"Lv Mei?"
"You called in such a hurry, is something wrong?"
As soon as the call connected, Lv Mei breathed a sigh of relief: "Teacher Wu, aren't you in the emergency room?"
"Oh, no I'm not."
Wu Liguo explained: "I saw that Old Ye was also on the night shift tonight, so I came to the Neurology ward to chat with him. It turns out he has a few patients in serious condition here, so I'm helping him take a look."
"Of course, Teacher Wu is indeed an expert in emergency care at our Ninth Hospital." Lv Mei subtly flattered Wu Liguo.
Wu Liguo appreciated the compliment, nodded, and asked, "By the way, I saw that you called me several times. Is there an urgent matter?"
"I nearly forgot the important thing."
There was the sound of a palm on a forehead, and then Lv Mei's voice came through: "We encountered some urgent issues today in the obstetrics department and wanted to ask you to come and take a look."
"Isn't Director Song Xiaoyun there?"
Wu Liguo was puzzled: "She's the expert in this area."
"Yes, but we can't think of a good solution. This made us think of how you used to work in obstetrics before, and you're an expert in emergency care. So, we want to invite you to come and see if you can give us any advice." Lv Mei's tone was a bit helpless.
"If even Song Xiaoyun can't figure it out, calling me won't help!" Wu Liguo couldn't help shrugging as he spoke.
In the Ninth Hospital, when it came to delivering babies, Song Xiaoyun was indeed the number one. Although Wu Liguo had worked in the obstetrics department before, he later transferred to emergency care. He knew a bit about childbirth, but it's been many years. Regarding professional knowledge in this area, he admitted he wasn't as good as Song Xiaoyun—in fact, now he was not even close.
After all, Song Xiaoyun had been immersed in obstetrics for so many years and wasn't indulging in it for nothing.
Additionally, she was naturally gifted and significantly younger than Wu Liguo. His words weren't to flatter Song Xiaoyun but to speak the truth.
Upon hearing this, Lv Mei could only explain the situation with the difficult patient.
When Wu Liguo heard that the patient was experiencing weak contractions and refused the use of forceps, his expression immediately darkened: "This is simply making a joke out of her life. Didn't you try to persuade her? Are you just letting her have her way?"
Lv Mei replied plaintively: "Teacher Wu, heaven knows, we've tried! At that time, a whole team of medical staff was telling her how critical the situation was. Even our Director Song tried reasoning and appealing. But she was as immovable as a mountain, completely unyielding."
"What about her family members?"
"It's no use, if the patient herself doesn't consent, a family member's signature won't help. If a problem arises, who will bear that responsibility?"
Lv Mei said helplessly: "You also know that using forceps in delivery has significant chances of causing some aftereffects in the child, both minor and major. Minor issues might be nothing, but even the most difficult patient won't argue later about small matters. But if large aftereffects occur, and since the patient didn't consent, if we use forceps anyway, do you think she'll let us off easily?
It might turn into another headache later. Our Director Song almost resorted to using forceps against the patient's wishes, but as soon as she saw us preparing for forceps, she was adamantly opposed. Without her cooperation, using forceps wouldn't have any use!"
Hearing this, Wu Liguo frowned deeply.
He knew that what Lv Mei was saying was reasonable; using forceps requires the patient's cooperation. If the patient doesn't cooperate, you can't forcibly deliver the baby with forceps. It's impossible and can't be done. Even if it could be done, it would significantly harm the child.
A newborn's head is very delicate, and using forceps forcefully could most certainly lead to significant aftereffects, potentially even with a hundred percent certainty.
If that time comes, no one could take on the responsibility.
Song Xiaoyun, Lv Mei, and the others dared not be forceful, and it was quite understandable.
However, they came to him with this problem, and yet he had no solution!
Wu Liguo sighed and said: "Lv Mei, just hearing about this makes my head hurt. Weak contractions and can't use forceps, and the baby's head is visible—going for a C-section is even riskier. I have no idea either!"
Lv Mei also understood the difficulty but still said: "Teacher Wu, I know it's really troublesome, that's why we wanted to see if you might have any good suggestions."
"Teacher Wu, this issue can't be clearly explained over the phone. The inpatient department isn't far from our obstetrics department; why don't you come over so we can discuss in person?"
Wu Liguo spread his hands: "I can't help either!"
Lv Mei grinned: "Our Director Song said, even if you can't help, you at least have a silver tongue! She wants you to come over and help persuade the patient. If we can't convince her, maybe you can. After all, who doesn't know your tongue's influence, Teacher Wu? You could talk the dead back to life."
Wu Liguo rolled his eyes, realizing their intent.
They claimed they needed his advice, but really they were coaxing him to persuade the patient.
"So you were just waiting for me, huh?"
Wu Liguo grumbled: "When have I ever talked the dead back to life?"
Lv Mei smiled sheepishly: "Isn't it just praising your eloquence?"
Then, Lv Mei urged: "Teacher Wu, let's not dwell on this. Could you come over? It's an urgent matter, and Director Song is worried that prolonged delays might cause issues."
Understanding the urgency, Wu Liguo quickly said: "Alright, I'll tell Old Ye and head over right away."