Su Ningyan at this moment is hanging on by a mere breath.
She knows that if she faints now, the little treasure in her belly is very likely to die of oxygen deprivation inside her womb.
"Xiao Han, help...help me...the baby must come out..."
Tang Han was startled, "Ningyan, I...I don't know how to deliver a baby."
"You must save the baby; if he doesn't come out soon, he will suffocate inside, ah..."
Tang Han had only read about this in books, but those were armchair strategies; she had no real experience.
She looked at the state Su Ningyan was in; she was already at her limit.
The amniotic fluid had broken, and if the child doesn't come out for an extended period, it indeed could die from the lack of oxygen.
Moreover, once the child dies in the womb, she's afraid that Su Ningyan's life cannot be saved either.
Tang Han took a deep breath and looked between her legs.
