NovelsAlex Chapter 616 Outside the Obstetrics Building, the Human State
Chapter 616 Outside the Obstetrics Building, the Human State
Chapter 616 Outside the obstetrics building, the world is in various states
After straightening out the work of informed consent, the subsequent diagnosis and treatment are really much more convenient.Gretel was able to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, see the mothers one by one, and teach the midwives one by one:
"Using the method of listening to the fetal heart rate, you can roughly determine the fetal position... No stethoscope? Use a wooden pipe, copper pipe, or even a blowtorch. A hollow pipe can be heard more clearly than directly pasting it..."
"Fetal heart beats more than 160 beats per minute, or less than 120 beats, is not normal... I don't know what a minute is? No pocket watch, no watch?" Well, this is indeed a problem...
Today's clocks have always been luxury goods.The cheapest pocket watch on the market, the egg-shaped one, which can barely be held in the palm of one hand, starts at 100 gold coins.No one can afford it except magicians, nobles, and merchants.
With Grete's financial resources, he couldn't afford to equip these midwives with pocket watches.Even if you can afford it, it won't do you any good except increase robbery and homicide cases in vain.
"...How about this, you use your own pulse to estimate." In desperation, he could only give an alternative plan:
"It's not normal if it's twice or more than three times your pulse rate..."
Teaching, popularizing inspections, responding to emergencies, and guiding cesarean sections.Fortunately, only [-] parturients were accepted at a time, and only a handful of them met the indications for cesarean section.Even so, Gretel was very busy:
"Take less people next time!" He came out of the operating room and wiped his sweat against the wall:
"Tell those midwives that next time, each person will only have one place!"
Joanna forced a smile at him.This female pastor took on most of the workload, and was several times busier than Gretel. She was too tired to speak at the moment:
After delivery, the job is only half done.Next, I have to write medical records, write operation records, and maybe draw anatomical diagrams, prepare to collect materials and publish papers, and if possible, help Grete write a book...
Her hair was drenched and sticky to her forehead, and the hand washing clothes on her body were all wet with sweat.It seems that it is similar to the image of the doctors in the previous life.
After closing her eyes and resting for a while, Joanna turned inside, carried the child out to the ward, and placed it next to her mother's pillow.By the way, I checked a circle of pregnant women who had given birth safely, and confirmed that three of them can be discharged from the hospital:
"Who is responsible for these three? Notify their families and take them back!"
With an order, the midwives rushed out to call for someone.Soon, three groups of people came outside Oak Grove Hospital:
The first group was the manager of the workhouse, a middle-aged gentleman with a puffed chest and belly, with a white shirt sticking out from under a frayed tuxedo.Behind him, a fat middle-aged woman followed step by step, driving away two dark and thin old women.
The fat woman walked in quickly, picked up the child with her own hands, and bowed to the middle-aged gentleman.Immediately afterwards, he yelled at the two old women:
"Help him up! Pick him up, and take him away! Why are you so blind, and you want to cause trouble for Master Mage! Hey, Master Mage, I have really worked hard on you!"
Gretel nodded slightly with a straight face.Pastor Joanna scolded at the side:
"Bring a car next time! Look at her, does she seem to be able to walk?!"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! Next time, you must bring a car!" The middle-aged gentleman did not refute, and bowed again and again.Gretel watched them walk out of the hospital gate, and sighed slightly:
People have survived, but the future of mothers and children in the workhouse can be imagined.Weak mothers don't even have to ride on a scooter...
There is no cart for the next mother to sit on.However, the husband who came to pick her up picked her up without any hesitation, and didn't let her get off the ground.While walking, he tried to turn his head sideways, and asked cautiously:
"Does it hurt to carry you like this? Do you want to hug me sideways?"
"It doesn't hurt, it's okay...don't be too tired, I can come down and walk..."
"Don't, look at your pale face, you'd better lie on your stomach. Let me lift you up? This way you won't have to exert any strength when you hug my neck..."
"Um……"
"Thanks to Master Mage, I saved a silver coin this time. I'll cook you something delicious when I go back? Do you want fish or a chicken leg?"
"No, it's not easy for you to make money... I can eat enough for a few days, it's already good, you buy two more bread to eat..."
The husband and wife were cheek to cheek, whispering.Beside her husband, a half-grown little girl looked like their eldest daughter, holding her younger sister's baby in her arms and walking side by side, looking up at her parents, full of attachment and smiles.
Gretel stood on the steps and watched them go away, unconsciously laughing too.Not long after I finished laughing, I turned to the third family, and my mood suddenly became bad again:
The third family is the one with the best conditions, at least, there is a cart to pick them up.The parturient half-recumbent on the car, holding the swaddling baby with her face full of cowering, bearing her husband's scolding like a storm:
"Why is there another money-losing product! Useless thing!"
"I spent five silver coins to marry you! For you to eat and drink, I can't even have a son! I can buy a chicken and lay eggs!"
Gretel really wanted to tell him that having a boy or a girl is determined by the DNA of the sperm and has nothing to do with the egg.After thinking about it, I smiled wryly: I don’t even know where the DNA is, so what can I say?
The only thing he could do was to raise his voice and call Bernard:
"Get them out! My wife has worked so hard to give birth to a child, and she doesn't have a word of sympathy. She just swears, you bastard! Dirty my land! Get out, and don't let this man come in next time!"
With a shout, two barbarian security guards rushed forward, one of them lifted one end of the cart, and carried it directly out of the hospital gate.The third swung his big palm, grabbed the man by the shoulder, carried him out of the hospital like a chicken, and flung it out:
"Get out! Master Mage said, you are not allowed to come in from now on!"
Under the suppression of absolute force, the husband didn't dare to say a word, he pulled up the cart and walked away in despair.Gretel sighed, turned and walked towards the maternity building:
Who are these people!
Terrible thing!
He stomped through the outpatient building, turned a big bend along the wall, and walked towards the maternity building.Before entering the door, there was a sudden scream from outside the wall.Painful, weak, full of fear:
"I didn't! I didn't!"
What happened?
Gretel listened.The woman's scream seemed a little familiar, mixed with the man's growl.The voice was angry and low, but the volume was not very clear.
Gretel looked up at the high wall, sighed, and took a flying spell on himself, soaring into the sky.Standing in the air, looking down, I saw the man who had just pulled the woman away was grabbing her shoulders and shaking her with all his might:
"Say! Have you ever been touched by a man! Tell the truth!!!"
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