Wang Ming hurriedly said: "Don't be like this, get up quickly, I will definitely do my best to save this fetus." He didn't have time to support this husband who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing at this time, but Li Xiaowan understood his thoughts, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade this husband who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and begging.

"Doctor Wang, do you really have a way to let the fetus give birth smoothly without harming him?" Han Qian said with a look of surprise and worry: "Now that the situation of this fetus has reached the point of life and death, the time left for us is probably only a short three or four minutes, but we can't afford to waste it! Doctor Wang, are you really very sure?"

Faced with Han Qian's inquiry, Wang Ming's answer was only three short words: "Trust me." Immediately, he put his hands on the mother's lower abdomen, three inches below the umbilicus, that is, above the pubic symphysis where the fetus's front shoulder was stuck, and gently massaged it in a counterclockwise direction.

During the entire massage process, and even in the previous midwifery process, Wang Ming did not use spiritual power. This is because at the time of childbirth, the vitality and physical condition of the mother and fetus are in a relatively fragile situation. If spiritual power is used rashly, it is likely to cause harm to the mother and fetus, and even have adverse results that are difficult to reverse.

At this moment, the massage technique used by Wang Ming seems ordinary, but it is the kneading technique that is well-known in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

Wang Ming's concussive force through this massage caused the fetus's front shoulder, which was stuck above the pubic symphysis, to start moving slowly. Although the naked eye could not see the scene of the fetus moving its stuck front shoulder, Wang Ming learned the gratifying news through the information fed back by the concussive force.

There is no doubt that rubbing to move the fetus's stuck front shoulder out is a practical method!

Wang Ming didn't tell the news, because he didn't want the mother to have a physical reaction after hearing the news, causing the fetus to finally move out of some of the front shoulders and get stuck back. He prepares to wait until the fetus's anterior shoulders are completely lifted above the pubic symphysis. Tell the news again.

It is precisely because Wang Ming only cares about the massage but does not speak, everyone does not know the situation of the fetus at the moment, and they do not understand what role he can play by massage at this time, so they can only watch his every move with bated breath, and anxiously pray to the gods they know in their hearts. As a nurse in a maternal and child health hospital, although Han Qian has never served as a midwife, she has seen and heard a lot of midwifery processes. However, she really had never heard of anyone who would use massage to assist in midwifery when a woman suffered shoulder dystocia.

"Massage, can massage really work?" Although Han Qian was full of doubts, at this moment, she could only choose to believe Wang Ming.

After all. Nor did she want the bordering cruelty of breaking a fetal collarbone. In that way, there is a 90% chance that the fetus's arm nerve will be damaged, so that the fetus's arm mobility function will be impaired, and even the arm will be paralyzed!

"Doctor Wang, I hope this method of yours can really be useful! Come on! Come on! Please!" Han Qian couldn't help Wang Ming at this time, so she could only pray in her heart, and at the same time observed the situation of the fetus and the mother for Wang Ming.

Time passed by second by second.

Every second that passes, it means that death is one minute closer to the fetus.

Right now. All Wang Ming has to do is to race against death, and to compete with death for time, he must be ahead of death. Let the fetus be delivered smoothly from the mother's womb.

"The fetus's lips and face have begun to turn purple, this is a reflection of severe hypoxia!" Han Qian, who was observing the fetus's condition, suddenly cried out again. Then she anxiously suggested, "Doctor Wang." The situation is urgent, and we can't hide it any longer, if it drags on any longer. I'm afraid that the life of the fetus will not be saved! Even if it does, it may damage its intelligence due to the lack of oxygen to the brain! Doctor Wang, we still hurry up and forcibly break the fetus's collarbone. Let him be able to give birth from his mother's womb!"

Han Qian's words were like a thunderbolt. The crowd was shocked by the loss of color and the change of expression. Especially the husband who was about to become a father, he was shocked by this sudden bad news, if it weren't for his wife's current state, he would have to hold on to give her confidence and comfort, he had been shocked by the news and sat on the ground.

After taking a deep breath and stabilizing his figure, he whimpered with tears and said, "Break it, break it, now I just want to be able to save the child's life." Ah, what a wickedness. What did we husband and wife do wrong to provoke God to hurt our children so cruelly? If God really thinks that we are both husband and wife at fault, and we have to punish them, please come to me alone, there is no need to embarrass this unborn child!"

