"That's all."

Zheng Sang tightened her lips, looked at Han Hu's eager eyes, and finally agreed.

"I'm going to fetch the baby."

Han Ying, who was about to be invited, was stunned in the room.

Just, don’t cheat me like this.

I just had a minor illness, and then a pregnant woman had dystocia. God, do you dislike me?

Han Ying covered her head and started to have a headache.

I was lucky enough to go to half of the departments, but she was a gynecology intern, not an obstetrician and gynecologist!

What's even more embarrassing is that Han Ying has only watched the director rescue dystocia before, but she has little experience. Even if the director comes, he can't do it without checking the fetal heart rate monitor, blood gas analyzer, and infusion pump.

, blood pressure monitors and other medical equipment are used to treat dystocia for pregnant women!

Han Ying just wanted to roar.

Gritting her teeth, Han Ying wished she could just throw the book back into space.

How about such a coincidence!

She just finished watching Treating !

This luck is too outrageous.

It's just like when you are on duty at night, you can't say that the department is very free today. You are afraid of whatever comes.

Delivering a baby to a pregnant woman with dystocia...is really dangerous, isn't it?

What's even worse is that if she treats it, the other person may still have some chance of survival, but if she doesn't treat it, he really won't be able to survive.

Fortunately, my mother is reliable and knows how much she weighs. It would be unreasonable to prevent others from being treated. She is the only one within ten miles around who knows how to save people. Han Hu is still a capable person when he is in urgent need of medical treatment.

After all the investment has been made, how can it be possible without seeking for oneself?

After pushing away all the risks that are weighing on you, go and see if you can save the person. Even if the person cannot be saved, it is not your problem.

Anyway, there is no medical trouble now.

If there is no medical trouble, Han Ying will dare to treat it.

She quickly got out of bed and put on her shoes, ready to go out to rescue people. As soon as she bent down, she saw a golden ball the size of a marble on the low couch.

"This is?"

After picking up the golden ball and watching it for two seconds, Han Ying couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Real gold beads the size of glass beads!

God, how much does this cost?

Han Ying took a deep breath to calm down. Only Xu Tiancao came to his room today.

I met a good person.

She didn't have time to examine the golden bead carefully, so she stuffed it into the space and quickly put on her shoes.

"A few cents of senna leaves can be exchanged for thousands. Hiss, Xu Tiancao is at such a loss. No, I have to find him next time and give his whole family a physical examination and return it."

As she muttered, Han Ying put on the rabbit skin coat, wrapped it tightly, stepped on the earth ladder and easily picked up the wooden box on the high couch, and rushed out the moment Zheng Sang called her.

The cold outside made Han Ying shiver instantly. Before she could stand still, she saw Han Hu swooping over as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

"Yuenu, do you still remember my sister Han Yu? When you were sick half a year ago, she came to see you and brought you some stone cakes!"

Stone honey is honey. There were no beekeepers in the Han Dynasty. Honey could only be found in the mountains. It was rare but precious and expensive, and ordinary people could not afford it.

A word of stone syrup reminded Han Ying of a hazy figure, who was the first person he came into contact with kindness after traveling through time.

If you put twenty-six years of memories of an adult into the body of a six-year-old girl, there will inevitably be a rejection reaction.

During the first few days when Han Ying traveled through time, she couldn't figure out who she was at all, her behavior began to be haphazard, and she couldn't even eat.

What value is there in raising a girl who can’t even eat?

So others were urging Zheng Sang to throw her away.

At that time, even Zheng Sang was hesitant. Only Han Yu, who had just gotten married, was convinced that Han Ying would get better. He even went to dig out the honeycomb and fed himself a precious piece of the honeycomb.

In a daze, Han Yu's coaxing voice sounded in his ears again:

"Eat it. Shimei is a good food that only noble people can afford. If you eat it, you will definitely get better."

As she recalled, the sweetness of honey filled Han Ying's mouth. But soon, she remembered the other person's appearance, and her face suddenly turned frightened.

The girl who fed my baby honey at the beginning, is she in high school?

Recalling the other party's childish face, height of less than 1.5 meters, and thin body, Han Ying gritted her teeth and grabbed Han Hu:

"A kid in junior high school can give birth to a ghost!"

