Xi Yue didn't hesitate at all. He didn't even have time to wipe his hands and take over the child.

Slowly gather the subtle water power in your hands and start to press on the child's heart.

The child is too young and fragile to use the silver needle. She can only use the method of heart massage, hoping that he can ease his breath.

After pressing for about a minute, the child's legs and feet suddenly bounced, making a cry.

The cry was so loud that it didn't look like a new baby at all.

The whole operating room was filled with excitement and joy. Bai Yingfan, who suddenly became a father, was at a loss.

Even Lin Peiyun, who was in a coma, woke up and choked: "my child, I heard the cry of the child, is my child still alive?"

Bai Yingfan hurriedly carries the child to Lin Peiyun, the mute voice way: "Yun son you see, this is our child, he survived, and very healthy."

Lin Peiyun looked at the child's eyes full of tenderness and joy, reaching out to touch the child's tender face.

But all of a sudden, her face turned white, and the whole person was in a coma again, and a lot of blood began to flood out under her.

The whole operating room was in a panic. The only one who was calm was Xi Yue.

When she diagnosed Lin Peiyun, she had predicted the possible result.

Dozens of silver needles rushed into Lin Peiyun's major acupoints. Although she couldn't get out of danger, the blood stopped temporarily.

Xi Yue looked at Wu Shuqin and said in a deep voice, "hang up the prepared blood bag and start to transfuse the patient."

Wu Shuqin is the wife of an Lingyuan and a second-class doctor. Before entering the operating room, Xi Yue once explained the process and method of blood transfusion to her.

At this time, she suddenly regained her mind, and quickly hung up the prepared blood bags, and input them into Lin Peiyun's body through the cortical tubules.

With the blood entering the body, Lin Peiyun's pale and blue face gradually improved.

Wu Shuqin said happily: "blood transfusion is useful, really useful! The white lady's face is better! "

Xi Yue's eyes returned to Lin Peiyun's unstitched blade. The bleeding was caused by the laceration of the placenta. She had to sew up the wound first.

"The crystal is not bright enough." Xi Yue frowned.

Bai Yingfan's reaction was very fast. She quickly took a few pieces of crystal stones and didn't need a shelf. She raised them directly with her hands.

Xi Yue didn't take care of him either. His movements were very fast. He began to find the wound and sew it up one by one with special catgut thread.

With the suture and hemostasis of the wound, plus the blood transfusion supplement, Lin Peiyun's face became more and more ruddy, and her breathing became stable and compact.

When Xi Yue sewed up the skin, cut the last knot, and then loosened the airway: "the suture is over, and the caesarean section is a success."

The people in the operating room breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words, and their faces brightened.

At this moment, everyone including Bai Yingfan looked at Xi Yue with adoration and awe.

This is a young man with uncanny skills. This is a young man who can fight for life with the king of hell. They have never seen such a doctor before.

"Doctor Xi, my wife Is yun'er really OK? " Bai Yingfan gently stroked his wife's rosy cheek, hoping to look at Xi Yue with joy, and asked carefully.