I am the stepmother of my son, and the little villain has changed into a little cotton-padded jacket

Wen Ruizhou looked at Zhou Tong worriedly, and felt that her hand, which had been tightly holding his, had now loosened. Wen Ruizhou's heart suddenly became extremely panicked, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Tong'er! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me. Wake up!"

Xue Ming hurried over to check on Zhou Tong: "She didn't faint, she just used up all her strength and was too tired. It's a pity for the child, it's probably impossible to save him. The woman has completely lost her strength. It probably won't be long before the child suffocates to death in her stomach."

There was a hint of regret in Xue Ming's tone. Wen Ruizhou shook his head repeatedly with a trembling voice when he heard what he said.

"I don't want the child anymore. I just want Tong'er to be fine. Old man, please save her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Tong slowly opened her eyes, looked at her husband, and thought of her newborn child.

An inexplicable hope suddenly arose in Zhou Tong's heart. She didn't know where the amazing strength came from. She grabbed the quilt with both hands, exerted force under her body, and let out a shrill scream.

"what!!!"

The midwife reacted immediately and helped Zhou Tong give birth according to her efforts.

After a moment, a faint cry came from under Zhou Tong's body, and the midwife exclaimed in surprise.

"It's born! It's born!"

The midwife stood up holding a thin baby, then wiped the baby's body with hot water and put it in a swaddle.

Perhaps because the baby had been in the womb for too long, his cheeks were a little purple and his crying was very weak.

The midwife held the baby and walked over to Zhou Tong and Wen Ruizhou and handed the baby to them: "It's a little girl."

Wen Ruizhou stared blankly at the skinny baby in front of him, his heart filled with an unknown emotion.

He reached out his hand tremblingly and touched the baby's cheek, then turned to look at Zhou Tong: "Tong'er, this is our daughter, look...Tong'er! What's wrong with you!"

He had just said half of his words when he realized that Zhou Tong had completely closed his eyes and fainted, and he was immediately frightened out of his wits.

"Old sir! Old sir! Come and see what happened to Tong'er!"

Xue Ming hurriedly walked in front of Zhou Tong, without caring about etiquette, and put his fingers under Zhou Tong's nose to test whether she was still breathing.

After sensing the weak breath, Xue Ming couldn't help but feel regretful. There was a bit of helplessness in his eyes: "She breathes out more than she breathes in. Madam, I'm afraid... My medical skills are limited. There's nothing I can do. Please accept my condolences, young master."

After hearing what Xue Ming said, Wen Ruizhou was so shocked that he stood there in a daze as if he had been struck by lightning. After he came to his senses, his voice trembled.

"No, it's impossible. How could Tong'er die? Old sir, please have mercy on me and save Tong'er. My son has just been born and he can't be left without a mother like this." Wen Ruizhou lost his usual calmness and composure. He became so anxious that his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Seeing him like this, Xue Ming quickly reached out to help him, but he was really helpless about this matter. Zhou Tong was in such a state that she was bleeding so much that she couldn't stop bleeding at all. It was a miracle that she could give birth to the child safely with her last breath, but her life would be hard to save even if a great immortal came.

Since ancient times, countless women have died from difficult childbirth and hemorrhage. Although he also wants to save people, this is a situation that cannot be changed.

Xue Ming felt deeply powerless in his heart. He was really unable to do anything. But looking at Wen Ruizhou who was almost on the verge of collapse in front of him, he couldn't say such cruel words.

"Sir, please don't be like this. She is being kept alive by the ginseng soup. Now it depends on whether the bleeding can be stopped. I will do my best. If she cannot be saved, please accept my condolences."

Hearing what Xue Ming said, Wen Ruizhou nodded repeatedly and said gratefully: "Thank you, old sir, thank you, thank you..."

After Wen Ruizhou thanked Xue Ming, he returned to Zhou Tong, reached out and held her hand tightly and placed it on his face, the worry and heartache in his eyes almost overflowing.

"Tong'er, I am sorry for you. I made you suffer so much. You risked your life to give birth to a pair of children for me. Please don't leave me, please. It's all my fault. If I could have come back earlier, this wouldn't have happened today, and you wouldn't have suddenly given birth because of the shock. It's all my fault. I didn't protect you well."

Wen Ruizhou's eyes turned red and his voice gradually became choked.

Wen Shutang stood aside and watched his eldest brother, who was usually the most steady and calm, crying like this. He felt very uncomfortable. No one expected that things would turn out like this.

Zhou Tong opened her eyes weakly. When she heard what Wen Ruizhou said, she forced a smile and moved her fingers to touch Wen Ruizhou's cheek.

Her voice was hoarse from the excessive roaring from giving birth, her breath was weak, and her voice was almost inaudible.

"Azhou, I don't blame you. You have to take care of... take good care of our child. You have to be well on your own in the future..."

Hearing what she said, Wen Ruizhou's tears gushed out even more violently and could not be stopped. He tightly grasped Zhou Tong's hand and pressed it against his face, shaking his head repeatedly, not wanting to accept this fact.

"No, no, it won't, Tong'er, you will be fine, please don't scare me, okay? Our child has just been born, I can't do without you. Please get better soon, okay? As long as you get better, I promise to never restrict you again, you can eat as much candy as you want, and I won't say anything to you, okay? Tong'er, please, don't leave me alone..." Wen Ruizhou's voice choked, and he knelt on the ground in embarrassment, his usual demeanor completely gone.

Faced with the impending death of his lover, Wen Ruizhou felt as if his heart was about to break with pain.

The more time passes, the more she remembers the goodness of her lover. Seeing Wen Ruizhou losing his composure like this, a tear slipped down Zhou Tong's eyes.

Zhou Tong's tears became more and more violent as she recalled the moments she had spent with Wen Ruizhou. However, the pain in her body and her confusion made her unable to say anything.

Looking at Wen Ruizhou's face with longing, Zhou Tong felt her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier.

Seeing her close her eyes, Wen Ruizhou became even more flustered.

"No! Tong'er, don't sleep, please open your eyes, don't sleep..."

Xiao Wan, who was standing aside and watching this scene, had already burst into tears. She had always remembered how good her aunt had been to her. Now, seeing that her aunt was about to pass away, she felt unspeakable sadness in her heart.