The nurse looked at Han Yingying.
Han Yingying nodded.
Human life was paramount, it could only be this way.
The nurse quickly got the waiver for the family to sign, preparing for the surgery.
The surgery for a duodenal ulcer was minor. Although Han Yingying had never led a surgery, she had assisted in many and knew all the procedures by heart.
As if knowing she was doing something very important, the baby was unusually quiet.
The surgery was very successful.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief and clapped their hands to celebrate saving a young life.
Han Yingying hadn't even put down the scalpel when she felt her waters break.
"I think, I might be going into labor."
The operating room suddenly became chaotic.
"What should we do? It seems too late to go back to the maternity ward..."
"Let's just have the baby here," Han Yingying gritted her teeth and groaned, "Quick, go find a doctor for me."
Everyone dared not delay.
