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Amniotic fluid embolism.

In layman's terms, it means that the amniotic fluid in the belly of a pregnant woman mixes into the blood circulation system of the mother's body, and "dirty" things enter the blood vessels. Once the blood vessels themselves are narrow, they become blocked...

When pregnant women give birth, what they fear most is this disease. It comes and goes away suddenly, and people leave without knowing it. It is very dangerous.

As a father of two children, how could he not understand what the doctor called "amniotic fluid embolism"? No matter how he thought, he would never have imagined that this disease would affect his daughter.

It was a sunny noon, and even though the corridor was filled with noon light, Huang Baiquan felt his hands and feet were cold, and his vision was gray.

"duang~!"

The lunch box he was holding in his hand fell to the ground with a sound, including the spoon that his daughter was grabbing for the last two bites, also fell to the ground with his right hand. At this moment, Lao Huang felt that the sky had really fallen.

His face was full of anxiety and panic, and his eyes kept glancing around, as if looking for some kind of answer, but felt helpless.

It doesn't matter if he holds a high position, no matter how expressive his emotions or anger are, and facing the torrent of serious illness, he is still an old father after all.

The son-in-law was shot in the front foot, which has caused the family to be shaken by the storm. Now his daughter was pushed directly from the delivery room to the operating room. The flashing "red light" made Huang almost unable to control his emotions.

"Let it go, let it go~!"

One after another, doctors ran toward the operating room, bumped into the middle-aged man, and quickly pushed him aside, and then disappeared behind the door one by one.

Lao Huang grabbed the window sill with both hands and pressed his back against the wall, trying not to let himself slide down. He kept his eyes fixed on the door of the operating room, recalling Yaqin's childhood.

It was so long ago that his memory was even blurry. He saw his daughter's birth for the first time and how he felt when he became a father.

"Crash~!"

Another group of doctors rushed in from other departments, but no one had time to care about the old father beside them. They didn't even have time to take a look. It seemed that there was a disease in the hospital that made all the doctors helpless. All the doctors put on armor and went into battle to fight for the last glimmer of life.

"The heart rhythm has become abnormal and the blood pressure has dropped~!"

The operating room has become a battlefield at this time. The doctors and nurses are extremely nervous. Everyone has used what they have learned in their lives and devoted themselves to this battle without gunpowder.

If there was a monitor at this time, the screen would have started to fluctuate at a high frequency, but it didn't happen now. Everything was judged by the doctors and nurses at the bedside based on the instruments.

Huang Yaqin's eyes were closed tightly, and her lips were unusually purple. She was coughing unconsciously, and she was obviously in a coma.

The bed under the emergency bed was in a mess, with amniotic fluid and blood dyeing the white sheets into messy colors.

"Respiratory failure~!"

"Give her oxygen~!"

Facing each problem, Ding Qiunan subconsciously solved it according to the textbook. However, she could still feel that one life was passing away before her eyes, no, two.

A pregnant woman who was having constant cramps felt a little better after inserting a nasal cannula into her nose.

Looking at her rapidly deflating belly, she was now faced with the historic dilemma of whether to save the mother or the child first.

If the amniotic fluid is gone, the fetus will be prone to hypoxia and will not survive long. In addition, the mother is now suffering from amniotic fluid embolism. If the baby is not born as soon as possible, as the mother's blood pressure decreases, the death of the fetus is almost certain.

"The heart rate dropped to 35!"

"The mother has type O blood, and the blood bank has adjusted the blood!" "Under anesthesia, prepare for cesarean section!"

Seeing that the mother's cramps were relieved, the obstetrician quickly took a look at the physical condition and immediately issued an operation order.

The mother has entered a state of shock and is bleeding profusely from her lower body. If she does not give birth, both of them may die. Obstetrics is sometimes difficult, and the first choice must be to protect the mother.

But the current situation is that when both of them may die, the only choice is to choose the one with a higher probability of survival.

1:36.

After the fetus was taken out of the uterus and the umbilical cord was cut, the doctor unceremoniously lifted the calf and slapped the butt several times.

It wasn't until she cried out "Wow" that she handed it over to the nurse on the side, turned around and immediately jumped into the rescue operation.

"Check intrauterine bleeding points, 1 unit of epinephrine!"

At this time, on the operating table, the little girl, who was almost 1.5 meters tall, had several tubes inserted all over her body, including intravenous blood transfusions, fluid rehydration, and even the trachea was urgently intubated.

Time, which is life, is vividly displayed at this moment, accompanied by the "wow" cry of the fetus.

Outside the operating room, Lao Huang held a cigarette in his right hand and lowered his head. As his right hand trembled subconsciously, the cigarette ashes fell to the ground.

Whether it was spit out or the steamed egg mixed with rice that splashed on the ground after the lunch box fell, it had been cleaned up by the cleaners. Even the cigarette in Lao Huang's hand was given by others.

"Commissioner Huang, a cesarean section was performed inside and the fetus was rescued. It is a girl, but your daughter's condition is not optimistic and is still being rescued!"

The door of the operating room was pushed open. Dean Hong, who had already heard the news and rushed over, frowned and announced this, not knowing whether it was good news or bad news.

Dean Hong really had a headache at this time. His son-in-law was still lying in the hospital, and his daughter's life and death were unknown. He was also a father. If the bad news about his children kept coming one after another like this, not to mention Lao Huang, what would he do? He, he can't stand it.

The cigarette butts in his hands were thrown to the ground, and Lao Huang covered his face with his hands. He never thought that such a disease would happen to his own children. Anxiety and helplessness surged into his heart like a tide. Now, he just wanted to see With my daughter in my arms, I was able to walk out of the operating room.

"Dean Hong, save her, we must save her!"

Lao Huang's choking voice came from under his palm. Even the good news of the child's birth could not resist the fear in his heart at this time.

"Everyone in the hospital who can come has come. The blood station has transferred all the O-type blood in the bank. I am also a father and I have a daughter. I understand you!"

Patting the mother's father on the shoulder, Dean Hong sighed and shook his head helplessly.

It’s really hard to imagine what it would be like if the son-in-law left, then the daughter left, and this white-haired man sent two black-haired men away one after another.

At 2:06 p.m., Dean Hong personally held the newborn child and delivered it to Huang Baiquan.

At 6:48, Dr. Ding walked out of the operating room, holding his elbow weakly.

At 7:24, the red light outside the operating room door went out. The little girl who was not tall, liked to eat snacks, and had two long braids was pushed out from the operating table, covered with a white sheet. Her father was in pain. Amid wailing, he was pushed to the first floor underground.

At 7:50, the baby, who was crying loudly at the same time as his grandfather, was sent back to the ICU No. 9.

Miraculously, when he was placed next to the pillow of the hospital bed, the baby who was still crying just now sniffed, as if smelling a familiar smell, and gradually stopped crying.

It is inevitable that there will be regrets in life. Unfortunately, Xiao Huang, the poor mother, still did not have time to take a look at her baby. (End of chapter)