Jiang Xiaoxiao checked and let out a breath.
Although the fetal position was not correct, it was not yet at the point of having to perform a cesarean section; in fact, the midwife had been a bit overly startled just now.
She had encountered this situation many times on the farm before.
For her, it was truly a familiar experience.
"What's your name, mother of the child?"
The gentle voice calmed the mother, and the fact that the doctor was examining her and speaking so tenderly indicated that the situation was not too dire.
Plus, she had just eaten three eggs and a bowl of sugar water.
She immediately felt a surge of energy.
"I'm Cuihua."
"Sister Cuihua, don't worry. I checked, and the situation isn't too bad. But I need you to cooperate with me. It might hurt a bit, as the baby's feet have come out, but I want to push them back in.