Chapter 200 A Woman's Childbirth Is Passing the Gate of Hell
"The mother cannot sign it herself, her husband must sign it."
The doctor mercilessly rejected Qiao Xiangxiu's request.
"Can't I decide my own life? Do I need others to help me decide?"
Qiao Xiangxiu was trembling with pain, and Qiao Jinling hurriedly stepped forward to help her second aunt. When a woman gives birth to a child, her life is determined by another person.
"I'm sorry, this is the hospital's rule. Call your husband over quickly. How can a wife give birth to a baby without the man?"
The doctor frowned impatiently.
"Is there something wrong with your doctor's brain? If my man doesn't come back, I won't have children in my life? I have to sign for myself. I can make decisions for myself."
Qiao Xiangxiu held on to her strength, and her anger and pain made her speak very rudely. Just as the doctor was about to say something, he was interrupted by Qiao Jinling.
"Doctor aunt, my second uncle is in Beijing and has not come back. The rules are death and human life is life. We cannot just watch my second aunt being hurt to death. As you just said, if you delay it, both adults and children will be in danger.
Then it won’t be good for anyone, right?”
Qiao Jinling reminded the doctor both inside and outside of her words that if something happened to the mother in the hospital, it would probably cause an uproar if the news spread.
"Then...then I'll ask the leader for instructions! It's really troublesome."
The doctor thought for a while, turned around and left. After a while, the doctor came back to express his agreement and asked Qiao Xiangxiu to sign. The pen clattered loudly.
"Let's go! We're getting ready to enter the operating room. It's snowing, and I have to take responsibility for you. The leaders have taken away all the credit and good words, and we are the only ones left to shoulder the burden."
The doctor had a long face. Nowadays, all those who have some ability are doing business. The small mansions are built higher and higher. Only poor doctors like them are left. They don't have much money and are exhausted to death.
After hearing this, Qiao Jinling quietly tugged on her mother's clothes. Sun Huifang suddenly understood, stepped forward and dragged the doctor to the corner and whispered: "Doctor, you see, my sister has to have this child at the age of 40. It's not easy.
Yes, I have suffered a lot."
"We are all women, who doesn't suffer?"
After hearing this, the doctor's attitude softened significantly.
"What you are saying is that we are all women. It is not easy to know that it is not easy for us to come here in this snowy day. It is not easy for us to come here on this snowy day. It is also not easy for you to perform surgery on duty. So..."
Sun Huifang stopped talking and quietly stuffed a wad of money into the doctor's white coat. She had forgotten about it in a hurry. Now it is normal to give red envelopes to doctors. If the doctor doesn't accept the red envelope, the patient will feel uncomfortable.
Practical.
"You...Oh, really, who do you think we doctors are? Our duty is to save lives and heal the wounded. How can we see the mother suffering and remain indifferent? Don't worry, I will do my best to perform this operation. Let her man
Come back, this is the time when you need the most care."
The doctor finally smiled, patted Sun Huifang's hand, and asked him to go through the admission procedures.
Sun Huifang paid for the little nurse and arranged the best ward with a nursing bed so that she could have a good rest at night.
After everything was arranged, Sun Huifang led Qiao Jinling back to the operating room. Qiao Xiangxiu had not come out yet, and there were not many people performing the operation.
Mother and daughter hugged each other and sat quietly on the hospital bench.
"Mom, did it hurt when you gave birth to me?"
Qiao Jinling held her mother's arm and could see the heavy snow falling outside through the window, covering the sky and the sky.
"I don't even remember."
Sun Huifang closed her eyes and took a nap. The night was getting dark. She needed to recharge her batteries and take care of Qiao Xiangxiu and her baby after the operation.
"Why don't you remember? Isn't it said that it is particularly painful for women to give birth?"
Qiao Jinling pestered her mother and insisted on asking for the answer.
"It shouldn't hurt. My Lingling is fine. Mommy didn't suffer at all. It only took more than an hour from the stomachache to the time you were born. It felt like I had pooped that I had been holding in for several days. Just squirt."
The son came out."
Sun Huifang's words left Qiao Jinling speechless. What kind of description is this? How can you say giving birth to constipation?
"Mom, the happiest thing in my life is giving birth to you. I don't regret it at all. I never thought that my child would be so good, well-behaved, caring and cute. No matter how you look at it, you are so good."
Little by little, I felt it was amazing that I could actually give birth to a person with a nose and eyes, squeaking, soft, and plump flesh."
Sun Huifang just closed her eyes and held Qiao Jinling in her arms. She remembered the time when she had just given birth to her child. Every time in the dead of night, she would look at the soft and pink little Jinling and say that she was her mother. Her face was full of shyness and she felt uncomfortable.
Feel free to say it.
"Mom, you are the best. If there is another life, I will be the mother and you will be the child. Let me love you, okay?"
Qiao Jinling thought of the tragic situation of her mother dying on the bed in her previous life. She had worked hard all her life and suffered so much suffering and grievances. In this life, she just wanted her mother to be so happy.
The mother and daughter looked at each other and chatted in low voices.
"Crunch~"
The operating room door opened.
"Are Qiao Xiangxiu's family members here?"
The little nurse came out holding a baby.
"Here! Here! We are here. Are you okay, sir?"
Sun Huifang stepped forward quickly.
"Mother and daughter are safe. They have given birth to a daughter, weighing 8 pounds and 2 taels. She is a fat girl. Your Excellency will push her to the ward in a moment."
The little nurse spoke calmly, and after finishing speaking, she walked back to the operating room with the child in her arms.
"That's great, Mom, I have a little sister."
Qiao Jinling was a little excited, watching the birth of a little life with her own eyes and growing up with her, it felt so magical.
"Thank you so much. This night was so scary. Fortunately, both adults and children are fine. Amitabha, God bless you."
Sun Huifang clasped her hands together and bowed to God.
"Mom, you are almost a grandma, and grandma believes these things."
Qiao Jinling looked at her mother who bowed her head in worship and thought of Yang Guixiang, who hadn't told the old lady yet.
"You kid, you're not allowed to talk nonsense. It's better to be more cautious about these things. There are gods in your head."
Sun Huifang poked Qiao Jinling's head, neither lightly nor harshly, with a smile still on her face.
After a while, Qiao Xiangxiu was pushed out. The anesthetic had not worn off, and she was in a daze. The child was lying on the soles of her feet.
Sun Huifang immediately became energetic, greeted her, and pushed her to the ward together.
In the ward.
"Quick, quack, quack..."
The baby is so cute, its pink and tender mouth is squirming, its eyes have not yet opened, and there is fetal fat on its body, but it is very clean, white and fat, and it is wrapped in a small quilt, with only a round eye exposed.
Little brain.
Sun Huifang was busy taking care of Qiao Xiangxiu. She had to lie flat for six hours after the operation, couldn't drink water, had to have a catheter inserted, and waited for exhaust, so she couldn't care less about Qiao Jinling.