Chapter 5

The saying that there is strength in numbers was clearly demonstrated at this moment. Upon hearing Jiang Yuan's command, several men nimbly helped carry the pregnant woman, who was beginning to regain consciousness, into the examination room. Several of the neighbors' wives hurried home to fetch their thermoses of boiling water.

Standing among the onlookers, Xiao Yu, upon being reminded by her father, quickly went to the Jiang family's kitchen to help boil water.

In the examination room, the midwife carefully took out the birthing tools and placed them on a nearby table. She turned to look at Zhang Dapao, who was softly comforting his wife who had just regained consciousness, and cautiously asked Jiang Yuan, who was standing nearby, "Doctor Xiaoyang... can you... deliver a baby?"

"Hmm?" Looking at the clearly frightened midwife, Jiang Yuan grunted, "What do you think?"

Seeing Jiang Yuan's expression, the midwife was taken aback. Yes... how old was this Doctor Xiaoyang? If this were anyone else, they might not even have finished university. Now, he was not only skilled in medicine, but if he could also deliver a baby, he would truly be a god-like all-rounder.

To be honest, Jiang Yuan indeed did not know how to deliver a baby. In the past two years, he had seen all kinds of external injuries and read most of the medical books available, but he had never had the opportunity to deliver a baby. However, fortunately, the midwife, though she had been scared out of her wits, still had a wealth of experience in delivering babies.

Under Jiang Yuan's pressure and with the help of the old Doctor Jiang, they gave the pregnant woman two injections to induce labor, and managed to continue the labor process that had previously stopped.

It took more than half an hour, and by the time the baby was finally born, it had no signs of life. Zhang Dapao, watching the midwife hold the baby upside down and slap its bottom, but seeing no reaction, panicked and cried out, "Is... is the baby... gone?"

The people gathered outside, upon hearing Zhang Dapao's cry, felt a chill in their hearts. They had just heard the midwife's joyful voice, but they had not heard the baby cry. Could it be that despite Doctor Xiaoyang's efforts to save Zhang Dapao's wife, the baby in her womb could not be saved?

Inside the room, Jiang Yuan, seeing Zhang Dapao's grief-stricken face and the midwife's pleading look, was also at a loss. He had just saved the pregnant woman, and it was a stroke of luck. He had seen similar cases before and had some impression from the clinical medicine books he had read, but he had never actually performed neonatal resuscitation.

Seeing that Jiang Yuan did not seem to want to take over the resuscitation, Zhang Dapao, who already regarded Jiang Yuan as a living god, knelt down in front of him, holding his leg and wailing, "Doctor Xiaoyang... please, you must save my son... you can't just leave him... I'll kowtow to you on behalf of my whole family..."

Jiang Yuan, feeling depressed, looked at Zhang Dapao, who was holding his leg, and was surprised that such a big man could be so fond of clinging to people's legs.

Seeing the midwife holding the baby and looking at him for help, and the pale, tearful face of Zhang Dapao's wife lying on the door panel, Jiang Yuan suddenly felt like the Buddha who fed his flesh to the eagle. He felt that he had to do something, regardless of whether it would work or not.

Over the past two years, the team leader had managed to get all kinds of clinical medical books for him to read, but apart from being proficient in treating external injuries during battles, he had few opportunities to deal with internal diseases, let alone neonatal resuscitation.

He had read a few pediatric clinical books, but only skimmed through them. The last time he read one was about a year and a half ago, and the book was lost during a pursuit operation. How could he possibly remember it?

"Uh?!" Just as he thought this, Jiang Yuan suddenly paused. Because... when he thought of neonatal resuscitation, a vivid image suddenly appeared in his mind.

The image was both textual and pictorial, exactly from the chapter on neonatal resuscitation in the neonatal clinical manual he had read. The words and images flashed through his mind clearly, as if he had just studied the chapter in detail yesterday.

Jiang Yuan stood there, puzzled, not understanding what was happening. It was clearly impossible to remember, and even if the impression was strong at the time, he had only skimmed through it once or twice. How could it suddenly appear so clearly and comprehensively in his mind, even remembering the dosage of the drugs?

