"Tianxin, now reach into the uterine cavity with one hand, hold up the fetus's head, and place pressure on the mother's stomach with the other hand to push the fetus out."

With a surgical mask over her mouth, Ye Tianxin removed the fetus from the pregnant woman's abdomen according to Qiao Wang's instructions. The fetus's face turned out to be blue.

There were two loops of umbilical cord wrapped around his neck.

Almost nobody present expected that this would've been the situation inside the pregnant women's belly.

"Tianxin, disconnect the umbilical cord."

There was a look of deep grief in Qie Wang's eyes. The success of this operation would directly affect Tianxin's future confidence.

Under normal circumstances, the first operation performed by doctors was typically very simple.

This was to prevent the doctor from losing confidence in their skills from the possibility of botching the operation.

Ye Tianxin held the fetus gently while she used surgical scissors to cut the umbilical cord abruptly.

"Tianxin, you have to perform a surgical resuscitation for the fetus. I taught you before, so you should know how to do it."

"Tianxin, remember how great the miracle of life is. You can't give up on something so precious."

Ye Tianxin didn't think twice. She followed her instincts and performed an emergency cardiac resuscitation and artificial respiration for the fetus.

Once...

Twice...

Three times...

Four times...

Sweet baby, you have lived in your mother's womb for more than two hundred days, please hold on again.

Sweet baby, your mother had tried her best to bring you into this world. Please open your eyes and take one look at this beautiful world.

Sweet baby, please open your eyes and look at your mother.

Sweet Baby, please wake up.

Ye Tianxin was silently pleading in her heart as she performed a heart resuscitation for the little fetus.

Baby.

Baby.

Wake up.

Wake up.

"Wow..."

The loud and clear sound of a baby crying rang out through both the international medical camp and academic exchange meeting.

That beautiful sound made the doctors present the academic exchange meeting room tear up.

Qian Wang also wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes out of excitement.

"Tianxin, pass the baby to Xiao Cang. You're responsible for stitching the wound."

To bring a breathless fetus without a heartbeat back to life... there was no doubt that this was Ye Tianxin's greatest accomplishment.

Li Qingcang was a strong and ruthless man with a gun, but he lost his composure the moment he was holding this little baby in his arms.

Although the anesthesiologist doesn't know how to perform surgery, he didn't run into any issues with wrapping up the baby in blankets.

The two big men wrapped up the child while Li Qingcang gazed at the wrinkled face of the little baby. He felt an inexplicable pain spreading through his heart.

He never knew that giving birth to a child was such a dangerous and nerve-wracking experience.

He didn't even know that Tianxin would've been so brave and decisive in a situation like this.

She looked like a goddess radiating a noble light during the operation.

After all, Ye Tianxin was the inheritor of the art of Jiameng's ancient embroidery. It was quite a sight when she finished stitching the wound.

It was so fascinating that the anesthesiologist couldn't help but give her a thumbs-up and ask in admiration, "Where did you learn that from?"

"Imperial Capital University, Medical School."

C-section operations usually didn't take that long, but the operation only lasted slightly more than an hour this time.

For Ye Tianxin, however, this one hour felt more like an entire century.

"I'll trouble you with handling the matters after the operation."

Since Ye Tianxin borrowed the operating room in the International Medical Camp, she tidied up the operating room and surgical tools before leaving the operating room with Li Qingcang.