Senior Brother Huang looked a little panicked like them.
Cao Yong wiped the sweat from the mother's face with a towel, while looking over at the person diagonally opposite.
The junior sister has always been calm in situations, and what he is always worried about is that she is too calm instead of panicking like the other juniors.
He glanced over and found that she had not noticed the existence of him or anyone else. She was concentrating entirely on her own hands and did not dare to pay attention to anything else.
At the moment, there may be no way around this. Cao Yong's eyebrows furrowed.
Du Haiwei was emphasizing to the two young doctors: "Hold on!"
This was Mr. Du's unprecedentedly high demands on the two young doctors at the scene.
Both Xie Wanying and Song Xuelin's hands were stretched to the extreme. As a result, the teacher needed both of them to hold on until the teacher could find the right position to change hands.
"Yes." Song Xuelin and Xie Wanying responded respectively.
"Don't move." Du Haiwei pointed at Xie Wanying, who was holding the fetus, and then made special requests to her personally, which was in line with Cao Yong's judgment.
Xie’s grabbing at this moment may be crucial to the baby’s life, so he must not move it.
Everyone else understood the hidden meaning of Mr. Du's words and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Xie Xie.
Xie Wanying uses her fingertips to grasp the baby across her belly, because it is difficult to grasp some special parts of the baby and the umbilical cord simply by relying on palm strength, so she can only grasp it with her fingertips.
The fingertip exertion is the most difficult, the most painful, and the most testing.
The skin on the knuckles of Xie Wanying's fingers had already turned purple-white. Lin Hao and Li Qian had grounds to suspect that if Xie continued to scratch like this, some of her fingers might become useless in the future.
In clinical practice, when doctors compete with the god of death, they must have the awareness to pay a price.
Lin Hao and Li Qian's hearts were beating, and they looked at Song Xuelin again with lingering fears.
Song Xuelin's forehead was covered with a row of dense beads of sweat, crawling like small transparent ants, as if they were gnawing at the heart. It could be seen that the hand he used to hold the baby's buttocks was probably so stiff that it was about to break, just like classmate Xie.
Unexpectedly, this great talent from Beidu was in such a miserable state that he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. Lin Hao and the others felt their hearts tremble again.
"Okay, let go, I'll do it." With the right timing in mind, Du Haiwei's gloved hand found a good angle to bypass Song Xuelin's arm and stretched it out in a lifting motion.
This sudden scene was a bit dizzying. Even Song Xuelin himself couldn't see clearly what the boss was doing to get him to let go, so he had to freeze for a while.
As soon as he said it, Du Haiwei opened Song Xuelin's hand with his other hand.
Song Xuelin's quiet brown eyes couldn't help flashing a look of surprise.
The people around him almost screamed.
The boss's movements were fast and accurate. The exposed part of the fetus did not slip out because of Song Xuelin's sudden retraction of his hand, but was pushed back into the mother's uterus at lightning speed by Du Haiwei's saving hand.
Teacher Du's hand strength is extraordinary, like the palm of a Tathagata Buddha.
A group of people saw this and felt their hearts turbulent.
"Prepare for episiotomy." Du Haiwei issued a series of instructions quickly, leaving no time for others around him to hesitate.
"Episiotomy?" Lin Hao asked classmate Li Qian.
"Did you forget what was written in the obstetrics and gynecology textbook?" Li Qian managed to catch the student who was third in class after class, adjusted his glasses and hummed.
