ask sword 2

Chapter 28 Dystocia
"It's so late,"

Li Ang frowned, walked to the door, and asked, "Who is it?"

"I'm Lu Yi. My mother and I met with Dr. Li Xiao during the Duanyang Festival."

The young girl outside the door shouted with a crying voice: "Please save my mother!"

"Ok?"

Li Ang looked out through the crack of the door, and in his mind flashed in his mind the mother and daughter whom he had seen on the banks of the Dragon Boat Festival that day and who wanted to buy hairpins. He immediately lifted the door and asked the little girl who was crying outside the door, "What's wrong with your mother? already?"

"My mother, my mother has a difficult childbirth,"

Lu Yi cried and said, "The mother-in-law who delivered the delivery said, "There is no hope."

"How long has it been difficult to give birth?"

Li Ang woke up from the fatigue of reading in an instant, rushed back to the back room, picked up the medicine box containing various chores, and kicked the door at will, "Where is the person?"

“Not far east of the city”

Lu Yi barely stopped crying and ran ahead to lead the way.

Li Ang and Chai Cuiqiao followed behind, passed the Kuangzhou Bridge, burrowed into the alley, wandered around, and came to a secluded courtyard. As soon as they entered the room, they heard the heart-piercing howl of the mother in the room. Voice.

boom!
Li Ang pushed open the door, only to see Lu Yi's mother lying on the bed, sweating from the pain, her knees bent, covered with a cloth, and the old midwife was sitting on the stool at the end of the bed, sweat on her forehead.

Seeing Li Ang rushing in, the old midwife was taken aback, "How can you break in, Xiao Langjun?"

"I'm Li Ang."

Li Ang blocked the old midwife's mouth with a word, and without paying too much attention, he directly squeezed past the other party's position to observe.

"Intrauterine contractions are weak and the fetal head does not descend."

Li Ang's heart sank, and he stood up and asked the old midwife, "When did the mother start giving birth? How long is it now?"

"Seven, no, it's eight hours!"

The old midwife counted her fingers and asked with a pale face, "Is Xiao Lang the little genius doctor who got the recommendation letter from the school?"

"it's me."

Li Ang didn't talk nonsense with her, but glanced at Lu Yi's mother's pale face.

During the eight-hour delivery process, the mother has already lost her strength. Every minute of delay at this time means more danger to the fetus and pregnant mother.

"There has to be a way to get the fetus out."

Li Ang pursed his lips tightly. The best solution at this time was cesarean section, but without anesthesia and disinfection environment, cesarean section was undoubtedly a fantasy.

"Midwifery forceps!"

Li Ang clenched his fist hard and looked at Lu Yi, "Do you have a pen and paper? Hurry up and bring it here, I want a thinner brush."

"Yes, yes."

The pale-faced Lu Yi quickly ran to get the pen and paper. Li Ang picked up the pen and drew three patterns that looked like separate pliers on the paper. They were the front view, left view, and top view of the midwifery forceps.

Next to each figure, specific dimensions and descriptions are marked.

"Wait here, take care of the mother, boil the hot water, I'll be right back!"

Li Ang snorted, took the instructional drawing of the midwifery forceps, and asked Lu Yi, Chai Cuiqiao and the old midwife to take care of the mother, then rushed out the door and went straight to Pu Liuxuan's residence.

Fortunately, the two places were not far apart. Li Ang ran with his legs and slammed on Pu Liuxuan's door breathlessly, "Teacher, teacher, is Senior Brother Cheng here?"

"Sunrise."

Pu Liuxuan yawned and pushed open the door. Seeing Li Ang's anxious expression, he instantly restrained his sleepiness and said solemnly, "What's wrong?"

Li Ang shook the blueprint in his hand and said anxiously, "There is a woman who has a difficult labor and needs Senior Brother Cheng's help to make a midwifery appliance using cast iron techniques."

Pu Liuxuan glanced at the drawings and said very quickly: "Ju Xiu is not here, he found a yard to live in, the third one in the east of Xianjing Street, I don't know if anyone is still there."

"Thank you, teacher."

Li Ang cupped his hands, took the blueprint, turned around and ran to Xianjing Street, looking for the house number, just as he was about to knock on the door, he found that the courtyard door was not closed.

Pushing open the wooden door, Cheng Juxiu was actually sitting in the courtyard, with a solemn expression, with his right hand stretched out, under his palm, the flying sword was floating, and the sword blades on both sides were lingering with blue sword glow.

And confronting Cheng Juxiu was a figure standing on a big branch in the courtyard.

He was wearing a bamboo hat with a black gauze hanging around the hat. He was shrouded in black night clothes. Only the palms holding two long and narrow daggers were exposed, and his face and gender could not be seen clearly.

There was silent fighting intent between the two sides, the dust on the ground was slowly fluttering, and a phototaxis instinctively wanted to pounce on the candle on the stone table beside Cheng Juxiu, but as soon as it crossed the central axis of the confrontation, it was cut into pieces by an invisible force without any waves. The two halves fell to the ground.

Li Ang's sudden intrusion was like a stone smashed into a calm lake, causing ripples.
The two sides silently turned their eyes to him.

Cheng Juxiu squeezed out a smile, "Sunrise is here."

Li Ang pursed his lips slightly, "Senior brother. Are you busy?"

"Ah."

Cheng Juxiu nodded, "The old friend visited. Are you in trouble?"

"There was a woman who had a difficult labor and needed to use cast iron to create forceps to help with childbirth."

Li Ang hesitated: "Senior brother, are you in the way?"

"No problem."

Cheng Juxiu beckoned, summoning the breeze out of thin air, and swept away the blueprint from Li Ang's hand.

Snapped.

Cheng Juxiu pinched the blueprint, glanced at it, ignored the "old friend" who was still standing on the branch, bent down, picked up the iron box on the ground, and frankly took out two silver ingots from the iron box.

As before, turn the button of the iron box, release the flame, and cast the silver ingot,

While casually asking: "Risheng, what are midwifery forceps?"

"An instrument for assisting mothers to deliver babies can solve fetal head dystocia, shorten the second stage of labor, and terminate pregnancy as soon as possible."

Li Ang glanced at the man in black on the branch with unknown enemies and friends, and said solemnly: "Midwifery forceps can clamp the head of the fetus like a pair of pliers, and during the delivery process, it can help the fetus to be delivered by pulling force.

Because the shape of the forceps is curved, it can fit the fetal head, so as long as it is used properly, it will not cause the fetal head to be pulled.

In this way, the probability of survival of the mother and the fetus in the event of a dystocia accident is improved. "

Cheng Juxiu, who was releasing the cast iron technique, said in amazement, "Did you invent it yourself?"

"That's it."

Li Ang replied hesitantly.

In fact, the history of forceps can be traced back to the frescoes of the Ptolemaic Dynasty in 250 BC. The ancient Roman physician Galen also used early forceps, but now is not the time to explain so much.

"Women in the world have difficulty giving birth. I don't know how many mothers unfortunately died on the birth bed. The child's birthday has also become the mother's good day."

Cheng Juxiu said in a serious tone: "If the midwifery forceps are really effective, this one alone will definitely allow you to be admitted to the academy. Kuangzhou and even the prefectures of the Yu country will erect a shrine for you, thank you for your boundless merits. "

"It's good if it works and can save people."

Li Ang shook his head. For some reason, the hostility of the man in black on the branch seemed to have melted away a lot.

(End of this chapter)