Chapter 775

"Shun..." Munce repeated.

He and Peng ye had known about spontaneous labor and caesarean section before. If Peng Ye was ten years younger, there would be no problem with spontaneous labor, but because of her age, they didn't consider letting Peng ye have a spontaneous labor.

Meng si used to be in charge of the whole sichen media in an orderly manner, which is enough to prove that he is a very capable and independent person. However, the word "natural birth" of the obstetrician and gynecologist knocked Meng Si out. He didn't know how to choose.

Peng Ye's low moaning of pain has not stopped, but the frequency is faster and faster.

"Shun, I want Shun." Peng Ye couldn't help it. She wanted to have a baby quickly and end all this. It was too painful. She said in her book that it was really painful to have a child, but it didn't hurt so much. Shuya didn't say it was so painful to have a child. The doctor she consulted didn't say it was so painful. All those who had had children didn't tell her it was so painful. Peng Ye blames himself in his heart. It must be because there is no taboo.

In fact, what she doesn't know is that everyone hurts, but everyone didn't tell her. When she finished giving birth this time, a pregnant woman asked her if it hurts to have a child. She will also say that it doesn't hurt to have a child. It hurts at most.

Meng Si was stunned. "Are you sure?" Meng si still wanted Peng ye to think about it, but Peng Ye didn't think about it at this time. She felt that she was going to die. She would die if she stayed here for another minute. She couldn't imagine waiting here for ten minutes.

When the director of Obstetrics and Gynecology heard that Peng Ye agreed to spontaneous labor, he calmly said, "if you agree to spontaneous labor, the family members will sign on this." He took a folder from the nurse next to him and handed it to Meng Si.

Meng Si probably glanced at the words on the top of his eyes and pulled out the corner of his eyes. He didn't know how to drop the pen in his hand.

The director smiled. "Don't be nervous. You have to sign something similar whether it's a caesarean section or a natural birth. It's okay."

"Sign, sign." Peng Ye squeezed out a few words with his teeth in pain. He wanted to sign it himself.

Meng Si took a breath and quickly wrote his name in the column signed by his family.

"Prepare to enter the delivery room."

As soon as Meng sigang finished signing, the obstetrician took away the folder and handed it to the doctor next to him. His expression was serious. Just now, the obstetrician director, who was sometimes smiling and sometimes gentle, immediately entered the working state.

Immediately, the two nurses pushed Peng Ye's operating car in the other direction.

"Mr. Meng, you can follow."

Meng Si only felt his hands were empty and still kept the gesture when signing the folder. At the moment, he was called by the obstetric director and hurried into the elevator with the operating bed.

Although Shuya is also a pregnant woman, she forgot that she had a big stomach and walked fast with the operating car.

The nurse next to her has long recognized that Shuya, the big star, is jogging with her. Just now, she doesn't happen to meet on the road, but works in the hospital. Even if the nurse wants to take care of Shuya and push the operating bed slowly, the maternal is more important. She can only keep reminding Shuya to be careful and walk slowly.

Until the door of the delivery room, Meng Si followed her in, and Shuya was blocked outside the door.

Only one immediate family member can enter the delivery room together, and the door of the delivery room closes automatically.

Shuya stood at the door alone. This was not the first time she was at the door of the delivery room, but the first time she was inside, and the second time she was outside.

The original mood was quite different.

Although she was very nervous in the delivery room, what she thought was that a family would appear soon, a lovely little family, and she didn't know it was a boy or girl. She felt that the whole process was full of surprises. Although the pain was also very painful, although she also suffered the same pain as Peng ye, she was happy and full of expectation.

But now, standing outside the delivery room, watching the door of the delivery room being closed slowly, Shuya's heart hung in her throat and was in a state of confusion. She knows that the possibility of accidents is not very high. Now medicine is very developed. Unlike in the past, having a child is like walking through hell, but she doesn't know why. Maybe it's because Peng Ye was sent by ambulance. Shuya's heart has been unable to calm down.

Pacing back and forth worried.

The little nurse working at the door of the delivery room quietly went to Shuya, moved her a comfortable chair and put a waist pillow on her, "teacher Shuya, you can sit in this chair more comfortable."

Seeing Shuya walking around, the little nurse thought she was uncomfortable with the plastic chair for her family outside the delivery room, so she specially brought a chair in the office for her.

The next chair is really cold and hard, but Shuya doesn't sit because she's uncomfortable, but because she can't sit still.

"How's it going!" After a burst of rapid footsteps, Han Mo stood behind Shuya.

Until hearing Han Mo's voice, Shuya's hanging heart calmed down a little. Shuya turned around and leaned in his arms when she saw Han Mo's moment.

"I won't let her eat hot pot. I have to eat it, but also eat hot food..." Shu Ya was worried, anxious and distressed. When she saw Han Mo, she vented and cried.

Han Mo gently stroked Shuya's back with one hand and comforted her. "It's okay. It's just early. It's good to see their cookies earlier. Don't worry."

Han Mo holds Shuya down by the chair and holds her hand.

In the delivery room

Peng Ye was put on the bed. The doctor quickly inserted the infusion needle into the back of her hand. Now Peng Ye doesn't care about anything. He just wants to give birth to the child quickly.

Meng Si always held Peng Ye's hand tightly and looked at her pain. He wanted to apply the pain to himself, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't help.

Meng Si could only whisper her name in Peng Ye's ear, "Peng ye, Peng ye..."

The midwife is an old lady of nearly 60. According to the director of Obstetrics and Gynecology, this is the most experienced midwife in their hospital.

The old lady, with short hair, was not tall and slightly fat. She glanced at her eyes and squatted in Peng Ye's ear, whispering that Meng Siba smashed her mouth.

"Family members, please comfort me and cheer for the pregnant woman."

The midwife has been telling Peng Ye how to breathe and how to work hard. But Peng Ye was too painful. The whole person was in a state of panic. He couldn't do it at all. He just followed the midwife a few times and was in a mess again.

Meng Si knew that this would not work. Let alone whether Peng ye would have no strength, even if it kept hurting, people would not be able to stand it.

Meng Si calmed down, took a deep breath, and began to breathe luck with the rhythm of the midwife. He raised the volume slightly, "now, Peng ye, listen to me. Follow my rhythm, exhale... Inhale... Exhale... Inhale..."

Peng Ye kept looking at the ceiling and breathing disorderly. Although she didn't look at Meng Si, she could hear Meng Si's firm voice echoing in her ears and maintaining a stable rhythm.

Peng Ye's hand was still tightly held by Meng Si. She felt the strength of Meng Si's fingertips.

Peng ye took a deep breath, then spit it out, take a deep breath again, spit it out again.

The midwife found that with Meng Si's help, Peng Ye's breathing had become uniform, and quickly said, "OK, just keep this breathing rhythm, and then follow me hard."