Weng Yong’an’s legs almost cramped at the ntion of a C-section. If Beisitian weren’t accompanying, he’d definitely not want Tian Qiu to go in.
"If you hesitate any longer, it’ll be too late!" Professor Qiu frowned and said sternly; the situation was extrely dangerous!
"Let go in with her," Beisitian said, as she was also worried about Tian Qiu.
There were three doctors in total: Professor Qiu, a female surgeon in her forties, and a male anesthesiologist. He frowned at Beisitian and said, "How can soone not involved enter the operating room?"
Such a request was utterly ignorant. Normally, he wouldn’t even bother to respond, but the current situation was so complex that he’d been called in. Couldn’t the patient’s family see that, and yet, they were still concerned with such issues?
Beisitian ignored the anesthesiologist and looked at Professor Qiu. Although the request was a bit excessive, she wasn’t going in just for the spectacle. In tis of crisis, she might play a role; of course, she hoped she wouldn’t have to.
Professor Qiu had her considerations. Dean Du had specifically advised, if she made any requests, to fulfill them as much as possible.
At first, Professor Qiu thought it would be so special privilege, like a private ward, which wouldn’t even need ntioning and would be given directly. But she never expected such a request.
Now, recalling Dean Du’s words, Professor Qiu understood that this must be what he ant.
But letting Beisitian in did indeed violate the hospital’s regulations...
At that mont, the head nurse suddenly ran in holding a docunt with a red header, "Professor Qiu, the hospital has just issued an instructional docunt. This... this Doctor Bei, has just been appointed as an honorary specialist doctor at our hospital..."
The shock and surprise on the head nurse’s face hadn’t faded, and she spoke sowhat haltingly. The docunt was issued very suddenly, and from the speed of it, it seed to have just been drafted and signed. Typically, such instructional docunts take a long ti to reach them...
Professor Qiu understood. It seed this young, excellent doctor was much more than just young and excellent!
"Proceed with the surgery imdiately, Doctor Bei, please prepare yourself!" Professor Qiu decisively instructed.
Weng Yong’an’s hands on both sides couldn’t stop trembling slightly. If possible, he would rather not have had a child, than let Tian Qiu face such great danger!
If they had decided not to have a child and opted for an induced abortion, the adult would have been safe!
Weng Yong’an suddenly regretted signing the surgery consent form earlier; they should have done an induced abortion!
Although he had sowhat educated himself on this subject, he ultimately didn’t know much. Plus, many around him spoke of the horrors of C-sections, demonizing it so that just thinking about it filled him with dread.
In fact, for Tian Qiu right now, a C-section is far safer than an induced abortion, which is not less risky. With the current urgent situation, once there’s massive bleeding or amniotic fluid embolism, Tian Qiu could lose her life!
Especially amniotic fluid embolism, which in the country has no rescue conditions; encountering it is almost a death sentence!
Perhaps C-section technology in the country isn’t very mature yet, but there have been many cases, and the success rate far exceeds the failure rate; it’s just that internally, many people are unwilling to accept it.
In just a few words, the fetal heart rate dropped again. Whether the fetus can be successfully saved now is left to fate!
Professor Qiu sighed internally; the greatest fear at such monts is indecision, but how many can make such a decision at tis like these?
Beisitian donned surgical attire, and when entering the operating room, disinfected alongside the other doctors, her gaze constantly hovering over Tian Qiu’s face.
Tian Qiu was currently under partial anesthesia; everything from her shoulders up was covered, and the doctor advised her to try not to fall asleep.
Tian Qiu wasn’t feeling sleepy; she was too preoccupied to be scared, only hoping for the healthy birth of her child!
She couldn’t help but look over at Beisitian, who sensed her gaze and returned a reassuring look.
Tian Qiu felt slightly relieved; at least in this terrifying operating room, she still had Beibei with her!
Even though Tian Qiu tried not to feel it, the thought of a knife cutting into her belly below made it hard not to focus her attention there, yet she felt nothing.
"We’re about to deliver the baby; you’ll feel so discomfort." Professor Qiu reminded.
Tian Qiu quickly focused, soon feeling as if her belly was being compressed, and other strange sensations, but no pain. It quickly passed.
"No breathing, initiate rescue!" Professor Qiu imdiately handed the child to the waiting rescue doctor.
Hearing this, Tian Qiu’s tears stread down uncontrollably. She looked helplessly at Beisitian, seemingly asking, "Is there really no breathing? Is her ten-month pregnancy child truly unsaveable?"
Beisitian remained as calm as water, noticing that the child hadn’t completely asphyxiated. However, the rescue asures for infants seed inadequate. Many asures suitable for adults couldn’t be applied to children, especially a newborn whose body was too soft for most equipnt!
Professor Qiu sighed internally, fearing that this child couldn’t be saved.
"You need to prepare yourself ntally," Professor Qiu said to Tian Qiu.
Tian Qiu’s eyes suddenly lost focus. Prepare herself, prepare for what? Though she knew deep down, she just couldn’t accept it. The child she had anticipated for so long, upon birth, was devoid of life.
Beisitian stepped forward and took the child from the doctor’s hands, saying, "Let take over."
The doctor looked at Professor Qiu, and seeing him nod, realized the child was unsavable. If there hadn’t been any initial delays, there might have been a sliver of hope, but alas...
Beisitian took the child, laid him flat on a tray lined with a soft cushion. Apart from the two doctors responsible for the rescue, everyone else, including Professor Qiu, started stitching up the mother. At this point, for them, the mother’s importance surpassed that of the fetus.
"What do you plan to do? We’ll help you!" the two doctors said.
They could see Beisitian was truly intent on saving this child.
Beisitian nodded, "I want to administer so dicine to the child. Is there a soft tube available?"
The thod of massaging the throat couldn’t be used on an infant; a newborn is too soft. Even if Beisitian controlled the force, it would harm the child’s throat.
The doctor quickly brought over a small, sterilized soft tube.
Beisitian dissolved a small packet of talisman powder into clear water, then gently opened the infant’s bluish little mouth, cautiously inserting the soft tube into the throat, and used a dropper to administer two drops of talismanic water.
Beisitian gently stroked the infant’s neck, ensuring that it had successfully traveled down to the stomach before removing the tube.
The two doctors glanced at each other in confusion.
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