As soon as he finished speaking, the door banged, and someone rushed in from the outside, like a whirlwind.
"Doctor Song." Hearing the voice at the door, Xie Wanying called to report the location of herself and the patient.
Turning around and closing the door, Song Xuelin threw down the briefcase he was carrying and went straight to the bathroom when he heard her voice.
Seeing someone coming to save him again, Li Xiaobing's frightened white complexion finally softened a little, his cheeks became rosy, and he said, "Why is he back?"
"Dr. Song was originally called back by the hospital. He hadn't gone far, so I called him back." Xie Wanying said.
"What should I do in the hospital?" Li Xiaobing asked.
Senior Sister Xiaobing is so kind. She always remembers that she is a doctor. At this moment, she actually thinks about the patients first. The other two people were very moved when they heard it. .
"Doctor Song. Let's carry the senior sister into the room first." Xie Wanying proposed the first step.
The bathroom was damp and the space was small, making it inconvenient to do whatever I wanted to do.
The pregnant woman is very heavy, so Xie Wanying can't carry it on her own. It's just that it's better for senior sister not to move at all. It's better to have someone carry her. So Dr. Song must be called back.
"Yeah." Song Xuelin responded.
"Sister, please don't move while we carry you." Xie Wanying warned the patient.
Li Xiaobing absolutely didn't dare to move. She could feel liquid flowing under her body, which made her so nervous that she almost suffocated.
Putting her hands on the senior sister's armpits, Xie Wanying lifted the pregnant woman's upper body. Song Xuelin was responsible for lifting his legs. The two of them worked together to move the pregnant woman to the nearest room as quickly as possible.
Lying safely on the bed, Li Xiaobing knew that his fetal membranes might have ruptured prematurely, and the amniotic fluid should be flowing underneath. He firmly grasped the wrist of junior sister Xie Wanying with his right hand. His voice could not suppress the trembling in his heart, and asked: "How is the fetus? ?”
The senior sister's breathing was a little rapid, and there were large droplets of water on her forehead. Xie Wanying took a towel nearby and wiped off the hot sweat on Senior Sister's head: "Senior Sister, please relax and slow down your breathing rhythm. Dr. Song and I are here, don't be afraid."
It was impossible for Li Xiaobing not to be afraid at all. She was a doctor and knew what a terrible situation she and her baby would be in. Tears welled up in her eyes and she said: "Yingying, I just had an ultrasound a few days ago. The baby. Not cephalic, but breech.”
It stands to reason that breech presentation requires cesarean section, which is safer. Once premature rupture of membranes occurs, let alone a breech presentation, a cesarean section is required.
After hearing the pregnant woman revealing her fetal position, the two young doctors felt their hearts tremble, a bit like the cold wind blowing outside.
Song Xuelin put his two hands on the pregnant woman's belly to touch the fetus to make sure the pregnant woman was right. The more he touched him, the more he looked like an old man with a frown on his face.
No wonder pregnant women themselves said before that they should go to the hospital in advance to prepare for delivery. I don’t know what’s going on with the obstetrics department of the National Association. Perhaps Li Xiaobing should have made plans earlier. It is probably an old problem. There are not enough beds in the ward, so patients who are not in the worst condition can only be sent home, while beds are reserved only for the most critical patients. In fact, the obstetrics department treated its colleagues very well and agreed to allow Li Xiaobing to be admitted to the hospital in advance even if nothing happened before her due date. But who could have imagined that such an accident would suddenly happen.
