On the road, in a small room formed by a bunch of umbrellas, the pregnant woman was temporarily lying in it.
That's right. After Yang Zimu bought the umbrella, he opened it all and stacked it together to form a small isolation layer to prevent passers-by from seeing the pregnant woman being delivered.
A moment later, Yang Zimu used an umbrella to build a small operating theater and glanced at her pregnant husband who was at a loss.
After thinking about what she needed next, she instructed the pregnant husband.
"Brother, don't be in a daze. Think of a way to find alcohol, scissors, clean gauze, needle and thread, disinfectant, and disinfectant.”
"Hurry up, your wife is about to give birth!”
"Okay, Dr. Yang, I'll go look for him right away.”
After the pregnant woman's husband heard Yang Zimu's words, he repeated what Yang Zimu needed and quickly ran to the nearby pharmacy.
"Ah! Ah!"
"It hurts."
At the same time, just as Yang Zimu finished instructing the pregnant woman's husband, the pregnant woman lying in the isolation layer beside him let out a violent cry of pain because of the pain.
Yang Zimu turned to look at the pregnant woman who was screaming in pain and stared into her eyes.
"Listen to me. I know that contractions are very painful.”
"But don't make a fuss, make a fuss, and use force blindly, because the uterus is not fully opened at this time. It is futile to use force. Instead, it will make the uterus swollen, purple, and difficult to open. You have to conserve your strength.”
"Otherwise, if you consume too much physical strength, it will have a great impact on the natural birth.”
"If there's no way to give birth naturally, we can only perform a dissected abdominal delivery.”
After Yang Zimu explained the general situation to the pregnant woman, she saw that the pregnant woman was still screaming in pain, but she quickly adjusted herself.
The pregnant woman endured the pain and calmed down. However, from the frown on her face, one could tell how much pain she was in.
After all, she was a new mother, and her water broke. The pain was unbearable for women who often had their periods.
Seeing this scene, Yang Zimu flipped through the methods to relieve pain in his mind.
The memories he received contained many miscellaneous things. Although they were just a little, there were still many useful things.
For example, Yang Zimu soon found a way to reduce the pain of a pregnant woman during labor by controlling her breathing.
After Yang Zimu saw the breathing technique, a hint of joy flashed across his eyes. Then, he said to the pregnant woman.
"Come, follow me."
"Take a deep breath, inhale!"
"Then slowly exhale."
"This will reduce the pain during labor.”
When the pregnant woman saw this situation, she endured the pain and followed Yang Zimu's breathing rhythm.
Soon, according to Yang Zimu's method, the pain of the pregnant woman was reduced a little.
This could be seen from the pregnant woman's gradually relaxing brows.
However, even so, Yang Zimu did not dare to be careless. He prepared while waiting for the pregnant husband to arrive.
After all, a clever housewife couldn't cook without rice. Without those tools, he couldn't deliver a pregnant woman.
Especially alcohol and gauze. If the delivery was carried out without disinfection, it was very likely to cause a uterus infection, and two lives would be lost.
At this moment, a motorcycle drove over from afar. The person in the lead was a traffic policeman in a traffic police uniform.
Obviously, the situation here had alerted the traffic police who were in charge of patrolling the road not far away.
" What's going on?!"
The traffic policeman asked as he looked at the 'operating room' that was formed by all kinds of umbrellas and the pregnant woman who was constantly adjusting her breathing.
"Comrade traffic police, this pregnant woman's water has broken. I need to deliver her on the spot!”
When Yang Zimu heard the traffic police's question, he said to the traffic police without turning his head.
"Birth on the spot? Are you a doctor? Can you?"
The leading traffic police officer heard this and looked at Yang Zimu, who was calm and collected, and asked warily.
"Comrade traffic police, I'm a doctor. My ID is in my pocket. The situation is critical now, and I really can't get away.”
Yang Zimu heard the vigilant voice of the traffic police behind him and smiled helplessly.
Without waiting for the traffic policeman to speak, Father Yang and Mother Yang explained.
"Officer, my son is really a doctor. He's a doctor at the First Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University.”
Just as Father Yang was explaining, Mother Yang had already taken out the doctor's certificate from the pocket of Yang Zimu's clothes and handed it to the traffic police.
After the traffic policeman saw that Yang Zimu was a doctor, he immediately saluted him.
"Thank you, Doctor Yang!"
"Is there anything I can help you with?”
After seeing that Yang Zimu was really a doctor, the traffic policeman respected Yang Zimu. Such a young doctor with medical ethics was worthy of him.
"Don't worry, these are two lives. I'll do my best! But I need you to cooperate with me."
Yang Zimu smiled slightly when he heard this.
"Doctor Yang, if you need anything, just let me know. I'll do my best!”
"Alright, no matter what happens around me later, don't interrupt me!”
"Good!"
At this time, only Yang Zimu was a doctor at the scene. The ambulance had not arrived yet. The traffic police and passers-by who knew the situation were praying silently, hoping that Yang Zimu could successfully deliver the fetus.
At the same time, the traffic police also began to direct the traffic. With the help of passersby, they stopped the vehicles heading here.
He even called for backup through the walkie-talkie.
At the same time, the pregnant woman's husband ran back with a bag.
"Doctor Yang, how is Xiaolan?”
The pregnant woman's husband didn't bother to wipe his sweat. He hurriedly handed the bag of medical supplies to Yang Zimu and looked at the pregnant woman worriedly.
"The pregnant woman is fine for the time being, and the head of the fetus has already been exposed.”
Yang Zimu replied to the pregnant husband without turning his head.
At the same time, he began to deal with it.
"That's good, that's good."
The man was like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously walking around, but there was nothing he could do.
"Turn on the alcohol!"
When Yang Zimu saw this, he instructed the pregnant woman's husband.
"Good!"
Seeing that she needed his help, the pregnant husband hurriedly walked over and helped Yang Zimu open the bottle of alcohol.
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