Jiang Yuan touched his head in a daze, suddenly realizing that something strange must have happened to him when he failed to self-detonate and suddenly returned home with that strange tattoo. Otherwise, how could things be so bizarre?

"Xiaoyuan... think of a way, is there anything else you can do to save the baby?" At this moment, the old Doctor Jiang, seeing his grandson's expression, said with a sigh. He was increasingly finding his grandson hard to understand, feeling that he seemed to be capable of anything.

The old Doctor Jiang's words snapped Jiang Yuan out of his daze.

Seeing the baby lying silently in the midwife's hands, Jiang Yuan's heart softened, and he no longer hesitated. He took the baby, placed it on a small blanket that had been prepared, and listened to its heart with a stethoscope. His heart tightened; indeed, the baby had been in the womb for too long and was completely asphyxiated, with almost no heartbeat.

Jiang Yuan did not waste any time. The image of the resuscitation procedure flashed through his mind. He inserted a finger into the baby's mouth to clear out the amniotic fluid, then placed his hands on the baby's chest, pressing lightly with his thumbs on the heart area, and began to compress rhythmically. He then turned to the midwife and said, "Quick... 0.1 mg of epinephrine..."

According to the neonatal resuscitation procedure in the book, other drugs like naloxone and dopamine were also needed, but Jiang Yuan knew that these drugs required intravenous injection and were not available to the midwife or his grandfather. The only drug the midwife had was epinephrine.

Sure enough, upon hearing Jiang Yuan's words, the midwife quickly took out a box of epinephrine from her bag, drew 0.1 mg, and handed it to him.

Jiang Yuan did not hesitate. He took it, wiped the baby's arm with an alcohol swab, and injected the 0.1 mg of epinephrine. He then continued the external chest compressions.

While performing the chest compressions, Jiang Yuan occasionally used the stethoscope to listen. Suddenly, he felt a slight tremor under his fingers.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuan was startled. Although the tremor was slight, his feeling seemed to be correct. Just as he was puzzled, his fingers felt another, more noticeable tremor. He was taken aback and thought, "Could it be...?"

Although puzzled, Jiang Yuan's face lit up with joy as he quickly took the stethoscope and placed it on the baby's heart. Sure enough, the stethoscope transmitted the sound of a heartbeat: "Thump, thump, thump."

"Great... it's back!" Jiang Yuan, who had been trained to remain calm in the face of danger, could not help but raise his fist in triumph.

It must be said that Zhang Dapao's family was extremely lucky. The baby, under such rudimentary resuscitation measures, had actually recovered its heartbeat. Jiang Yuan was secretly relieved. He had only performed one-third of the complete neonatal resuscitation procedure, but the baby had miraculously recovered its heartbeat and even began to cry, though not very loudly.

At this moment, the ambulance from the town hospital finally arrived. Zhang Dapao, with gratitude and relief, thanked Jiang Yuan and sent his wife and child to the ambulance for further treatment.

The young doctor from the town hospital, who had initially been arrogant and impatient, asked Jiang Yuan some questions about the condition. After Jiang Yuan gave a brief introduction, the young doctor's arrogance disappeared, and he looked at Jiang Yuan with disbelief. If it weren't for Zhang Dapao's frequent nods and occasional comments, he would have thought that this young man was exaggerating.

Such a serious condition, and this young man had managed to save both the mother and the baby?

After hearing this, the young doctor did not dare to be careless. He hurriedly shook hands with Jiang Yuan, got into the ambulance, and instructed the driver to speed back to the hospital.

After the ambulance left, the onlookers gradually dispersed. As they left, they looked at Jiang Yuan with a newfound respect, similar to how they looked at the old Doctor Jiang.

Xiao Yu and her father, looking at Jiang Yuan, were filled with curiosity. Li, who was well-educated and knowledgeable, knew that Jiang Yuan's ability to save both the mother and the baby was not a coincidence. However, how old was Jiang Yuan? Even before he went missing, he had just graduated from high school. What had he experienced in the past three years that allowed him to treat such serious conditions?

Xiao Yu, on the other hand, was more innocent. She just stared at Jiang Yuan with her big, beautiful eyes, curious and trying to discern something from his face. She had thought that Jiang Yuan had probably been idling around outside and only returned because he couldn't make it. But she never expected that he could treat such serious conditions.