Chapter 396

Situ Han froze for a moment. He glared at his red eyes, grabbed the doctor and roared: "you're wasting your time on such a retarded problem? I only want Yang Shishi. If she has something to do, you don't want to live. Do you understand? "

The doctor shrunk his shoulders in fright, nodded in confusion, and ran back to the operating room stumbling.

Situ Han held his head in both hands. The coolness from the bottom of his feet made him paralyzed. As long as he thought of losing his wife and children, he couldn't breathe.

Staggering back, situ Han was no longer as elegant and calm as usual.

At this time, he held his arm with both hands. Situ Han looked back. When he saw someone coming, he immediately grabbed her and said, "aunt Qian, save Shishi, go..."

Before Qian Cong could react, he dragged him forward.

"Bring me the sterile clothes." When he rushed to the door of the operating room, the nurse was trying to stop them, but situ Han roared with a cold face.

The nurse was busy preparing clothes for them. They dressed as fast as they could and rushed into the operating room together.

Indoor.

On the operating table, Yang Shishi was lying there. She didn't wear any clothes, and the pain made her shiver.

The anesthesiologist is mixing the medicine, blood and amniotic fluid, and constantly seeping out of Yang Shishi's body.

"Poetry Situ Han pounced on her, grabbed her hand and said, "don't be afraid, aunt Qian is coming. You'll be fine."

"Save the children Save the child... "

Situ Han's eyes were red. He lowered his head to kiss her hair and whispered: "you and the child will be OK. Relax!"

"Doctor, the fetal heart rate is below 40, very weak!" The nurse held the monitor in her abdomen and listened carefully.

Situ Han had no blood on his face, and his normal fetal heart rate was between 120 and 160 per minute. Once fetal hypoxia, fetal heart rate will rise sharply, but when it reaches the degree of asphyxia, fetal heart rate will drop rapidly.

If the fetal heart rate drops below 40, it means that it may die at any time. Even if it is not the next second, it will not last for a few minutes.

Situ Han subconsciously grasped Yang Shishi's hand, his heart pulled together, and he felt dizzy.

Douda's tears overflow from Yang Shishi's eyes. She seems to have lost all her hope and is paralyzed on the operating table.

Qian Cong touched the fetal position with his hand and said in an urgent voice: "the child must be taken out within three minutes. There's no time to take anesthetics. Give me the anesthetics in the abdomen."

Another obstetrician said directly, "it's too late to wait until the anesthetic works."

Yang Shishi opened her eyes and didn't know where the strength came from. She suddenly grabbed Qian Cong by the corner of his coat and panted: "mother Qian, directly dissect!"

"Poetry..." Qian Cong was so sad that he almost burst into tears.

"Direct dissection, I can't stand it!"

"Shishi, you can't hold on without anesthetics. As long as you are good, nothing else matters!" Situ Han choked on her face, and their tears mingled.

"Husband, if the child is gone, I can't live any more. Please give me and the child a chance, believe me!" Yang Shishi choked and fixed his firm eyes on situ Han!

Situ Han's eyes were red and silent!

Knowing there was no choice, Qian Cong immediately picked up the scalpel and said, "hold her down!"

In addition to a few assistants, the paramedics lined up to hold her limbs.

When the shadowless lamp was turned on, Qian Cong said calmly, "Dr. Liang monitors the blood pressure, and Ren listens to my command. When the abdomen is opened, he pushes the child out from top to bottom. It should be accurate and fast, and the amniotic fluid should not pollute the uterus, otherwise there will be the risk of amniotic fluid embolism."

"Good!" One response, all ready.

Sharp blade, close to the abdomen below the cut, blood oozing!

Yang Shishi straightened her body, clenched her lips and didn't say a word.

Cold sweat, instant wet through her hair, situ cold heart like a knife, he bent down to kiss Yang Shishi, put his lips into her mouth, to avoid her bite.

The smell of blood filled the mouth, and the two fingers were intertwined. Situ Han wanted to rub her into his body and put her in his heart to protect and cherish her.

He would rather bear everything for her with a hundred times of pain than watch her suffer and be helpless.

Qian Cong's obstetrics and Gynecology technology is super exquisite. When her abdomen is opened, she commands calmly!

"Three

"Two!"

"One!"

"Push!" At her command, doctor Ren pushed the placenta with both hands, from top to bottom, skillfully and protectively squeezing out the whole placenta.

The fetus was taken out, and the emergency personnel on standby immediately took over the treatment and rescue.

The anesthesiologist immediately injected Yang Shishi with anesthetics at a fixed point in the abdomen. The fetus had been taken out, and local anesthesia could not hurt adults.

Cesarean section inside and outside to suture five or six layers, is also the most time-consuming procedure in the operation process, there is no anesthetic, simply can not support."Child, child..." The pain in her abdomen disappears. Yang Shishi is weak but conscious. She doesn't hear her child's crying and is anxious.

Situ Han wiped the blood from her lips and said, "don't worry, the doctor is rescuing. It will be OK."

Just then, loud and clear cry resounded through the operating room.

The nurse said in a loud voice, "boy, 52 in length, weighs 3.11kg."

"The fat boy of 6 Jin and 2 liang, slap his ass a few more times to see if he's still skinny. It's a toss for his mother!"

As soon as Qian Cong's voice fell, all the people in the operating room laughed.

Mother and son are safe. Everyone is relieved. Yang Shishi is too tired to sleep.

Situ hanshun followed her hair and said in a low voice, "sleep, I'll watch you."

Hearing this reassuring words, Yang Shishi couldn't bear to fall into the dark any more. Situ Han said in a soft voice, "monitor your blood pressure. If it's too high or too low, remember to wake her up."

"Good chairman!"

Situ Han stands up and walks to Qian Cong's side. His assistant is guiding the blood out of the palace. Qian Cong is ready to sew.

"Aunt Qian, let me do it!"

Qian Cong was stunned for a moment and looked at situ Han.

Situ Han's face was pale, his lips were bitten, and blood spilled over the corners of his mouth.

Qian Cong nodded silently and gave up his position to him, while he backed aside to help him.

It has to be said that situ Han's suture technique is superb. The uterus is sutured in three layers, and the abdomen is sutured in three layers. When the needle is put in, except for a bloodstain, there is almost no trace of thread.

Although his hands were shaking and his sweat was flowing all the time, he was still twice as fast as himself.

After all, Yang Shishi still hasn't woken up. She sleeps soundly.

Qian Cong holds the child to situ Han and hands it to him with a smile.

Situ Han held his hands and looked at the little man with tears in his eyes. The child had not taken a bath yet, and his hair was clotted with blood. He was wrinkled and small.

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