"Go in and take a look; it's all right now."

"Really? Don't lie to me." Chu He's face lit up with excitement, and he pushed open the door to the emergency room and walked in.

Ling Zhenfei wandered to a deserted spot and sat down on a reception chair to rest. He looked at the time and saw it was almost noon. He hadn't expected the treatment to take such a long time.

Just as he thought about resting his eyes for a moment, he suddenly heard a loud quarrel nearby. It seemed to be coming from not too far away.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My wife is in such good health; how could she possibly be unable to deliver?" A man was shouting loudly.

"Truly, sir, your wife is in very good health, but your baby's head is too big. There's just no way it can be delivered naturally. You need to sign for a cesarean section quickly," a young nurse explained patiently.

"You hospitals are all about money, aren't you? You want my wife to have a cesarean section just to take our money, right? Don't think I don't know. We have the right to choose not to have a cesarean. We've paid you, and paying means you should arrange for a natural delivery."

"Yes, sir, you can choose to have a natural birth, but your family's situation is quite special. Your child's head is too big, it simply won't come out..."

"I don't care. Our family will not do a cesarean. China has been around for five thousand years without ever mentioning cesareans; our ancestors still made it through," the man said rudely, dismissing the nurse outright and making her face turn pale, but she was helpless to respond.

Ling Zhenfei hadn't expected to find himself at the entrance of the delivery room. He felt helpless upon hearing what the man had just said. People like him clearly were the type who suffered for not heeding wise counsel. Indeed, for five thousand years China did not practice cesareans, but in ancient times, childbirth was a terrifying matter with high mortality rates for both infants and adults.

In ancient society, with polygamy and no family planning, having children was too easy, but the high mortality rate during childbirth limited population growth. If cesarean sections had been available in ancient China, the population could have increased by a large margin. Unfortunately, there are still those who are misinformed and malign cesareans, as ridiculous as the man just now.

Ling Zhenfei did not ponder further and continued to rest his eyes. But in just a few minutes, he heard arguing again; it was the same young nurse, urging once more.

"Really, sir, our Director has said you must sign for a cesarean section immediately. Your child's amniotic fluid has broken, and it's now extremely dangerous. If we don't perform a cesarean, the baby cannot be possibly delivered, and it could be very dangerous for the adult as well."

"You're tricking us again, aren't you? Our family doesn't believe that. We're not going to have a cesarean."

"Exactly, what's the matter with you hospitals? We've already said we don't want a cesarean. Can't you understand, or what?"

"This is just you trying to scam us out of our money."

It wasn't just that man; other members of his family also charged up, berating the young nurse and accusing her of trying to deceive them, all to make them spend money.

At that moment, the delivery room doors swung open, and a woman doctor in a white lab coat came out, anxiety written all over her face as she said, "Xiao Mei, what's going on? Have they signed yet?"

The young nurse replied anxiously, "Director Liu, these are her relatives; they just refuse to sign."

When the doctor had come out, Ling Zhenfei noticed her right away. He was surprised to find that the doctor was Liu Bingying. He then remembered that Liu Bingying also worked at Binyang Hospital and was the head of the obstetrics and gynecology department. What a coincidence to meet her here today.

The doctor's white lab coat did not hide Liu Bingying's stunning beauty; if anything, it made her look even more impressive, with an added air of distinction.

"Sir, your wife is in a very dangerous state. The amniotic fluid still inside has already broken, but the baby can't come out. We need to perform a cesarean section immediately; we can't delay any longer," Liu Bingying explained urgently to the man and his family.

"You're a doctor, right? What's going on with your hospital? Can't you understand? We said we don't want a cesarean section, we want natural birth."

"Right, we want a natural birth. Children delivered naturally are healthier!"

"But sir, your wife's situation doesn't allow for natural birth now. The baby is too big and simply can't be delivered this way. If you insist on a natural birth, you must bear the risks."

"What risks?"

"The risks are very significant. You need to think about the worst possible outcomes."

"What outcomes? Will my wife die, or will the baby die?"

"Both are possibilities, so I hope you can sign the consent form for the cesarean section. Please sign as soon as possible so that we can proceed with the surgery and get her out of danger."

"Who are you trying to fool? Just trying to con us out of money. We don't care about all that; we want a natural birth."

"Since you insist, then please sign this informed refusal for the cesarean section." It was clear that Liu Bingying had lost faith in these people, and she was in a hurry to attend to a patient giving birth.

The young nurse handed over the informed refusal for the man to sign. The man took the document and began to look through it.

"What do you mean by this? You want us to take on the risks? So, if I sign this, if my wife dies, it's none of your business, right? No, I won't sign it."

Dealing with such shameless people was really troublesome. Giving birth was already a painful thing, and now that the baby couldn't come out, she must be in agony. Encountering this kind of man was just too much.

Ling Zhenfei was worrying about how to resolve this situation when suddenly he heard a voice shouting, "Stop arguing, the Deputy Director has arrived."

Ling Zhenfei looked toward the source of the voice and saw a man in his forties wearing a white lab coat approaching.

This Deputy Director had greeted him at the entrance earlier with Chen Dafu. Chen Dafu had introduced him by name: Shao Yijie, who was some kind of professor and also a Deputy Director. Being so young and already a Deputy Director, he could be said to be quite accomplished.

"Director Liu, what's going on? Why is there an argument here?"

As Shao Yijie approached, his gaze fell on Liu Bingying; there was something different in his eyes. If it weren't for the glasses, his eyeballs would probably have popped out. Any man would have trouble not taking a second look at the beautiful Liu Bingying.

The young nurse hastily explained the situation to Shao Yijie, whose face grew angrier and his expression increasingly unpleasant as he listened.

"Bingying, you don't have to deal with this matter. Let me take care of it," said Shao Yijie to Liu Bingying, who replied politely without saying much else. Ling Zhenfei could even see a hint of disgust in Liu Bingying's eyes.

"I'm telling you, sir, in your wife's condition, only a cesarean section is possible. If you won't sign the informed consent for the cesarean section, then I'm sorry, our hospital can't treat your wife's condition. You should transfer to another hospital quickly," said Shao Yijie.

As soon as Shao Yijie said this, the man's family became unwilling, and seven or eight aunts and uncles all got up, surrounding Shao Yijie in the middle.

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