Amniotic fluid is the basis for the survival of the fetus. Wen Xinya is currently in the first stage of labor. The birth canal has not yet fully opened, but the water broke prematurely. This situation is very unfavorable for both the mother and the fetus.
Many women have difficulty giving birth and prolonged delivery due to premature rupture of their amniotic fluid, which causes the baby to suffer from hypoxia.
When Wen Xinya realized this, a look of panic appeared on her pale face.
After a brief moment of shock, Si Yiyan quickly arranged for a doctor to come and examine Wen Xinya. The doctor was experienced and was more than capable of handling such emergencies.
"Although premature water breaking is not conducive to childbirth, you don't have to be too nervous. Just wait for the birth and leave the rest to the doctor!"
Then, the doctor gave them some general information about delivery matters after water breaking. Si Yiyan's expression eased a little, and Wen Xinya also calmed down.
Then, the doctor arranged for Wen Xinya to enter the delivery room.
The doctor performed the final prenatal physical examination on Wen Xinya, including blood pressure, pulse, heart rate, fetal heart rate, etc.
Si Yiyan stayed by her side the whole time, wearing a blue sterile suit.
"You shouldn't have gone into the delivery room." Wen Xinya was lying on the operating table with an oxygen tube inserted in her nose.
Since ancient times, the delivery room has been an unclean place for men. It is unlucky for men to set foot in the delivery room, so men are forbidden to enter the delivery room when women are giving birth. Of course, there is another important reason, which is the fear that outsiders may interfere with the doctors and the mothers.
Si Yiyan gently brushed away the messy hair stuck to her cheeks: "The fortune teller said that I have the Samadhi True Fire in my destiny, and there are no taboos."
The little girl's journey from pregnancy to delivery was full of dangers and difficulties. He was very worried that there would be unknown dangers in the upcoming delivery process.
How could he let her face danger alone
"You look handsome in this outfit!"
Wen Xinya smiled softly, looking at him with her dark eyes. The loose sterile gown covered him from head to toe, leaving only a pair of deep black eyes exposed. He was dressed no differently from the other doctors and nurses in the delivery room, but she felt that Si Yiyan stood out among them like this.
Si Yiyan smiled and asked softly, "Are you scared?"
Wen Xinya shook her head: "I'm not afraid."
Because he was by her side, she truly felt fearless at this moment.
Si Yiyan didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.
The girl, who had always been spoiled, became so brave at this moment. Her pale little face showed incomparable determination and a soul-stirring charm.
She is not afraid.
But he was afraid!
He gave her all his calmness, rationality and composure, leaving himself with only uncalmness, irrationality and uneasiness. These emotions gathered together and turned into anxiety and fear.
Wen Xinya met his gaze and asked, "Am I ugly now?"
She began to regret not objecting to him entering the delivery room, allowing him to see her ugliest side.
At this time, she still cares about this. Si Yiyan said helplessly: "No, she is still very beautiful."
Although she looked disheveled and her face was pale and haggard, she had a delicate and frail beauty that made her even more lovable than Ping Jin.
Wen Xinya pouted: "You are coaxing me again!"
However, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
Si Yiyan kissed her forehead with his masked lips: "Lucky kiss!"
lucky kiss.
Wen Xinya laughed.
But soon she couldn't laugh anymore.
After her water broke, the pain in her abdomen eased, but then it started to hurt again, wave after wave, leaving her no chance to breathe. The pain was like an endless ocean that seemed to have no end. Soon the strength she had built up was used up again, and her clothes got wet and then dry, and then dry and then wet again.
She couldn't help screaming and crying: "Ah - it hurts, it hurts..."
Si Yiyan stood in front of the window in the delivery room with his hands folded across his chest, motionless, as if an old monk in meditation. He listened calmly to Xinya's hoarse and hysterical cries in the delivery room, but no one knew how anxious he was in his heart at this moment.
In order to allow her to give birth smoothly and not disturb the doctor, he did not dare to get too close to the operating table and forced himself not to look at her painful appearance.
I worry that I won’t be able to control myself and do something I’ll regret.
It has been three hours since Xinya entered the delivery room, but her cervix is still not dilated enough and there is no sign of labor.
It has been more than ten hours since the onset of the disease.
Her condition was judged to be the type that would result in a less-than-smooth birth.
"An injection of oxytocin..."
She heard vague sounds, and then felt a needle-like pain on the back of her hand. A cold liquid flowed into her blood vessels and flowed throughout her body along with the blood. Then she felt the pain intensify.
"How long will it take for her to go into labor?" It had been twelve hours since Xinya had the attack.
During this period of time, every minute and every second was a physical torture for her and a mental torture for him. Every second was like a sharp knife, cutting his heart hard.
"We have entered the second stage of labor, which will probably take about two hours." During this stage, the labor pains for pregnant women will be more severe, and it is also the most dangerous time.
Two more hours...
Si Yiyan's thin lips tightened.
Wen Xinya's mind was already a mess. She had forgotten all about the matters related to the production process that she had been remembering before, and she kept exerting her strength.
"Ma'am, please don't be nervous. Try to relax your body. When the pain in your abdomen is severe, hold your breath and push down. When the pain in your abdomen is not severe, remember to save your strength."
Wen Xinya had the ginseng slices prepared by Si Yiyan in her mouth. Her consciousness was vague, but she remembered the doctor's words very clearly.
Her hands helplessly grasped the bracelet above her head. With the help of the bracelet, she concentrated all her strength on her waist and abdomen. She repeated this over and over again until she was exhausted. She closed her eyes dazedly and thought, "Let's take a break. After a while, I'll have more strength..."
"Xinya, don't sleep, hold on a little longer, the baby will be out soon..."
In a daze, she seemed to hear Si Yiyan's voice. She nodded randomly, but she had no strength left. Her thoughts gradually became scattered, the pain gradually faded away, and a soft, moving, and heavenly voice that could soothe her soul rang in her ears. Then her arms felt a pain like being pricked by needles. The lights above her head became colorful, and her heavy body became light in an instant. She seemed to have broken free from the shackles of the flesh and became free.
Her breathing began to become difficult, and she kept gasping for breath. Her heart felt like a heavy piece of lead was pressing down on it, and the feeling of suffocation made her extremely frightened...
Her consciousness relaxed, her whole body felt comfortable, and overwhelming darkness invaded her.