Xie Wanying, who was sitting in the delivery position, had already grasped the baby's little head with her right hand and was just waiting for the mother to exert her strength. However, in this situation, let alone transferring the fetal position, the mother could not even think of using such force in the correct fetal position.
She successfully pushed the baby out... After a while, she heard Teacher Peng's voice next to her.
"Prepare forceps." Dr. Peng said to the nurse.
If the mother's uterine contractions are weak or the force is wrong, in order to avoid prolonging the labor process, the commonly used clinical method is to use forceps.
The forceps is a pair of metal forceps that clamps the baby's head when used. It needs to be padded with gauze in advance to reduce the pressure on the baby's head and avoid damaging the baby's tender skin as much as possible.
The patient's husband turned around and saw the doctor showing this tool. His face turned pale and he asked, "What is that? It looks terrible."
"Husband." The mother in bed No. 1 called her husband.
The patient's husband didn't hear his wife's voice and stood upright.
"Calm down, listen to me." The midwife patted the mother's shoulder again, asking her to turn her head and only look at the medical staff to focus on the delivery. "You have to work hard yourself. It's useless to call anyone. He can't help you work harder."
It was so miserable. The mother in bed No. 1 was crying in her heart, why did she have to bear the pain of giving birth alone?
"It's just a little closer. Don't cry, try harder, hurry up, don't delay, otherwise the baby will be in danger." As a last resort, the midwife informed the mother of the seriousness of the situation.
Bed No. 1 became even more panicked when she heard this, and grabbed her husband beside her tightly: "Help me, help me and the child quickly."
Why is he helping? Didn't you listen to the doctor? He can't help. The patient's husband shivered all over, and the panic in his eyes was extreme. He stared at the forceps that the doctor showed. He had a premonition that this thing would be harmful to his wife.
He is not very friendly to the baby, and the sense of crisis is approaching step by step, making him sweat all over his face.
People around her suddenly realized that something was not wrong with the mother, but with her husband.
"Hey Hey hey--"
A group of female medical staff called Geng, who was standing next to him, to come over and help.
The patient's husband's swaying body was about to fall to the ground at any moment.
Geng Yongzhe rushed over and helped the mother's husband with another nurse.
Here, the next contraction has arrived, and a group of people are shouting to the mother: "Harder!"
The mother on bed No. 1 twisted her face into a twist and exerted her strength to suck milk, moaning and groaning in pain.
Doctor Peng and Doctor Zheng almost rolled their eyes when they saw this situation.
Unable to count on the mother, Xie Wanying could only stand up by herself, hold the mother's abdomen with her other hand, and try to twist the baby's little head by herself.
Fortunately, the mother may not be able to do much, but the baby is very smart. She probably feels that her young mother is unreliable, and the smart baby seems to be ready to work hard on his own.
A reliable baby is sometimes more touching than the mother.
"The baby is moving." Through the telepathy between mother and child, the mother in bed No. 1 finally became a little awakened. She opened her eyes and said, regardless of her own cry of pain.
Seizing the opportunity, all the medical staff urged her: "Hurry up, you must use force this time, use all your strength, don't cry out in pain first. You can cry as much as you want after you use your force."
The contractions are coming.
"Harder——"
The mother in bed No. 1 realized the message sent by her baby, and her face twisted into twists again, but this time she didn't make any pain. Instead, she listened to other people's words and endured it, and used her strength.
