A woman lay before them, her face pale and her head drenched in sweat as she moaned in agony.
"Her water has already broken, but the baby still won't come out. If this goes on, neither mother nor child will survive!"
The midwife explained her condition.
Ji Anxian nodded. Rather than relying entirely on the midwife's account, she began examining the woman herself.
As soon as she did, her brows drew into a tight frown.
[What's wrong? Is it that serious?]
"This won't work. The umbilical cord is wrapped around the baby's neck. Even if the baby is delivered, it will be stillborn. And in the mother's current condition, her chance of delivering the baby is less than one in ten."
Ji Anxian's voice was grave.
"Then can you do a cesarean section?"
Afraid that a living, breathing life would slip away just like that, Jiang Nuan hurriedly asked.
"A cesarean section? What does that mean?"
Ji Anxian immediately asked.
"It means exactly what it sounds like: cut open the woman's abdomen layer by layer, take the baby out, then sew it back up with a needle and thread."
"Absolutely not! Since ancient times, no one has ever heard of anything so outrageous. If you cut her belly open, how could the mother survive? You vicious little girl, coming up with an idea like that.
"If you're really going to cut her belly open, you might as well let her die as she is!"
After hearing Jiang Nuan's words, the midwife's expression turned stern. She looked at Jiang Nuan as though she were looking at someone wicked.
"Doctor, I... I'm willing to be cut open."
She had been drifting in and out of consciousness, but she had heard everything Jiang Nuan and the others said. Whichever way she turned, death