CHAPTER 382: CHAPTER 382 DEAD

Tang Chuxia swore that she never wanted to see this scene again in her lifetime.

But she wasn’t given the chance to avoid it, as Mrs. Gu called out to her, "Move the tray over here!"

Tang Chuxia hurriedly passed the tray over, but Mrs. Gu didn’t have time to attend to her because she was busy getting the baby out of the mother’s stomach.

Tang Chuxia clearly saw Mrs. Gu gripping the infant’s neck with one hand, while the other hand reached into the mother’s stomach to drag the child out; then, without regard for the blood and filth on the baby, she placed the newborn on the padding of the tray to start cleaning.

"Xiaxia, help clean up!"

Mrs. Gu couldn’t attend to the baby as she had to deal with the mother’s wound, and at this time, a nurse took over, beginning to clean the baby’s blood, amniotic fluid, and vernix.

This was the first time Tang Chuxia had seen a child born via cesarean section, and it was not something ordinary people could withstand.

The baby’s condition was already very poor, its face was suffocatingly purple. Had the baby not been in a bad state, there would not have been a need for a cesarean section.

The experienced nurse finished clearing some obstructions from the baby’s oral cavity, then began to hold the child upside down and pat him.

But the child wouldn’t cry, which made the nurse and the doctor anxious as they started checking repeatedly; no matter how they tapped the baby’s soles, the infant didn’t make a sound.

If it went on too long, there was a high risk of suffocation and death.

It was still Tang Chuxia who suggested stimulating an acupuncture point.

She used a silver needle to prick the little one’s sole, a bead of blood appeared, and perhaps finally receiving the signal, the baby cried out with a "waah."

Though the voice wasn’t very loud, at least it made a sound.

At this point, there was time to clean the baby’s blood.

"Can you give the little one a wash?"

The nurse asked Tang Chuxia, who shook her head like a rattle-drum.

She didn’t think she could handle cleaning the baby’s blood; if it were a child, she wouldn’t be so scared, but she didn’t dare touch an infant because they’re so fragile.

The nurse smiled, "You’re just not used to it; actually, it’s quite simple."

Beside them was warm water prepared, just around thirty-eight degrees, just slightly hot. With a special small towel, the nurse began to clean the baby’s body, ensuring there were no bloodstains to frighten the parents.

But the baby’s face and body were covered in a thick layer of vernix; there was no good way to clean it, they could only wipe and hope it came off. If it didn’t, they would have to wait for it to naturally peel off.

During this process, of course, the umbilical cord had been taken care of.

Watching the little one being wrapped in a small blanket, Tang Chuxia turned to see how Mrs. Gu was doing.

Mrs. Gu was actually removing the placenta from the mother’s stomach by hand.

At this point, it had to be said that the damage of cesarean section on the mother’s body was unimaginable.

Not to mention leaving a huge scar on the abdomen, the process of surgery, although Mrs. Gu tried to minimize harm, was so rudimentary and crude in the methods she learned.

Tang Chuxia couldn’t help but feel that the conditions for surgery in this era, and the number of cases, were too few. Even if cesarean sections were performed, vertical incisions were more common than horizontal ones.

She wondered whether women could accept such a large scar on their abdomen in the future.

Not to mention them, even Tang Chuxia found it somewhat hard to accept.

Not letting her dwell, Mrs. Gu asked Tang Chuxia to help with the needling. The mother’s condition wasn’t good, and she needed someone to monitor the blood flow; if there was major bleeding, the mother couldn’t be saved!

Tang Chuxia’s understanding of severe bleeding came from her past life; it seemed such things were not so easy to happen.

She was about to speak when the nurse, holding the little one, gave the mother a glimpse, "Look, your family has a boy!"

They were still encouraging the mother to hold on, then Tang Chuxia heard the mother coughing.

She was wondering if she was too excited?

Why had she started coughing?

She looked towards Mrs. Gu subconsciously.

And Mrs. Gu’s face had drastically changed at that moment.

She immediately shouted at Tang Chuxia, "Is there any way to stop her from coughing?"

Tang Chuxia was stunned; she really couldn’t do it!

Seeing that Tang Chuxia was really not skilled in this, Mrs. Gu quickly ordered the other nurses to go call for help, it would be best to bring Elder Huang and the doctor over!

Sweat beads continued to emerge from Mrs. Gu’s forehead which Tang Chuxia could clearly see.

"Aunt Hong, what’s wrong?"

Aunt Hong, busy with her hands, didn’t even have the time to wipe away her sweat, her voice full of urgency, "She can’t continue to cough!"

Tang Chuxia didn’t understand, and Aunt Hong couldn’t explain the situation clearly, but she knew that during a cesarean section, the last thing they wanted was for the mother to cough.

Once the coughing started, she might be gone.

Mrs. Gu had assisted in many deliveries, but she had only encountered this situation three times, and not once had a mother survived.

She wanted to save the mother.

But she realized it was hopeless, even with Tang Chuxia there, it was useless.

Outside the delivery room, the nurses ran frantically. Among so many people, they could quickly sort through the crowd and summon the required doctors.

But with so many doctors in the delivery room, there was still no good solution.

Every possible intervention had been tried, but the mother began to bleed heavily.

Mrs. Gu was about to give up; she knew she had failed again.

Tang Chuxia wanted to comfort Mrs. Gu but didn’t know what to say.

She also had no solution for this situation.

She watched, wide-eyed, as the mother caught a glimpse of her child, then convulsed as if in an epileptic seizure. Many people tried to hold her down, but there was no use; in the end, she was gone.

Mrs. Gu, covered in blood, still insisted on suturing the incision and tidying up the mother’s appearance before she slumped out of the room.

Tang Chuxia, fearing Mrs. Gu couldn’t bear it, quickly supported her.

"Xiaxia, remember, doctors are not omnipotent!"

Tang Chuxia nodded her head; she had been very proud recently, as all the patients treated by her had benefited, but after experiencing such a life and death situation, she realized how shallow her previous pride was.

"Aunt Hong, one must do their best and leave the rest to fate. You did everything you could! It’s not your fault!"

Despite saying so, Mrs. Gu was still filled with self-reproach. She had barely stepped out of the delivery room when the family of the patient surrounded her, screaming and wailing, but they didn’t attack her, because Tang Chuxia had separated the distraught family members.

"Aren’t you all being too much? The doctor tried her best to save lives; she wouldn’t give up if there was even a sliver of chance. The outcome may not be good, but the doctors have a clear conscience!"

Tang Chuxia didn’t say that if not for Mrs. Gu, there might have been two deaths instead of one, as she knew quite well that the pain of losing a loved one could drive the family insane.

"My daughter, oh my daughter!"

An old woman knelt on the ground, muttering to herself. She didn’t go mad and push at Mrs. Gu, but rather stared blankly at the wheeled out bed.

"Before she passed away, she said the child’s name was Kai Xin!"