The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

Tianjin British Concession, Huishi Hospital.

Zhang Yunhe stood in the corridor outside the delivery room, clasped his hands together, and said brokenly: "Amitabha, Namo Guanyin Bodhisattva, bless Xiaodong with a smooth childbirth, and the safety of mother and child..."

Zhou Hexuan heard the cries of pregnant women inside. Although he was also very anxious, he still couldn't help but want to complain: This is a Christian church hospital. You always pray to Buddha and Bodhisattva, it is better to ask Jesus God to help.

The amniotic fluid broke at ten o'clock in the morning, but it hadn't come out until noon, and it took more than two hours.

Zhang Leyi and Wanrong, who were also guarding outside, had turned pale with fright at this moment, just hearing the screams inside was enough to cast a psychological shadow on them.

"Having a baby is so scary." Wan Rong said with a pale face.

Zhang Leyi didn't want to stay here, she made an excuse and said, "It's already noon, I'll go out and buy some lunch for everyone."

"I'll go too." Wanrong slipped away after finishing speaking.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the door of the delivery room suddenly opened, and the nurse said to Zhou Hexuan: "Mr. Zhou, the fetal position is not correct, and the pregnant woman has dystocia. It is recommended to perform a caesarean section."

Before Zhou Hexuan had time to speak, Zhang Yunhe quickly shook his head: "No, no, I heard that the cesarean section requires an incision, which is very, very dangerous. What if something goes wrong?"

"Let's have a caesarean section." Zhou Hexuan said with a foul breath.

"Absolutely not!" Zhang Yunhe stopped immediately.

The first caesarean section in China was successful as early as the late Qing Dynasty. At that time, the pregnant woman had dystocia for one day and one night, and she had nothing to do before she was sent to the Western Hospital, where she gave birth to her daughter successfully by caesarean section.

However, the mother was infected after the operation, but the family insisted on leaving the hospital. Although there are no follow-up related records, according to the inference of the foreign doctor, the mother may have died.

It has been more than 30 years since the first caesarean section in China, and the medical environment in China is still very bad. According to incomplete statistics, at this time in China, at least 500 pregnant women died of dystocia every day, and giving birth to a child was like walking through the gate of hell.

Even in advanced countries such as the United Kingdom, the United States, and France, the maternal mortality rate is about five per thousand, and the infant mortality rate is about ninety per thousand, while the data in China is three to five times higher.

Why did Zhang Yunhe firmly prevent caesarean section?

It's not just because the concepts are outdated, but also because western medicine is not reliable.

This is an era without penicillin...

Zhou Hexuan comforted her, "Aunt Zhang, listen to me, give birth by caesarean section!"

The nurse brought a contract and said, "Mr. Zhou, please sign it."

The Republic of China also had contracts signed before surgery, but the content was more concise and the tone was more frankly direct.

Zhou Hexuan took over the contract, and saw that it said: Today you (space) are being treated at London Huishi Hospital in Tianjin. Because of (space) disease, I and my relatives are willing to follow the hospital for surgical treatment. If there is an accident, life-threatening or death, etc., it will have nothing to do with the doctors who perform the operation in your hospital at that time, and it is true. I (signature), relatives (signature).

This is not like a pre-operative contract, but more like a life and death situation. Without any redundant vocabulary, it goes straight to the topic, which makes people angry and helpless.

Even according to the content of the contract, even if there is a medical accident, the hospital is not responsible for the death of the patient due to the negligence of doctors or nurses.

Overlord Clause!

Zhou Hexuan had to sign. Under such circumstances, it is impossible to change doctors and hospitals, right?

The nurse went into the ward with the contract again and asked Meng Xiaodong, who was struggling and screaming, to sign it.

"ah!"

Meng Xiaodong was sweating profusely, holding the pen before signing, suddenly hissed in pain.

"The feet come out first, hurry, hurry! Prevent the fetus from suffocating!" shouted the doctor who delivered the baby.

More than twenty minutes later, the baby's cry suddenly sounded in the delivery room.

"Woo~ wow wow..."

Zhang Yunhe's whole body went limp and almost fell down, he clasped his palms together and said happily, "Bodhisattva bless you, Bodhisattva bless you!"

Zhang Leyi and Wanrong happened to be with the servants and came back with lunch.

Hearing the crying, Wanrong asked happily: "Did Xiaodong give birth? A boy or a girl?"

Zhang Leyi's expression was a bit complicated. Although she got along well with Meng Xiaodong, it would be too false to say that they are as close as sisters. What's more, now Meng Xiaodong gave birth to her husband's first child before her.

The door of the delivery room opened, and the nurse smiled and said, "Congratulations Mr. Zhou, mother and daughter are safe."

"Thank you." Zhou Hexuan personally handed over the red envelope.

Zhang Yunhe seemed quite disappointed, and muttered to himself: "Daughter, it's nice to be a boy."

Zhou Hexuan gave red envelopes to the doctors and nurses, or "tips" to be precise, before walking to the delivery bed and holding Meng Xiaodong's hand: "Xiaodong, thank you for your hard work!"

Meng Xiaodong's sweaty hair stuck to his face, his complexion was pale, and he smiled weakly: "Brother Xuan, I thought I would never see you again, I was so scared just now."

"It's okay, everything is over." Zhou Hexuan comforted.

Not long after, Wanrong suddenly yelled outside: "Oh, why do you look so ugly?"

Zhang Yunhe embraced the granddaughter who had just been washed, and said happily: "Children, they are always like this when they are born, and they grow slowly."

Zhang Leyi looked at the baby girl in her infancy, and suddenly felt envious, and silently stepped aside without speaking.

Wanrong didn't think so much, she begged to take the child over, shook her gently and said, "What should I call it?"

"The name is so old-fashioned," Zhang Yunhe said with a smile, and she suddenly said to her daughter, "Xiaodong, please give the child a nickname."

Meng Xiaodong asked Wanrong to bring the child over. She looked at the ugly little face with a gentle motherly smile on her lips. She looked up after a while and said, "How about calling it ugly?"

Zhou Hexuan sweated furiously: "How can there be a girl named this?"

Meng Xiaodong said: "The cheap name is easy to support, and I will choose a good name when the full moon is full."

"It's up to you." Zhou Hexuan couldn't help but feel aggrieved for his newborn daughter.

"Ugly, ugly," Meng Xiaodong called a few times, "You little bastard exhausted my mother."

The birth of a new life has made the family lively, but there are also various headaches.

Zhou Hexuan had some unpleasant quarrels with Zhang Yunhe because of confinement.

In Zhou Hexuan's view, confinement is appropriate and can help mothers maintain and recover. But if the doors and windows are closed and there is no ventilation, and if you don't take a shower for a month, it will be too outrageous.

How many germs are there to breed!

In the end, Zhou Hexuan invited Mr. Ding Guorui, and with the help of this old Chinese doctor, he finally persuaded Zhang Yunhe.

As time passed day by day, Chou'er's little face gradually opened up, becoming more and more lovely, and now it was even more painful, and she had become a baby cared for by the whole family.

Even Zhang Leyi let go of her small thoughts and often hugged the child to amuse her.