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... e started to tremble all over, her finger joints and wrist joints were white from the exertion, and her skin flushed red. The mother couldn’t hold on any longer, and neither could she.
Quick, quick, quick. Doctor Zheng bent down, eyes wide open, observing if there was any other breakthrough point in the birth canal to grasp.
The sound of surgical slippers pitter-pattering echoed through the corridor, swiftly stepping on the labor room’s floor tiles, distinctively loud.
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