Xie Wanying thought of some words that might console Bed Number Three and shared her own experience: "When my mom was having my brother, her situation was quite similar to yours. My dad was a driver, driving long-distance trips, and it would take him two days to get back to accompany my mom, but he couldnât make it in time. Only I accompanied my mom to the hospital. The other elders in the family couldnât come for various reasons. My mom walked alone around the labor bed, in pain, breathing heavily and unable to stand upright. I was very young at the time, watching helplessly and afraid."
The people around listened to her childhood story.
Geng Yongzhe lowered his head, his eyebrows tightly furrowed. Clearly, he was reminded of his own childhood memories. For many children from poor families, accompanying their mother alone to give birth is something inevitably experienced. Because of this, he furrowed his brows and looked back at Xie Wanyingâs face, wondering about the feelings she had while sharing such a story with a patient.
Revealing oneâs scars to comfort a patient, to be honest, he found it difficult for himself to do. How could she manage to do it?
She wasnât intentionally using her own wounds to comfort others; she just thought that if saving someone was possible, any method should be used without overthinking. Otherwise, how could she be known as single-minded?
"Thisâ" After listening to Xie Wanyingâs story, Bed Number Three realized her birthing conditions were not too bad compared to other mothers. With this realization, why lament?
"My momâs situation definitely wasnât unique to her." Xie Wanying assured the other person, considering that todayâs Bed No. 6 was even worse, "I didnât understand why my mom and dad fought so hard yet insisted on having my brother. Now, I get itâmy mom simply loved children. Women have children not for men but for themselves. Even if the husband is there, he can only feel sorry for you. Labor pains are very painful, but no one can replace you. All great mothers go through this pain out of love for their children, not for anything else. Maybe Iâm speaking directly. If your husband were here, weâd surely have him come in to comfort you. But since heâs not, only you, as the mother, can protect your child if you love them. Moreover, even if your husband were a doctor, he could only sit outside waiting for the outcome."
The young female doctor in front of her spoke every word with truth. She had been avoiding the situation by seeking her husband, but in fact, it was futile. Bed Number Threeâs expression changed, and she asked, "Doctor, what is your name?"
"My last name is Xie."
"Dr. Xie, I will remember what you said today."
"You donât need to mention it."
"Can I borrow your handkerchief for now? It really looks like my husbandâs handkerchief."
Senior Cao is a good doctor and surely wonât mind. Xie Wanying nodded. Having comforted Bed Number Three, she put her hand back into the pocket of her white coat to feel her phone. Naturally, she thought about whether to call Senior Cao to help Bed No. 4.
Officially inviting a hospital for an emergency consultation requires a process and takes time. Clinical teachers considered this, so they let family members contact the hospital themselves to expedite the patientâs transfer for treatment.
Doctor Zheng came out of the operating room and waved to the two students: "Come over here."
They walked quickly towards him, listening to the teacher announce new tasks.
"It has been confirmed that the patient needs to be transferred immediately to Fang Ze Hospitalâs Neurosurgery department post C-section."
Fang Ze Neurosurgery. Xie Wanying and Student Geng gasped inwardly. The family connections sure are strong.