Chapter 810 Don't listen to me, if someone dies, it's yours
Chapter 810 If you don’t listen to me, it’s your fault if you die (please subscribe and vote)
After three consecutive blows, there was still no response, so Cheng Chubi was thinking of another approach.
Suddenly, a faint sound of inhalation was heard, and then a childish cry came out of the little guy's mouth.
Hearing this cry, which was not much louder than that of the little kitten, everyone in the room looked so happy.
The young pregnant woman groaned as if she was aware of it, and seemed to be trying hard to open her eyes.
"Giving birth? Listen, was there a baby crying just now?" Master Deng looked at the delivery room in confusion.
Cheng Taichang just changed his clothes and went in. It didn't take more than a cup of tea. Was he already giving birth?
At this moment, he saw the middle-aged woman dressed in white, holding a small swaddling bag wrapped in clean white cloth in her arms.
"It's been cut out and it's a boy."
"How is my wife?" Deng Dalang only glanced at the baby and asked subconsciously.
Facing this young man who was extremely worried about his wife, Hu Shanggong was not unhappy because of his rudeness.
"Cheng Taichang is saving your wife's life. Please don't make any noise. In addition, someone should take the child away quickly."
"Hurry. Nanny, go quickly. You two, stay with Nanny. Don't let anything go wrong..."
"The mixture is ready, sir. Do you want two hundred milliliters?"
"Two hundred first, prepare at least one thousand milliliters for me, hurry!" Cheng Chubi was sweating profusely now, looking for the bleeding point of this pregnant woman.
Although the light made it difficult for Cheng Chubi to observe the bleeding spots, it seemed that God might be taking pity on this poor young mother.
Cheng Chubi finally observed the main bleeding point in time through the shaking of two candles in the hands of Mrs. Li Wen on the side.
Over there, Wu Meiniang's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat. She was holding a needle and slowly injecting a tube of blood into the mother's veins.
On the other side, Hu Shanggong was also driven to the shelf. He took the needle that Wu Meiniang had inserted into the blood vessel and slowly injected the blood that had just been drawn from the outside.
Although Hu Shanggong had not fainted from blood, but now, he was watching the blood from the thick needle in his hand enter the body of the young pregnant woman.
There was always an indescribable feeling of heart palpitations. Fortunately, she was finally a calm and steady person and continued to inject with a steady hand.
In the low light situation, Cheng Chubi gritted his teeth and carefully treated the bleeding, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
He reached out and tried the young pregnant woman's pulse. Although the pulse was a little weak, it was still fine.
"How much blood was transfused?"
Wu Meiniang replied without thinking, still holding the syringe firmly in her hand and continuing to push.
"I have put in 400 ml here, and Hu Shanggong has just finished 300 ml..."
Cheng Chubi did not dare to stop the movement of his hands, and shouted towards the door. "Cheng Liang, draw another 400 ml."
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Seeing Cheng Taichang's servant, he sent two large syringes of blood to the door of the delivery room.
Master Deng’s little heart was hanging in the air and couldn’t fall down.
The son Deng Dalang on the side looked very nervous at the moment. He sat blankly on the side with his mouth bleeding from his bite.
Ms. Zhao, who had just passed out in the delivery room, had woken up and came back holding the re-wrapped baby.
After seeing the scene here, and looking at the grandson in his arms who had been cleaned, drank milk, and slept soundly, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Cheng Chubi didn't start suturing until he was sure that he had solved all the hidden dangers in her uterus and abdominal cavity.
A weak moan came again, and Li Wenpo couldn't help but whispered in surprise. "Cheng Taichang, she's awake..."
"Tell her that her baby has been born safely and that she will be fine."
Jiuniang felt an unspeakable sharp pain in her abdomen, which made her whole body extremely uncomfortable when she heard Li Wenpo's words.
The originally scattered eyes finally focused on Li Wenpo's face, and saw Li Wenpo's vigorous head nod.
She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then a stabbing pain came, causing her to let out a weak scream and fainted again.
Cheng Chubi continued the methodical suturing without any expression until the wounds on the uterus and skin were safely sutured.
Then I felt relieved and stretched my back, which was extremely uncomfortable due to bending for too long.
And up to this moment, the amount of blood injected into the body of this mother-in-law Jiuniang has reached 1,500 ml.
Only Cheng Chubi, his disciples, and Wu Meiniang understand this unit of measurement.
After 1,500 ml of blood was injected, almost 1,500 ml of normal saline was also injected.
After a full hour, Cheng Chubi walked out with a tired look on his face.
"Cheng Taichang, how is my wife?" Deng Dalang, who just now was as if he was carved from clay and made of wood, stood up and walked forward quickly.
"She's still alive. Let's see when she wakes up." Cheng Chubi smiled at this guy.
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Lord Deng and Bo's family all gathered around and thanked him profusely. Cheng Chubi waved his hand and said.
"Master Deng, please hurry up and move the mother to another room. This room needs to be cleaned properly. It's full of blood."
"Remember, the new house must be well ventilated and have smooth air circulation."
"Cheng Taichang, pregnant women shouldn't be exposed to the wind, right..." Mrs. Li Wen said hesitantly.
Cheng Chubi glanced at Li Wenpo, who was more than 1,400 years old from him. Forget it, seeing as she was an old woman, she was too lazy to argue.
"The air circulation must be maintained inside the house, otherwise it will be detrimental to the recovery of the mother."
After Mrs. Zhao over there handed the child to the nanny, she also came over to support Li Wenpo.
"That Cheng Taichang, old people say that if a woman catches wind after giving birth, she will..."
Cheng Chubi was immediately unhappy and shouted with a straight face.
"No matter what, you are the doctor or I am the doctor. If you don't listen to me, it will be your fault if the person dies."
"???" Mrs. Zhao was completely stunned. God, if someone dies, it's mine. This is my daughter-in-law, my son, okay?
Fortunately, Li Ke, who was on the sidelines, knew that Brother Chu Bi was not happy for others to question his expertise in medicine, so he quickly spoke to Master Deng.
"Don't forget that there are countless patients who have survived after heavy menstruation. If you don't listen to him, something will go wrong..."
"Then let's do it. Come on, hurry up and prepare a room. Madam, just go and look after the child. Don't make any trouble here."
After Mrs. Zhao was denied by Cheng Chubi, who had an unkind look on her face, she felt cold in her heart when she thought of this person's reputation. She quickly agreed and stepped aside.