No parents want their child to be injured, and the mother and her husband are no exception. If there is no other choice, it would be fine to break the clavicle to save their lives. But now when Zhang Wenzhong said that there is another way to save the fetus stuck in the birth canal, they immediately changed their attention and begged in unison with a crying voice: "Doctor Zhang, please, you must save our child..."

The excited husband even knelt in front of Zhang Wenzhong and kept kowtowing and begging.

Zhang Wenzhong hurriedly said, "Don't do this, get up quickly, I will do my best to save the fetus." He didn't have time to support the husband who knelt on the ground and kowtowed, but Youjia understood his thoughts, quickly took a step forward, and persuaded the husband who knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged.

"Doctor Zhang, do you really have a way to let him give birth from the birth canal smoothly without harming the fetus?" Zhao Xiaozhao said with a look of surprise and worry: "The current situation of this fetus is at a critical moment of life and death. The time left for us is only about three or four minutes, but it cannot withstand waste! Doctor Zhang, are you really sure?"

Facing Zhao Xiaozhao's inquiry, Zhang Wenzhong's answer was only three short words: "Believe me." Then, he placed his hands on the mother's lower abdomen, three inches below the navel, above the pubic junction where the fetal front shoulder was stuck, and gently massaged it in a counterclockwise direction.

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

At this moment, the massage technique used by Zhang Wenzhong seems ordinary, but it is the renowned Chinese medicine industry, the renowned Yun Jiuma.

The shock force generated by Zhang Wenzhong through this massage prompted the fetus' front shoulder stuck above the pubic junction to move slowly. Although the naked eye could not see the scene of the fetus' stuck front shoulder moving, the information received by Zhang Wenzhong through the shock force was obtained.

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

Zhang Wenzhong did not say this news because he did not want the mother to have a physical reaction after hearing this news, which caused the fetus to finally move out some of the front shoulders and get stuck back. He prepared to wait until the fetus' front shoulders completely rise from above the pubic junction before saying this news.

It was precisely because Zhang Wenzhong was only concerned about massage but did not speak that everyone was not sure about the situation of the fetus at this moment, nor did they understand what the massage could do at this time. They could only hold their breath and watch his every move quietly, and pray anxiously to the gods they knew in their hearts.

As a nurse at the Maternal and Child Health Hospital, although Zhao Xiaozhao has never served as a midwife, she has seen and heard a lot of midwifery processes. However, she has never heard of anyone who would use massage to help with midwife when a mother encounters a shoulder dysfunction.

"Massage... Can massage really work?" Although Zhao Xiaozhao was full of doubts, she could only choose to believe Zhang Wenzhong at this moment. After all, she did not want to use the almost cruel method of breaking the fetal clavicle. Doing so would probably damage the fetal pen nerve, causing the fetal arm movement function to malfunction, and even paralyzing the arm!

"Doctor Zhang, I hope your method can be really useful! Come on! Come on! Please!" Zhao Xiaozhao couldn't help Zhang Wenzhong at this moment, so he could only pray in his heart, and at the same time observed the situation of the fetus and the mother for Zhang Wenzhong.

Time passes by second by second.

Every second passes, it means that the god of death is approaching the fetus one minute.

Now, what Zhang Wenzhong has to do is to race against the God of Death and compete for time with the God of Death. He must seize the fetus before the God of Death and let the fetus be successfully delivered from the mother's belly.

"The fetus' lips and face have begun to turn purple, which is a reflection of severe hypoxia!" Zhao Xiaozhao, who was observing the fetus's condition, suddenly cried out again. Then she suggested anxiously: "Doctor Zhang, the situation is urgent, we cannot drag it down any longer. If we drag it down, we are afraid that the fetus's life will not be saved! Even if we save our life, it may damage our intelligence due to brain deficiency! Doctor Zhang, let's forcefully break the fetus' collarbone so that he can give birth from the mother's body!"

Zhao Xiaozhao's words were like a thunderbolt, which shocked everyone to the point of being a dad, and his expression changed drastically. Especially the husband who was about to become a father was shocked by this sudden bad news. If his wife was not still in childbirth and had to force herself to give her confidence and comfort, I was afraid that he would have been so shocked by the news that he would sit on the ground.

