In short, the tense feeling that Madam He originally had in her heart had now completely disappeared without a trace.
She was just blindly trusting in the gynecology saint. As long as the gynecology saint was there, Ran Ran would definitely be able to give birth smoothly.
The mother and daughter returned to He Zhiran's room. He Ziming spoke of her condition again.
"After I just examined Ran Ran, if nothing unexpected happens, she should go into labor early tomorrow morning."
Hearing that she was going to go into labor, He Zhiran felt somewhat nervous in her heart.
Although her big brother looked calm and relaxed on the surface, as a doctor herself, she naturally knew what great difficulties she would face in giving birth with a breech presentation.
Could her big brother be a god?
Could he even help her give birth smoothly to twins in breech presentation?
Just as He Zhiran was puzzled, He Ziming spoke again.
"According to reason, Ran Ran still has at least three more days before she goes into labor, but her breech presentation needs to be corrected immediately.
The process of correction will be somewhat painful, and it will also stimulate her to go into labor prematurely."
As for the deeper meaning, He Ziming did not intend to explain too much.
Through the examination just now, he had already determined that the fetus in his sister's belly was in an abnormal position. Fortunately, he was able to arrive in the northwest today.
If it was a little later, even if the Divine Medicine Teacher came, it would be too late.
The reason why He Ziming was so confident was because of the very magical needling techniques left in the book given to him by the Divine Medicine Teacher.
He could use needling combined with manipulations to turn the position of the fetus in the abdomen.
With the fetus in the proper position in the abdomen, basically there would be no possibility of dystocia for a pregnant woman without any physical problems.
Even though He Zhiran was carrying twins, she could still give birth smoothly.
Most importantly, he had also learned from the book a set of needling techniques to assist childbirth, which could shorten the painful time for the pregnant woman and allow the child to be born sooner.
Although He Zhiran did not know the specific method her big brother used to turn the fetus, in her understanding, it was nothing more than a medical procedure.
She had also heard of this method in her previous life. It involved turning the position of the child in the pregnant woman's belly through her abdominal skin.
This method was indeed very painful for the pregnant woman. Using the phrase excruciating pain to describe it was not an exaggeration.
For these things, He Zhiran did not care.
She was not the delicate young miss like the original owner. Facing the pain that might come in a moment, she did not have any fear psychologically.
When Uncle He said turning the breech would be somewhat painful for Ran Ran, Mo Jiuye became a little uneasy.
"Big brother, isn't there another way?"
His Ran Ran had suffered so much following him. It was a pity that he could not take over this kind of thing, otherwise he would have agreed without hesitation to take it all on himself.
He Ziming just shook his head heavily at him, then looked at He Zhiran.
"Ran Ran, your big brother hopes that for the sake of the children in your belly and yourself, you must grit your teeth and persevere. As long as you can persevere, your big brother guarantees everything will be fine."
He understood his own sister. She had been pampered by their parents since she was a child and had never suffered a bit.
The kind of pain from turning a breech was unbearable for ordinary people.
If it wasn't for his sister and his two little nephews or nieces to survive safely, he as the big brother would not be able bear to do it.
Faced with her big brother's reminder, He Zhiran seemed very calm.
"Big brother, don't worry, I will definitely endure it."
He Ziming did not believe this at all. But even if she could not endure it, she would still have to go through it. Compared to suffering, life was more important.
"Alright, there's no time to delay. Let's start now."
After finishing speaking, he looked around the room.
"Brother-in-law stay, everyone else go outside and wait."
The news of He Ziming's arrival had already been passed on to the two elders by the older brothers.
Old Lady Mo greeted the eldest daughter-in-law who lived closest to her to accompany her over.
When she arrived, she saw Mo Jiuye and He Ziming closing the door to the room on the left and right sides, and the worried expression in Madam He's eyes.
Her sons had only told her that the He family eldest young master had arrived just now. They did not say anything else, so Old Lady Mo still did not know that He Ziming was the gynecology saint.
Seeing that everyone had abnormal expressions on their faces, she pulled Madam He and asked.
"Mother-in-law, is Ran Ran going to give birth?"
But this did not seem to be the case either. With two grown men closing the door to the room and no midwife going in, it was impossible for He Zhiran to be giving birth. But apart from this, she could not think of what had happened for the time being.
There was no movement from the room at this moment. When Mother-in-law asked, Madam He told her about her son's identity as the gynecology saint, as well as He Zhiran having a breech presentation and He Ziming getting ready to turn the fetus for her.
Even a normally composed person like Old Lady Mo was given quite a lot to thoroughly digest with so much news all at once.
Especially when mother-in-law said He Zhiran had a breech presentation, it made her heart jump to her throat.
Not carefully inquiring about He Ziming's identity, she trembled as she held Madam He's hand.
"Mother-in-law, you said Ran Ran has a breech presentation, how could the midwife not find out?"
It wasn't that she did not believe He Ziming. A breech presentation was not something to joke about. Especially since He Zhiran was carrying twins, this could be a life-threatening situation at any time.
She only hoped that He Ziming had diagnosed it incorrectly. Her daughter-in-law did not actually have a breech presentation problem.
But Madam He's words were like pouring cold water over her head.
"I'm sure mother-in-law has heard of the title 'gynecology saint'. In the Capital city everyone knows him. As long as it is an illness for us women, or a difficult childbirth for a pregnant woman, as long as he takes action, there is nothing that cannot be cured."
Speaking to here, Madam He took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears about to spill from the corners of her eyes, looking worriedly toward He Zhiran's room.
Old Lady Mo had only left the Capital city for a year, so she naturally knew of the existence of the gynecology saint.
Just now she was also muddled by concern, and unwilling to believe that He Ziming really was the gynecology saint.
But a naturally sensible person could not let concern cloud their mind for too long.
"Mother-in-law, since Eldest Young Master He is the gynecology saint, Ran Ran's safety is assured."
Madam He nodded: "Yes, Ziming rushed here at top speed in order to save his sister's life."
Her tears kept swirling around her eyes. It was mainly because her daughter was going to suffer that pained her as the mother, yet she had no way to take her place and endure the suffering.
The two old madams consoled each other in the yard, while in the room He Ziming had already taken out silver needles and pierced several acupoints around He Zhiran's belly.
Mo Jiuye stood at the bedside, holding He Zhiran's hand tightly, with sweat beading his anxious forehead.
After about the time it takes to burn one incense stick, He Ziming removed the silver needles and instructed Mo Jiuye.
"Brother-in-law, bring me a thinner bedsheet."
Mo Jiuye did not know what he was going to do, but still swiftly did as told.
