"It's all my fault, all my fault!" Old Wang fiercely slapped his own face, filled with regret. In his eyes, it was all his own doing—if only he had not doubted Hao Jian and let him deliver his wife's baby immediately, perhaps his child would not have died.
"Don't panic, the child can still be saved!" Hao Jian said, urging the couple not to panic.
"What? Doctor, my child can still be saved?" The woman looked at Hao Jian in shock.
Hao Jian nodded and then said to a server, "Get me a straw and a cup of clear water!"
A straw? Everyone was somewhat puzzled. What did they need a straw for at a time like this?
Still, the server followed the instructions and brought Hao Jian a straw and clear water.
Hao Jian took the straw, picked up the newborn, gave the sole of his foot a tap, and then inserted the straw into the newborn's airway. He sucked in and a gush of murky fluid was drawn out.
Afterward, Hao Jian spat the fluid onto the ground and rinsed his mouth with the clear water.
