"Yes, Your Highness."
Bodlock's face was full of pride. "In fact, I am highly skilled at this kind of operation. My fastest record was completing a cesarean section in one minute and fifty-two seconds."
The more Joseph listened, the more something felt wrong. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "Are you certain such a short time is enough to complete the incision, suturing, and other procedures?"
Bodlock replied as though it were only natural, "Your Highness, forgive my bluntness, but suturing is almost meaningless.
"And the mother usually struggles violently, making suturing impossible..."
"Wait!" Joseph immediately cut him off. "So your operation only involves cutting her open, without suturing her back up?"
"Uh, you see, even if we forcefully suture the wound, the mother will still die from hemorrhage and infection." Bodlock put on a professional air. "Some mothers even suffer cardiac arrest during the operation itself."
Joseph pressed a hand to his forehead. "That is not the cesarean procedure I need."
Bodlock froze for a moment before continuing, "Your Highness, if you wish to save the mother when difficult labor occurs, that can also be done." "More than eighty years ago, mature techniques involving instruments such as the cranioclast and obstetric hook were already available. They can quickly 'reduce' the fetus's size and remove it from the birth canal..."
Joseph waved with a dark expression, stopping him from saying any more.
"What I want is a cesarean technique that lets both mother and child survive."
Bodlock lowered his head again. "This... Your Highness, with current obstetric techniques, I fear that is not very possible..."
Joseph's brows immediately knitted tightly.
He knew nothing whatsoever about childbirth techniques from later generations. Even if he wanted to cheat with foreknowledge, he had nowhere to begin.
After thinking it over, he decided to give