After taking a deep breath and stabilizing his body, he burst into tears and said with sobs: "Broke it, break it, now I just want to save the life of the child. Alas... I'm a sin. What did we do wrong, and actually cause God to hurt our children so cruelly? If God really thinks that we are wrong and insist on placing punishment, please come to me alone. There is no need to make things difficult for this unborn child..."

However, Zhang Wenzhong did not agree with Zhao Xiaozhao's suggestion to break the fetal clavicle 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, so he could only speak: "Don't worry, don't worry, give me some more time, it will be fine soon..." A drop of sweat penetrated from his hair bun and slid down his side face.

Time continues to pass, and the fetus's condition continues to deteriorate.

Zhao Xiaozhao finally couldn't help it, and planned to ignore Zhang Wenzhong, do it himself, forcibly break the fetus's clavicle and help him give birth from the mother's body.

However, just as she was about to take action, she suddenly heard Zhang Wenzhong say in a happy tone: "Okay! The front shoulder of the fetus being stuck above the pubic junction has risen!"

"What? The fetus's stuck front shoulder has risen?!"

"Really? Is this true?! Great! It's so good!"

"Thank you for your blessing, thank you for your blessing..."

A low cheer suddenly sounded on the plane, and the heaviness and anxiety on everyone's faces were swept away in an instant, and replaced by joy and excitement.

Zhao Xiaozhao couldn't believe what she heard. She opened her mouth in surprise and said hesitantly: "Doctor Zhang, is what you said true? The fetus's stuck front shoulder really came out from above the pubic junction? It depends on the few massages you just made? Is this true? You are not lying to us, are you?"

"Massage alone is naturally not enough, but the midwifery methods we did before have the effect." Zhang Wenzhong replied. At this moment, he didn't have the time and energy to tell Zhao Xiaozhao in detail. He just ordered: "Nurse Zhao, don't be stunned, come and help quickly, so that the fetus can be delivered from the mother as soon as possible."

Zhao Xiaozhao also knew that now was not the time to study what role massage plays in the midwifery process of shoulder dysfunction, so he quickly responded: "Oh, okay, okay." Then he started midwifery work.

After solving the problem that the fetal front shoulder was stuck above the pubic combinatorial, the next delivery went very smoothly. Soon, the fetus completely gave birth from the mother's body.

Zhang Wenzhong took the towel that had been disinfected with boiling boiling water from Youjia's hand, quickly cleared the foreign objects and stolen goods in the baby's mouth and nose, and then took the scissors that had been disinfected in the same way, cutting the umbilical cord shortened.

Zhao Xiaozhao held a big towel and took the baby from Zhang Wenzhong's hand, wiped the mucus stained on his body quickly, and then patted the baby's small foot board with his hand to promote his blood circulation and stimulate his lung lobes to open, so that he can breathe independently.

The baby's "wow" crying sound made by opening his mouth also declared that he had opened his respiratory tract and was able to breathe independently.

Zhang Wenzhong, Zhao Xiaozhao, Youjia and the crew members who helped, all breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

The mother with a tired face stretched out her hands weakly and looked at the baby's eyes full of love. She said, "Let me hug the baby, let me hug..."

"Congratulations, you are a big fat boy. Unfortunately, there are no instruments on the plane that can't weigh you. You can only wait until you land and go to the hospital to weigh it." Zhao Xiaozhao had wrapped the baby with a towel, and smiled and handed him to the husband, and put him next to the mother.

"Thank you, thank you." The excited husband cried with joy.

The mother lying flat on the seat kept saying thank you to Zhang Wenzhong, Youjia, Zhao Xiaozhao and the flight attendants.

"Smack sex..."

A piece of applause sounded at this time, but all the passengers on the plane applauded Zhang Wenzhong, Youjia, Zhao Xiaozhao and the flight attendants from the bottom of their hearts and gave them thumbs up.

“Good!”

"here you go!"

"You guys are so awesome!"

"You are all my idols, and I admire you so much!"
Chapter completed!