He refused to believe that with Ye Mingmei's cries of agony, Yu Xiuzhun still wouldn't wake up!
"Yes, I understand," the assistant respectfully approached, picking up the medical chart to start recording Yu Xiuzhun's data.
Diwu Zexuan cast a deep glance at him before turning to walk towards the adjacent delivery room.
Ye Mingmei's clothes were already soaked with sweat, and her delicate face was pale with no trace of blood.
Her hands clenched the bedsheet tightly, and her lips were worn to the point of bleeding.
After a scream of agony, she fainted.
"It's not good, the patient has passed out, continuing like this, there's a risk of the baby suffocating, should we arrange for a C-section immediately?" The assisting doctor looked nervously at Diwu Zexuan.
"Pinch her philtrum, try to wake her up, let's avoid surgery if we can." Diwu Zexuan stepped forward to stand by Ye Mingmei's side and examined her.