However, Wang Ming did not agree with Han Qian's suggestion to break the fetal collarbone so that the fetus could be delivered as soon as possible, but continued to massage. However, at this time, he could no longer remain silent, he could only speak: "Don't worry, don't worry, give me a little more time, soon it will be fine, soon it will be fine!" Oozed through his bun and slid down the side of his face.

Time continued to pass, and the condition of the fetus continued to deteriorate.

Han Qian finally couldn't help it, and planned to ignore Wang Ming, do it herself, and forcibly break the fetus's lock to help it give birth from the mother's body.

However, just as she was about to make a move, she suddenly heard Wang Ming say in a happy tone: "Okay! The front shoulder of the fetus stuck above the pubic symphysis has already come out!"

"What? The fetus's stuck front shoulder has come up?".

"Really? Is this true?! Great! That's great!"

"Thank the gods for the estimate, thank the gods for the estimate"

On the plane, a low cheer suddenly sounded, and the heaviness and anxiety on everyone's faces were swept away in an instant, replaced by joy and excitement. Han Qian couldn't believe what she heard, she opened her mouth wide in surprise, and said hesitantly, "Doctor Wang, is what you said true? The fetus's stuck front shoulder really came out above the pubic symphysis? Just by the few massages you just made? Is this true? You can't lie to us, right?"

"Massage alone is naturally not enough, but the combination of the several midwifery methods we did before has had an effect!" Wang Ming replied. At this time, he didn't have the time and energy to tell Han Qian in detail, he just ordered: "Nurse Han." Don't be stunned, hurry up and help, so that the fetus can be delivered from the mother's body as soon as possible!"

Han Qian also knew that now was not the time to study the role of massage in the midwifery process of shoulder dystocia, so she hurriedly responded: "Oh, haode, haode!" and began the midwifery work.

After solving the problem that the fetus's anterior shoulder was stuck above the pubic symphysis, the following delivery went quite smoothly.

Soon, the fetus was completely delivered from the mother's body.

Wang Ming took the towel that had been sterilized with boiling water from Li Xiaowan's hand, quickly cleaned up the foreign objects and stolen objects in the baby's mouth and nose, and then used the scissors that had been sterilized in the same way to cut the umbilical cord.

Han Qian held a large towel, took the baby from Wang Ming's hand, wiped the mucus on his body quickly, and then patted the baby's little feet with her hand to promote his blood circulation and stimulate the opening of his lung lobes, so that he could breathe on his own.

A cry of "wow" from the baby's mouth is accompanied by a declaration that he has opened his airway and is able to breathe on his own.

Wang Ming and Han Qian, as well as Li Xiaowan and the flight attendants who helped, all breathed a sigh of relief and put their minds at ease.

The pregnant woman, whose face was full of fatigue, stretched out her hands weakly, looked at the baby's eyes full of love, and said, "Let me hold the baby, let me hold ......"

"Congratulations, you're a big fat boy. It's a pity that there is no instrument on this plane to weigh it, so I have to wait until I go to the hospital after landing and weigh it. Han Qian had already wrapped the baby in a towel at this time, and handed him over to the husband with a smile, and he put him next to the mother.

"Xiexie, Xiexie you!" the excited husband wept with joy.

The pregnant woman lying flat on the seat also kept saying Xiexie's words to Wang Ming, Li Xiaowan, Han Qian and the flight attendants.

"Seven pounds and eight taels!" Wang Ming suddenly said at this time.

"What?" Everyone looked at Wang Ming in confusion, not knowing what Wang Ming meant, and Han Qian said in surprise.

"I said that this child's weight is seven pounds and eight taels, a veritable big fat boy!" Wang Ming said with a smile.

"How do you know?" asked Han Qian before anyone could react.

"I'm a doctor, or a Chinese medicine doctor, grasping medicine and taking medicine all rely on this hand, although the usual pounds of medicine are not big, but it will not be wrong to distinguish the approximate weight of this child. After Wang Ming finished speaking, he said to the couple: "Congratulations, happy son!"

"You're really a god!" Han Qian said to Wang Ming, sticking out her tongue.

"Papapa"

A round of applause rang out at this time, but all the passengers on the plane applauded and gave a thumbs up to Wang Ming, Li Xiaowan, Han Qian and the flight attendants from the bottom of their hearts.

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