In a fit of anger, Han Ying even spoke modern Mandarin.

Everyone who didn't understand looked at her blankly.

Someone speculated on Han Ying's anger and panic and said:

"Han Yu must have been haunted by evil spirits. Maybe Han Hu, who followed to see her, also brought the evil spirits with her. Otherwise, why would Yue Nu be so scared?"

Han Hu's expression became extremely terrifying. He turned his head sharply and stared at the person who said this.

It seemed as if if he said another word, Han Hu would pounce on him and tear him apart.

A woman who had experienced dystocia asked sternly:

"Those nobles in the county, even if they have witches who can exorcise evil spirits, will still die due to dystocia. Is it because they are also haunted by evil spirits!"

The quarrel made Han Ying calm down instantly.

She no longer panicked, and imitated the director who took care of her during the internship, and shouted sharply:

"Enough!"

This is no longer a problem of dystocia.

Han Ying's sharp gaze swept over everyone.

"The goddess said that dystocia is not caused by evil spirits, but because the woman is too young, the pelvis has not grown open, and the fetus's head is stuck in the bone and cannot come out. This is why dystocia occurs!"

The people who gathered around her looked the wrong way when they met Han Ying's gaze, and did not dare to look at her.

The reasons given by Han Ying were more reliable and more likely to be improved than evil spirits that could not be seen, touched, or prevented. It was unknown whether others believed it or not, but Han Hu believed it immediately. He begged Han Ying:

"Yue Nu, can you save my sister?"

"I have no idea."

Han Ying cruelly exposed the other party's last fantasy and gave him a little hope:

"But I will try my best to save her."

There is no time for Han Hu to continue to pester.

Thinking of who she wanted to treat, Han Ying felt so eager to save someone for the first time.

At least in this era and in this place, no one knows how to treat dystocia better than her.

She has learned a complete set of theories, memorized all the symptoms of dystocia, watched instructional videos, and worked with the director. Apart from having never practiced it herself, she has more experience than anyone else.

But Han Ying still felt unsure.

Even if Han Yu was given a simple pregnancy test in advance, she wouldn't be so at a loss!

Throwing away the messy thoughts, Han Ying quickly ordered:

"Mom, I need hot water, warm soft food, clean bedding, and some firewood. Send them over quickly! Uncle Ya, I can't run fast, so you carry me. Second brother, hold my medicine box.

Let’s go together!”

Saying that, Han Ying stuffed the wooden box into her second brother's arms, trotted two steps, climbed onto his back with Uncle Ya's support, and urged him to set off quickly.

The thirteen-year-old second brother Han Shuo hugged the heavy wooden box with bared teeth and followed suit.

Han Ying pretended to be naive and ignorant to those in high positions, but not to the people in the village, so he accumulated a lot of prestige. So even if there is a taboo against mothers giving birth at home, and mothers are moved to graves or to give birth in thatched huts beside the road, it doesn't matter.

According to the custom of not allowing people to see her, Uncle Ya who was named by her did not refuse her arrangement, but silently carried her on his back and trotted all the way.

After more than ten minutes of jolting, they finally arrived at the straw shed where Han Yu gave birth. Listening to the changed voice, Han Ying took a deep breath of air-conditioning, grabbed the medical kit carried by her second brother Han Shuo and rushed in.

Because they were worried that the flames would ignite the thatch, there was no fire in the thatched shed, and Han Yu was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up. She lay on a mat made of thatched grass, her belly bulging high, and her lower body was naked and she looked uncomfortable.

Embarrassing outside.

Seeing this scene, Han Ying felt the veins on her forehead throbbing. She put down the medical kit and took out alcohol to disinfect her hands.

With a six-year-old body and small hands, Han Ying gave up wearing rubber gloves eight hundred years ago and started doing examinations after disinfecting them.

The pregnant woman was short, thin, and young. The first thing Han Ying suspected was that her pelvis was narrow.

The diameter between the iliac spines is 2.6 cm less than the average diameter, the diameter between the iliac crests is 1.8 cm less, the outer diameter of the sacro-scrotum is 1.2 cm less, it is difficult to do, the transverse diameter of the exit... hmm? 8.6?
To be continued...