"Two?"
"Yes, my mentor Old Duâs students, named Xie Wanying, and Xiao Song, Song Xueling."
So that big lazy cat Song was held up in this room. Huang Zhilei didnât know whether to laugh or cry.
With these two geniuses inside, the patient should be okay. Li Chengyuan thought. If they were concerned about Xie Wanying being just a medical student for now, at least Song Xueling is a practicing physician and would be more professional in handling emergencies.
"The fetus is in a breech position. And Iâm afraid the two of them wonât be able to prevent it from falling out," Du Haiwei said.
When an obstetrics expert speaks, itâs different; they know that some clinical situations are hard for even geniuses to handle.
Everyone standing around felt their heartbeats speed up.
"Itâs open." Cao Yong gripped the doorknob and put his strength into the groove he found, saying.
The door finally opened with a snap.
Everyone rushed in.
"Xiaobing, weâre here," Doctor Tang shouted loudly, "Where are they?"
Entering the room, at first glance, everyone didnât see any signs of disarray in the living room; it seemed like everything was still okay. As the group quickly approached the bedroom door, they all gasped simultaneously.
"Old Du." Doctor Tang called out to her husband in a panic.
Her husband was right, the two young ones couldnât hold the baby in.
Following the instructions Du Haiwei had given over the phone earlier, Song Xuelingâs hand needed to hold the baby back into the uterus until the motherâs cervix was fully dilated, all preparations were complete, and then let the mother exert force to deliver.
Now, the issue was that the cervix had opened too quickly; it was fully dilated, but the birth canal hadnât kept pace, not prepared for full expansion. When the motherâs contractions started, the baby directly fell down. The doctors told her not to push, but the mother couldnât control her contractions.
If it were an experienced obstetrician, they would know to push the baby back no matter what until a certain feeling was right before allowing the mother to exert force.
Song Xueling was not an obstetrics specialist, and even if he had interned in obstetrics, he might not have seen such a unique situation, lacking enough experience accumulation. No matter how talented, if the doctor lacks accumulated experience, itâs useless.
Just like that time when Xie Wanying was in Xuanwu assisting Sister Seo in the rescue, lacking experience, she didnât know where to start the drainage correctly at the end. Only a professional neurosurgeon could come over to assist.
Song Xueling and they thought that since the cervix was opened, the mother could begin labor. When the baby came out a little, the two young ones suddenly realized something was wrong. Fortunately, both of them were talented enough to sensitively detect unusual tendencies compared to ordinary doctors.
In clinical settings, making a mistake in just one step makes remedying it incredibly difficult. Life and death in medicine are evident in all these intricate details. Itâs not as outsiders might think, that medical errors can all be blamed on the doctorâs negligence and oversight.
No doctor would allow themselves to be negligent and careless; itâs just that their technique might not be up to par.
In medicine, it always boils down to those two words: technique. Only technique is the king.
Somethingâs wrong, pushing the baby back in again is beyond Song Xuelingâs single hand. Xie Wanying used both hands to lift the baby upward from the surface of the sisterâs belly. Not only that, but one of her hands had to forcibly support the umbilical cord that was hanging down.
In this emergency situation, there was no way the two of them could leave the mother to open the door for those outside. Hearing people outside shouting to open the door, the two young ones were already sweating profusely.