A woman giving birth to a child was like walking through the gates of hell.
Guo Miao's mother had died of dystocia, and she knew how dangerous it was.
"Lie down first. I'll help you feel it," Guo Miao said.
"Feel?" Zhong Wei was puzzled.
Wasn't this a technique that could only be achieved by X-ray? How could Guo Miao achieve it by feeling it?
He looked at Guo Miao in confusion.
Guo Miao helped Tong Xin lie upright and reached out to touch Tong Xin's stomach a few times.
Tong Xin's fetus was only three months old. Her stomach was not very big and was only a small bump. This fetus seemed to be slightly smaller than a normal three-month-old one.
Tong Xin's health was not good. Even if she consumed medication to make up for a lot of her deficits, it was still very difficult to meet the nutrition needed to give birth to a child.
However, this child was not completely lost.
