"I guess so." As Su Ying spoke, she had already applied a layer of oil on the woman's belly. "Aunt Zhao, keep an eye on her at all times."
When Aunt Zhao saw Su Ying's calm expression, she also calmed down gradually. "Sure, sure."
Su Ying's hands were fast but steady as she massaged the woman's belly. She gently pushed the fetus to adjust its position. Throughout the entire process, her brows were tightly knitted. Eventually, the fetus was moved to a proper position.
She put on the gloves and reached down. The woman's cervix was already fully dilated.
At this point, the woman's husband also came back with tree branches and stood in front of the woman to shield her.
"Mis… Mistress, how is my wife?"
"The fetal is in the correct position now. She is ready to give birth."
"Argh!"
The woman cried out in pain as the contractions became more and more intense.
