"I won't agree to it." The patient repeated the same thing: "Even if my husband signs outside, it's useless. If I don't cooperate, the forceps delivery won't work."

Faced with such an unreasonable and yet sharp-minded patient, Wu Liguo just felt like all the words he had prepared, all the strength he had mustered, were like punching cotton, no force was applied.

The punch just now was for nothing.

Wu Liguo had to change his strategy: "So what do you plan to do?"

"Give birth!"

The young woman pouted: "What else can I do? As long as no forceps delivery, I will cooperate with anything."

Wu Liguo was almost in tears: "Miss, you are currently in weak contractions, you don't have the strength to complete labor. No matter how you cooperate with us, it won't work! If it could work, we wouldn't have been persuading you to agree to forceps delivery."

"If you all insist on using forceps delivery, then I can't cooperate." The young woman lay on the delivery bed, spreading her hands, her slightly pale face turned to the side, showing a look of determination not to agree no matter what.

Wu Liguo was at his wit's end. Having been a doctor for so many years, he was encountering such a difficult patient for the first time.

Some patients fuss, but at least you can reason with them.

But this young woman, nothing works on her.

There was a sense that, no matter how tough he was, she just remained calm and unaffected; no matter how harsh he got, she was like a serene moon over the river; she maintained her inner peace against his fierceness.

Wu Liguo couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness. He had originally thought he could convince the other side when he came, but now he realized he had met his match.

After trying to communicate with the young woman for a while and realizing it was useless, he could only choose to give up and pulled Song Xiaoyun aside, saying solemnly, "It's no use. This young woman is completely unyielding, I can't get through to her. What should we do now? We can't go on like this, if something really happens, it will be hard to deal with the family's protest."

Song Xiaoyun also knew the urgency of the situation but said helplessly, "I know! Haven't we been persuading her all along? As you saw, she doesn't listen at all. Though she's too weak to give birth, her mind is exceptionally clear. No matter what you say, she refuses the forceps delivery, claiming she won't cooperate if it's used. What can you do with that?"

"Forceps delivery requires her cooperation, or it can't be done forcibly."

After speaking, Song Xiaoyun spread her hands, unable to come up with any other solution.

She had thought Wu Liguo's arrival would help persuade the other party, but now she realized she had underestimated this frail young woman.

For a moment, she was both frustrated and amused, but more than anything, exasperated.

How did they end up with such a stubborn case!

Seeing Song Xiaoyun's speechless expression, Wu Liguo was also at a loss for what to do, his eyes a bit unfocused.

If this matter isn't resolved and something really happens, even if it's because the patient refuses to use forceps, the hospital will still bear responsibility, and quite a significant one.

Wu Liguo was troubled, clutching his hair.

What to do?

Is there any way to ensure the child is born smoothly without using forceps or doing a C-section, given the patient's weak contractions?

Is there?

No.

Truly, there is not.

As far as he knows, absolutely none.

If there was, Song Xiaoyun, the department head of obstetrics and gynecology, wouldn't have asked him to help persuade the patient.

But this issue needs to be solved. Delaying it will lead to serious trouble.

Wu Liguo's forehead was constantly sweating from anxiety, and he couldn't help but pace around until suddenly, a figure came to mind, and his eyes instantly shone brightly.

Where is Lu Xuan?

Does he have a solution?

Or rather, when Western medicine is helpless, does Traditional Chinese Medicine have any good methods?

At that moment, Wu Liguo recalled the two Hua Tuo stories Lu Xuan mentioned earlier, particularly the one about a sick child for whom medicine was prescribed to the mother.

"Perhaps, asking him might help." Wu Liguo murmured.

Although Wu Liguo's voice was low, Song Xiaoyun, standing right beside him, heard it clearly and turned her head quickly, asking urgently, "Teacher Wu, who are you going to ask? Who has a solution?"

"Dr. Lu."

Wu Liguo responded.

"Dr. Lu?" Song Xiaoyun frowned immediately. If she remembered correctly, there shouldn't be a doctor with the surname Lu in the Ninth Hospital!

Could it be a doctor from another hospital?

She thought carefully for a moment and, within the Yong City medical system, no one in obstetrics and gynecology she knew of had the surname Lu, and she couldn't help but furrow her brows.

"Which Dr. Lu?"

Wu Liguo took a breath and said, "Dr. Lu Xuan from the Qiu City Street Health Center's Traditional Chinese Medicine department."

"Street Health Center?"

"Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

Song Xiaoyun couldn't help but raise her voice, with a hint of doubt in her eyes: "This… can it work?"

"It's still Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Upon hearing this, Wu Liguo replied, "Don't underestimate Traditional Chinese Medicine. After all, it's a treasure passed down for thousands of years. To be blunt, if not for a quirk of fate back then, I might have enrolled in a Traditional Chinese Medicine college and might be a Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor by now. Traditional Chinese Medicine has its magical aspects; it might have answers to problems that Western methods can't solve."

"Moreover, you've seen the current situation. Even if those renowned obstetrics and gynecology department heads from Beijing were here, they couldn't solve the immediate problem. So why not try?"

Song Xiaoyun nodded lightly, agreeing that Wu Liguo wasn't without reason, but then helplessly added, "Even if it works, there's not enough time now! And he might not be willing to come."

As the department head of obstetrics and gynecology, Song Xiaoyun agreed, then there was no problem, and Wu Liguo immediately smiled and said, "There's plenty of time. Dr. Lu is here at our Ninth Hospital today; Old Ye invited him to perform a flying knife surgery in the neurology department."

Flying knife surgery?

Inviting a Health Center doctor for flying knife surgery?

Song Xiaoyun's eyes widened at this.

Old Ye must be mad!

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