Lady Wu was actually still ten days away from her due date, but today she was so agitated that she went into labor, and the fetus hadn’t yet descended into the pelvis.
Though she had given birth once before, it was all a blur back then, and she had no idea what it ant for a hand to appear first.
She asked, "What’s going on?"
The midwife quickly said, "Madam, don’t push yet."
Yun Jiao pulled the midwife aside, "What do you usually do in these situations?"
The midwife replied, "It depends on luck."
"We first push the baby’s hand back in, then I reach in and try to turn the fetus around."
"In the past, I’ve delivered a few such cases; the children were born, but only one mother survived."
Yun Jiao understood, the mothers likely got infected.
To think about rotating the baby half a circle inside the womb, the mother would suffer imnse harm.
And even if these midwives washed their hands, who knows how many bacteria remain.
Yun Jiao looked at Lady Wu on the bed, then at the midwife’s hands, her nails trimd very cleanly, "Let’s use this thod now!"
The midwife was a bit nervous, "This—"
"Should we inform the Duke first?"
If sothing happens to the madam, she wouldn’t be able to bear the responsibility!
On the birthing bed, Lady Wu let out a low groan, she was in extre pain, but throughout her life, she had always been strong-willed, even now she refused to groan loudly.
Yun Jiao hesitated for a mont, "No need, listen to , coming in and out now is not good."
Already there was a fear of infection, and going in and out would bring outside bacteria in, making things even worse.
The midwife hesitated for a while and then nodded. Yun Jiao was the Princely Heir’s wife; if anything happened, she would naturally take the bla.
She reached out to grab the baby’s little hand, and Yun Jiao quickly said, "Disinfect again!"
Before Lady Wu went into labor, she had already instructed the two midwives to use cotton balls soaked in disinfectant for a thorough wipe down, but now, the situation was different, with even stricter requirents for sterility.
She had the midwife roll up her sleeves, poured disinfectant over the midwife’s arms and hands for a thorough rinse, and then said, "Alright, now go ahead."
She went over to Lady Wu and whispered, "Mother, the fetal position is a little off, it needs to be adjusted, it will be a bit painful, if you can’t bear it, don’t hesitate to cry out."
As she spoke, she placed a few slices of ginseng in Lady Wu’s mouth.
The midwife slowly pushed the baby’s hand back in, then also reached her hand inside, and another midwife assisted by pressing and rotating forcefully on Lady Wu’s belly.
Yun Jiao felt pain just watching.
Low grunts escaped Lady Wu’s throat, with beads of sweat the size of beans instantly rolling down her forehead.
Yun Jiao reached out to wipe her sweat; after a while, she finally saw the midwife withdraw her hand and asked anxiously, "Is it done?"
The midwife nodded, "It’s done, madam, you can push now."
Lady Wu’s forehead, which Yun Jiao had just wiped clean, was now densely covered in beads of sweat again. She had no strength to speak; Yun Jiao could see she was adjusting her breathing and gathering her strength.
Yun Jiao continued to wipe her sweat.
After a mont, Lady Wu suddenly gritted her teeth, using all her strength to push down. Her whole face turned red, much like a constipated person straining to go.
The midwife shouted, "It’s coming out, I see the hair, madam, one more effort."
Lady Wu almost couldn’t hold on anymore, but hearing the shout, she used her last ounce of strength to push down, suddenly feeling sothing slipping out, and then her whole body relaxed, all the pain leaving her.
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