The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

There is now another bed in the intensive care unit of Shanghai Jinrui Hospital.

As the due date approaches, it becomes more and more difficult for the little girl who is not very tall to make any movements.

Before, I could still take care of the patients on the bed, but now, I find it difficult to even take care of myself.

"Dad, I'll do it myself~!"

Seeing her father pushing open the door with a lunch box and coming in, Huang Yaqin struggled to sit up. In the end, it was her father who helped her so that she could lie down on the bedside.

The abdomen under the quilt is now bulging high. I don't know if the weight is compressing the nerves in the waist. It is now extremely difficult to get up or turn over.

"Slow down, it's almost time, it should be these two days, the doctor said, you have to pay attention!"

After all, the intensive care unit is not an obstetrics and gynecology department. The gynecologist occasionally comes to check Xiao Huang's health and the condition of the fetus in her belly. But many times, Huang's father still needs to go to the clinic in person, especially when the baby is due. arrival.

Xiao Huang nodded silently and turned her head to look at her husband who was sleeping quietly. Her face was dark now, her cheeks were sunken, her eyelids were swollen, her eye sockets were sunken, and she had obvious dark circles under her eyes. She looked very Haggard, with a look of exhaustion and helplessness in his eyes.

She knew what she looked like now, and she didn't even dare to look in the mirror. Her long braids, which she was proud of, were already shiny because she hadn't washed them for a long time. She even disliked herself.

If it weren't for the lingering worry in her stomach, she would probably be the first to have a nervous breakdown. The past few months have been really difficult.

"Need help?"

Doctor Ding, who knocked on the door and came in, watched Li Feng's father-in-law open the lunch boxes one by one. Although he was asking, he had already started to help.

"Doctor Ding, have we met before somewhere?"

Seeing Ding Qiunan hooking stools, playing with lunch boxes, and helping his daughter to pick up coats with deft hands and feet, Lao Huang stood up, hammered his waist, and forced a smile on his chapped lips before asking.

He had been wondering about this question for a long time. He really seemed to have an impression of the doctor in front of him.

"Yes, this time last year, during the two sessions, I was the doctor responsible for following the car!"

There happened to be a newspaper just delivered today on the bedside table. Doctor Ding glanced at it and quickly looked away.

Last year, around this time, boxes of thatched grass made those young people drunk.

"Oh, yes, I'll just say it!"

Huang Yaqin knew much more about Ding Qiunan than her father. After all, she was one of the witnesses at the wedding banquet last year. She was also seriously injured last year and almost failed to be rescued.

Thinking of Dr. Ding's head injury, Xiao Huang suddenly grabbed Dr. Ding's arm. How could she forget that her father seemed to have returned from studying abroad, and he dared to perform surgeries that others did not dare to do.

"Doctor Ding, your father, can you invite him over?"

So much time has passed, and Huang Yaqin is really a dead horse. As long as there is a chance, she is willing to fight for it. She cannot let the child lose his father after he is born.
Doctor Ding, who was fiddling with the lunch box, immediately stopped, brushed his long hair on his temples, and lowered his head guiltily.

Why didn't he ask about Li Feng? There was a phone in the hospital. For things like this, Ding Qiunan could use the phone for as long as she wanted to ask for help. But her father didn't come over, so he already represented her.

Being in a vegetative state is a worldwide problem. It is different from when I was injured by shrapnel. One is visible, and the other is brain cell damage caused by hypoxia. Now, there is no instrument that can detect where the damage is and how much it is. , even whether such brain cells can be recovered and how long the recovery time will take is still an unsolved mystery.

Father Huang on the side saw his daughter holding Dr. Ding's arm tightly, looking at her expectantly, and stopped what he was doing. "You eat first, I'll take the time to ask~!"

Putting the mixed steamed egg rice into Xiao Huang's hand, Doctor Ding helped her tie up her messy hair. As a doctor, she knew how to make her family members feel at ease.

Dad Huang sighed softly, shook his head, and fed his son-in-law on the hospital bed the fish soup cooked in the kitchen. It was milky white and smelled very fragrant. Some of it would spill out from the corners of his mouth. Dad Huang would hold a towel. , wipe it carefully.

Doctor Ding looked at this scene and was so depressed that he couldn't tell. Last year, when she was lying in the hospital bed, her parents had always taken turns taking care of her. However, he was conscious at the time, but the person in front of him was not conscious at all.

"Well, is the lunch box leaking?"

Xiao Huang, who was sitting up to eat, suddenly felt that his pants were wet. He thought it was steamed egg mixed with rice soup leaking out from under the lunch box. He was still tilting his head to look at the bottom of the lunch box. Doctor Ding's expression next to him had changed.

"Quick, the amniotic water broke~!"

"The pregnant woman in room 9 is about to give birth!"

Unlike Xiao Huang who gave birth for the first time, Dr. Ding reacted immediately and hurried to the door to shout to the nurse station.

Xiao Huang inside the room was holding an aluminum lunch box in one hand and a spoon in the other. He was very at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Lao Huang was also nervous and put aside the task of feeding his son-in-law. He had experienced this twice and knew what to do immediately after his amniotic water broke.

"No, if you let me take two more bites, I'm afraid I won't have the strength to enter the delivery room~!"

Seeing his father taking away the lunch box in his hand, Xiao Huang was anxious, dug out another spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

Over at the nurse's station, they had long known what was going on here. When Dr. Ding shouted that she was about to give birth, three or four nurses immediately rushed over and helped Xiao Huang to the obstetrics ward downstairs.

Along the way, there was amniotic fluid dripping down the trouser legs. Seeing this scene, the doctor and the patient's family members all took the initiative to lean to both sides and make way for the passage. On Xiao Huang's side, he did not forget this, and took a few more mouthfuls to supplement. physical strength.

All the way to the delivery room, Dr. Ding, who was paying close attention at all times, looked increasingly ugly.

Because there were blood stains on the ground, and the amniotic fluid had obvious red features. Xiao Huang, who was just gulping down food, was obviously in something wrong now, with a pale face and shortness of breath.

"Go directly to the operating room and prepare for rescue."

Seeing that Xiao Huang's neck could no longer support his head, and he was unable to pull him aside, and he looked completely different from before, Doctor Ding's anxious voice was already a little out of tune.

Dad Huang, who had been following behind him, could already see the fear in his eyes.

"Wow~!"

The steamed egg mixed with rice that he had eaten was spit out from his mouth with a sound of vomiting. He could not stand firmly now. If it were not for the support of several nurses, he might have fallen down.

"Is it amniotic fluid embolism?"

Dr. Ding hurriedly helped the pregnant woman to the emergency bed that was delivered. Doctor Ding used a flashlight to illuminate Xiao Huang's pupils. The obstetrician who was pushing the bed beside him had already judged the condition based on these external symptoms. (End of chapter)