"Doctor Fu?" Du Haiwei asked him once again the question he initially had his wife ask.

"Teacher Du." It seemed Fu Xinheng had adjusted his mindset, and he candidly shared this patient’s heart condition with the obstetrician. "We had originally agreed with the obstetrics department that when Li Xiaobing goes into labor, our cardiology department would send a doctor to monitor her heart condition during labor. She has mitral valve prolapse and ventricular premature beats. Medication can control it daily, but during labor, uncontrollable situations might occur. She is Doctor Zhu’s wife from our department, so—"

"I understand, Doctor Fu." Du Haiwei indicated his comprehension. The patient’s status was rather special and considered crucial, so the cardiology department naturally had to cope as if facing a formidable enemy. Of course, they had to be extra cautious with their own hospital’s colleagues. If anything were to happen to Li Xiaobing, they wouldn’t know how to face Zhu Huicang in the future.

Du Haiwei strongly suggested, "Doctor Fu, could you or your department immediately send a doctor to the scene? Please bring along all necessary rescue medications."

"Rest assured about that. Upon receiving such news, we will certainly send a doctor over to assist. Since Doctor Zhu is still in the operating room, let’s not inform him yet to avoid affecting the surgical patient." After thinking it over, Fu Xinheng said, "I’m currently in our department’s ward, and there’s an emergency patient I can’t leave unattended. I’ll arrange for Doctor Li Chengyuan, who is on duty in the emergency department, to head over immediately and have an ambulance go over, so everything needed will be there."

The patient wasn’t far from the hospital, planning to send their ambulance was considered a top-notch treatment.

With the assurance provided by Fu Xinheng, Du Haiwei felt slightly at ease. Doctor Tang led the way for her husband, pointing to the building ahead, "That’s Cao Yong’s place. He doesn’t usually live there; it’s been Li Xiaobing and her husband living there these past few months. It’s quite dark at night, but that window with the light might mean they’re in the bedroom."

The two quickly climbed the stairs and arrived at the door of Cao Yong’s place.

They pushed the door, but it wouldn’t open; it was locked.

Doctor Tang forcefully slapped her palm against the door panel, calling out to the young people inside, "Open up—"

After a while, there was no response from inside, no footsteps indicating anyone was coming to let them in.

Doctor Tang and Du Haiwei looked at each other.

Du Haiwei held his phone to his ear, listening closely, perceiving that the situation at the labor site might have changed, with a tense, apprehensive atmosphere emerging in the silence.

"What’s your current situation?" Du Haiwei asked the two young doctors.

They couldn’t answer. Since the laboring woman could hear, anything said by the doctors on the scene might directly influence her, so they didn’t dare to make a sound.

Du Haiwei and Doctor Tang quickly understood the reason.

"What’s happened to them? Can you guess the reason?" Doctor Tang softly asked her husband.

Du Haiwei furrowed his brow deeply, a hint of weight appearing in his eyes.

Li Xiaobing is in a breech position, and the doctors have mentioned various risks associated with breech delivery, relating to the most dreaded complications in clinical delivery. For instance, the primary fear doctors have is umbilical cord prolapse.

The probability of umbilical cord prolapse is much higher in breech deliveries than in head-first positions.

The umbilical cord connection is at the baby’s navel.

The baby in the mother’s uterus tends to tuck its legs tight, causing the umbilical cord to be closer to the baby’s lower limbs rather than the upper body.