Having mastered the art of targeted sterilization, Garrett had already completed a large portion of his tasks in Nevis City. The free clinic and medical teaching continued methodically. After half a month, the results were significant:

At least one group from each—the Church of Nature, the Temple of the War God, and the Temple of the Springs—had learned all the spells taught by Garrett;

At least the Temple of the War God had several priests who mastered the correct methods of cross-matching and blood transfusion;

The correct usage, dosage, and skin testing methods for penicillin were completely memorized…

Next on the agenda was to stay for a full month for a follow-up check for little Aiviel, as well as waiting for Raymond’s wife to give birth…

Speaking of which, Garrett had wanted to perform a prenatal checkup for the pregnant woman several times but was repeatedly turned away. Listening to the fetal heartbeat? The chest piece of the stethoscope had to be placed directly on the pregnant woman’s belly? Not allowed!

An ultrasound? Having to touch the pregnant woman’s abdomen directly? In your dreams!

He dared not suggest further prenatal examinations…

Thus, until the day of delivery, Garrett could only pace anxiously outside the delivery room.

Shadows flickered on the window; the midwife, Aunt Eileen, the mother of the expectant mother, and the female priest Joanna were all bustling about inside.

The screams from the delivery room lasted from early morning to evening and from evening to midnight.

Basins of bloody water were poured out, shocking to see. Seraina paced back and forth at the door, wearing thin the ground beneath her. Each time a basin of blood was carried out, she would grab Garrett and ask:

“Why hasn’t the baby been born yet?”

“Is there a problem?”

“Garrett, is the mother okay?”

“It’s fine, it’s fine,” Garrett continually reassured her. While comforting, he silently recited in his mind:

“The first stage of labor for a first-time mother, the latent phase should not exceed 20 hours… The active phase should not exceed 6 hours… The second stage of labor, for those not administered an epidural… should not exceed 3 hours… Adding up to 29 hours, it’s still early… still early… still early…”

Damn it, he couldn’t see anything through the room, nobody responded to his inquiries, and he couldn’t help at all!

And his energy was only consumed by the family members of the mother:

“Little Aiviel, don’t run around!”

“Edward, David, watch your sister!”

“Raymond, don’t worry, there’s a healer here, nothing will happen!”

Sigh, this world still has too low an acceptance for male obstetricians. However, he still hoped for a smooth delivery and that Raymond’s wife and child would be safe…

Garrett began to pray, not knowing how many times he had started. Yet contrary to his wishes, a sharp scream suddenly erupted from the delivery room, followed by a shout:

“Ah!!!”

“What’s going on!” Garrett shouted through the window. Inside, Joanna’s voice trembled:

“So much blood… the baby hasn’t shown its head yet, so much blood… she’s not going to make it…”

Outside, the waiting crowd was startled.

The expectant mother’s brother roared and charged toward the delivery room, bumping into Joanna as she came out, pushing her aside;

The expectant mother’s father had been standing shoulder to shoulder with Captain Kalen, both smoking pipes, their faces obscured by smoke. At that moment, he bit his pipe in half with a "crack";

Raymond’s lips trembled, trying to say something but failing to speak, he suddenly lunged at the window, violently shaking the window frame:

“Florla! Florla! Hang in there! Hang on!”

Seraina, without further ado, rushed in, her hands flickering with the white light of healing spells, casting them one after another onto the mother. Soon, she shouted:

“It’s no good! Garrett, the bleeding won’t stop!”

“Can I come in and take a look?!” Garrett’s voice jumped, asking loudly. Without waiting for an answer inside, he swiftly turned and grabbed Raymond, dragging him in front of the expectant mother’s father:

“Can I come in and take a look? I might be able to help! Let me in!”

The old man’s hair was a mess, his eyes red. Having endured from early morning to midnight, his demeanor was very worn, with thick eye boogers crusted at the corners of his eyes.

Clearly, he was concerned for his daughter’s safety. However, when asked by Garrett, his answer was still:

“No! You are a man!”

“You go in! Please!”

Raymond interrupted decisively. He grabbed Garrett’s wrist and pushed him toward the

room, shouting back as he pushed:

“Florla is my wife! I don’t care!”

Saying that, he kicked open the wooden door and forcefully pushed Garrett inside. Aunt Eileen hurried over to shoo people away, but Raymond grabbed the door frame, half his body stuck inside, and yelled:

“Garrett! Please save her! Use whatever means you need, do whatever it takes! I don’t care! Just save her! Save her!!!”

“Understood!”

Garrett was pushed so hard he almost fell, stumbling to the expectant mother’s bedside. He knelt down, quickly casting two Cleanse spells on his hands. A quick glance, and disaster!

Without even seeing the amount of bleeding below, just from the expectant mother’s pallor and the pungent smell of blood, it was clear—she was already in hemorrhagic shock!

Garrett swiftly cast a blood-testing spell. After a look, he shouted through the window:

“The expectant mother is type A blood! Type A! Call for help! Get as many people as you can! At least 20, all type A! I need blood for transfusion!”

Thank God the city guard had tested every soldier’s blood type before! Otherwise, where would I find so many blood donors in the middle of the night!

400 ml per person, 20 people, 8000 ml… This number isn’t much, just a precaution. In his obstetrics rotation, Garrett had seen the largest amount of blood transfused—a total of 10,000 ml.

Blood in, blood out, the blood flowing under the operating table like a waterfall. By the end of the operation, the lead surgeon, assistants, and nurses were all standing in a pool of blood.

These should have been prepared before delivery! Prenatal checks, blood reserves…

Now, when everything’s needed, everything’s up to him to arrange at the last minute!

“Seraina! Don’t stop the healing spells! Save her life! Joanna! Get ready for cross-matching! I’ll check the mother!”

Saying this, he quickly lifted the blanket, pulled out a bottle of glycerin, and poured it generously. The transparent, viscous liquid flowed in all directions around the navel. Garrett then pressed his fingers down, activating the ultrasound spell…

Damn!

Complete placenta previa!

The most dangerous type of all, with the blood-rich placenta completely blocking the path of childbirth! That meant, for the baby to be born, it would first have to burst through the placenta, creating at least a 10 cm hole!

In such a situation, a safe delivery was a miracle, not bleeding was a miracle!

No prenatal checks, no cesarean section, giving birth truly was gambling with life!

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