Wanying was equally shocked, looking up at the ntor she had only seen after 24 hours of her first day in the obstetrics and gynecology internship.
Teacher Du was tall, reportedly resembling his father, with delicate features carrying Teacher Seo Yanhong’s genes. Upon close inspection, his gray eyes under willow-leaf eyebrows had a deep, solemn feel.
Possibly because he is a male teacher, he didn’t have Teacher Seo’s benevolent smile, maintaining solemnity first.
The teacher suddenly appeared in the delivery room. Had he pretended to be at ho with a backache yesterday, deliberately hiding and observing their actions from within the hospital, only to reveal himself at the crucial mont?
The students were certainly overthinking if they entertained such thoughts.
Du Haiwei raised his hand, looked at his wristwatch, and calmly announced the ti: “Seven ten.”
What!
The heads of the young doctors and dical students seed to be struck by a bell: it was this ti already!
Bam. Doctor Peng loosened her grip and collapsed to the floor, her body completely drained of energy.
Yesterday, her shift was an absolute nightmare, except for a half-hour nap at lunchti. The work had been non-stop since, including all through the night, with no sleep, leaving her to the point of tears.
The doctor below was exhausted. Director Yoo, seeing the hard-working subordinate and sympathizing, took over to continue massaging the uterus for the mother. They needed to wait for the placenta to be delivered and ensure there was no postpartum hemorrhaging to truly declare the mother and daughter safe and sound.
Her first experience delivering a baby in her life was holding a cute little girl. Xie Wanying’s face behind the mask grinned with joy, her eyes curving into a crescent shape.
This baby wasn’t just beautiful, but earnestly hardworking and smart too, making this doctor sister genuinely happy to see her.
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