Several times in dreams

Chapter 133
Meng Wanying looked at Zhang Chunshan who had just entered the room, "Come here, Xiao Zhang! Stand on the kang, hurry up!"

Zhang Chunshan didn't know what to do, so he quickly took off his shoes and got on the kang, "You are tall, lift Yuhui up from the creaking nest, let her feet off the ground, and then bump up a few times, this will help the baby to give birth quickly!"

Meng Wanying saw her mother-in-law Jiang teach it with her own eyes. When Zheng Xizi was giving birth to a student, she was stuck and couldn't give birth. The situation was critical. , Xuemin fell down smoothly, and the mother and child were safe.

Zhang Chunshan hurriedly followed what his mother-in-law said, and lifted Yuhui up and bumped a few times. Yuhui was so painful and tired that she had no strength left. A burst of tearing pain passed, and a baby girl was delivered smoothly, and Yuhui was born!

"Wow wow wow!" The girl cried loudly, scratching around with her chubby little hands, as if she couldn't wait to come to the world.

"It's down, it's down!" Xiao Lu's tears of joy fell down, she took care of the umbilical cord, wrapped the fat little girl in a small quilt, and handed it to Meng Wanying.

Meng Wanying hugged the child, wiped away her tears, she became a grandma herself, this is Yuhui's child born through hard work, Meng Wanying couldn't get enough of it.

"Aunt Meng, come over and take a look. Sister Yuhui's placenta seems to be a little small. Could it be that it hasn't come off completely?" Xiao Lu didn't dare to make a conclusion, so she had to ask Meng Wanying for advice because of her lack of experience.

"I don't understand either. I haven't seen this much before." Meng Wanying didn't know the size of the placenta. "Is it different for everyone?"

"That's also possible. I'll ask Dr. Zhang later when he comes back." Xiao Lu helped Yuhui take care of the placenta, and Zhang Chunshan sent her back to the clinic.

Meng Wanying's mother and daughter looked at the infant child and smiled comfortably.

"Hui'er, it's a good thing you're in good health, and you're pretty normal in every way. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, you don't have a car to go to the hospital in this weather, so what's the matter?"

Meng Wanying clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and prayed.

Yuhui couldn't help laughing, "What time is it? Mom, you still believe this! This is the result of my usual exercise. Do you think my basketball was for nothing?"

"Yes, yes, exercising is very important, and it is true that you are blessed with great fortune. Maybe your father is protecting you in heaven." After Meng Wanying finished speaking, she closed her eyes and muttered. Report to dad.

For the next two days, the whole family was immersed in the joy of welcoming the little life. The young couple named the daughter Zhang Xueqing, nicknamed Ruirui, because the next day the snow cleared and the phone line was connected.

Zhang Ruimin and his wife are going to visit their granddaughter today, Wen Lan and Jiang Shi are also going to visit Yuhui, especially Jiang Shi, whose four generations are living together at the age of 70, and they can't wait to fly here as soon as they get the news.

Early in the morning, Meng Wanying was busy making chicken soup for Yuhui, cooking millet porridge, and preparing meals for the whole family. Although she was tired, she was very happy.

"Mom! Yuhui has a fever!" Zhang Chunshan panicked and ran from the back room to the kitchen.

"Have a fever? How could you have a fever?" Meng Wanying put down her work, went to the back room, and touched Yuhui's head. It was terribly hot.

"Hurry up and find Dr. Zhang!" Meng Wanying remembered what Xiao Lu said about the placenta, and she was so happy to visit her for the past two days that she forgot about it.

When Zhang Chunshan called Dr. Zhang, Zhang Ruimin and his wife brought Wenlan and Jiang along in a car. They heard that Yuhui had a high fever, and the whole family was in a hurry.

"Take it to the hospital quickly! Maternal fever is not a trivial matter!" Gong Jixiang used to be the head nurse of the hospital, so he was somewhat experienced.

Dr. Zhang checked the placenta. It has been three days. It was placed in a fuzzy mass in the stove. It is difficult to judge, but experience told him that it should be due to incomplete exfoliation of the placenta. The fever is due to the rotten and inflamed remaining placenta in the abdomen.

Without further ado, Zhang Ruimin asked the driver to take Gong Jixiang and Meng Wanying, and Yuhui, who was burning in a daze, to the hospital. Wenlan and Jiang stayed to take care of Ruirui, and he and Zhang Chunshan took another car and then rushed to the hospital. Hospital.

After all, he was a seasoned veteran. Once everything was arranged, everything was in order. In a blink of an eye, there were only Wenlan mother and daughter left in the family. The Jiang family had brought up several grandchildren. Without milk, boiled rice milk can feed the children.

Wenlan hugged Ruirui, the poor little guy, who was gnawing on his thumb so hungry, his mother was admitted to the hospital before he even drank a sip of milk.

Yuhui was admitted to the critical ward. In Nuoda's field hospital, Li Juan, director of the gynecology department, frowned. Yuhui was not the first woman to suffer from the disease.

It has been more than ten years since the establishment of the hospital, but all the mothers who suffered from inflammation and high fever caused by incomplete detachment of the placenta have all died.

Although it was delivered in time, after all, it was the third day after giving birth. Li Juan used all the best anti-inflammatory drugs in the hospital, and was going to perform an emergency operation for Yuhui. .

Meng Wanying sat dryly outside the operating room. From the time she came to the hospital to when Yu Hui was sent to the operating room, she never said a word. Just like that, she stared at the door of the operating room for only a few hours. The son is ten years old.

Gong Jixiang was sitting next to Meng Wanying. She understood Meng Wanying's mood at the moment. When she was 12 years old, she had such eyes.

In a famine, his father, brothers and sisters all died of starvation and disease, leaving only Gong Jixiang and his mother who was about to give birth.

That night, Gong Jixiang spent the night amidst her mother's groans and lightning and thunder. She stared at her mother tightly, daring not to close her eyes all night, as if something unpredictable would take the last relative away. .

At dawn, after the rain, the mother and the child still left together. Gong Jixiang guarded the mother's body for three days and three nights, and finally she was the only one left in the world.

Since then, she has been begging alone in the streets, and if anyone dares to bully her, she will pounce on her like a crazy little beast. No one dares to fight her desperately.

Later, she left her hometown and traveled all over the country until she joined the revolution. She was the least afraid of death on the battlefield. When she became a health worker, she rushed to the forefront to rescue the wounded. As long as she could save them, she didn't think about her own safety at all. , What she thought of was not to let the mothers of the world lose their children.

Later she met Zhang Ruimin, this majestic, eloquent young general, who took her heart deeply. Only in front of him can she feel safe, and under his wings, she will slowly put away her full strength. body thorns.

It's a pity that the habits of many years have been like a shadow. I don't know when her sensitivity became domineering, her refusal to admit defeat became arrogant, and she didn't know why she became like this. that kind of person.

Gong Jixiang wanted to comfort Meng Wanying a few words, but he didn't know where to start, and he didn't dare to disturb her. The two old people just sat silently, waiting.

The door of the operating room opened, and Meng Wanying looked up, with a timid look in her eyes, her breathing became obviously short of breath, she tried a few times, but she couldn't stand up.

Gong Jixiang hurriedly helped her up, Meng Wanying's legs were shaking, she didn't know how she got there, she just heard the doctor say to Gong Jixiang: "The operation was a success, the rest will depend on the patient's own resistance! "

Meng Wanying's legs gave way, and she fell to her knees on the ground. Her mouth moved a few times, but she couldn't make a sound. Tears flowed down her cheeks, and she kowtowed to the doctor several times.

Gong Jixiang wiped away tears, "Get up quickly! Our Yuhuifu is very lucky, and nothing will happen!"

Meng Wanying raised her head, with tears in her eyes, and tightly held Gong Jixiang's hand.

(End of this chapter)