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  Han Xiaoye woke up half an hour after he walked.

   As soon as she woke up, she found that she was lying in the hospital, there was no one in the ward, and her stomach was hurting badly.

   She gritted her teeth and shouted, "Anyone?"

   The little baby in the belly seemed to move.

   "Anyone?" Out of maternal instinct, she shouted again.

   People outside seemed to have heard her voice and pushed the door in.

   is Yin Jue and an unknown woman.

   The woman looked familiar, but Han Xiaoye couldn't figure out who it was.

   "Are you awake?" Yin Jue walked to the bed.

  Han Xiaoye touched his stomach and said in an uncomfortable voice, "My stomach, my stomach hurts."

   "Does your stomach hurt? Wait, I'll call a doctor." Yin Jue straightened up, saw Quan Wanwan standing at the door, worried and pulled her away together.

After a while, the doctor from the obstetrics and gynecology department came and checked Han Xiaoye. He sweated and said, "She has already started to open the cervix. She has just opened a finger, and she will open it later. From now on, it will be very difficult. It hurts, let's see if she can hold on."

  Han Xiaoye was in pain, but his consciousness was clear. She heard what the doctor said and immediately understood that she was about to give birth. Without waiting for Yin Jue to answer, she gritted her teeth and tugged at the sheets, and said firmly, "I can. The doctor helps me."

   "Well, I'll have people prepare things for production. You hold on."

"Okay."

  Han Xiaoye gritted his teeth and endured.

  Ten minutes later, she opened her second finger, her whole body was sweating profusely from pain, and the blue veins on her forehead were protruding. She was stunned to hold back and didn't make a sound.

   Quan Wanwan's face was not good-looking at first, but seeing her like this, even a woman couldn't help but resonate with her. Seeing that she held back the pain without saying a word, her impression was a little better.

   Next is the third finger...the fourth finger...

When    opened her fifth finger, she had bitten her lip. The strong smell of blood spread between her lips and teeth, and she looked dazed with pain.

"Well."

"it hurts."

   Sixth finger...

   She finally couldn't help shouting.

  The doctor has pushed her into the delivery room, and Quan Wanwan and Yin Jue are guarding outside. Because Quan Wanwan is a woman, she can stand in the delivery room. The doctor didn't know the relationship between the two and thought they were relatives, so he asked Quan Wanwan to come in and encourage Han Xiaoye.

   "It will be very painful for a woman to give birth naturally. The pain is no less than surgery. You are here to cheer her up. Say something encouraging to her. As long as she can stay awake, the natural birth will be fine."

   Quan Wanwan has walked through the South, through the North, fought and shot, but has never experienced a woman giving birth to a child. She looked at Han Xiaoye and began to cry in pain, but she didn't know what to say for a while.

   "The seventh finger, prepare hot water." The obstetrician checked Han Xiaoye's body and said.

   "It hurts, it hurts..." Han Xiaoye was soaked with sweat, and when she was about to take the pain, she started shaking her head, "I won't give birth, I don't want to give birth."

  It hurts, it really hurts.

   It is like crushing the soul, and the ears of those who are in pain are dizzy.

   "Little uncle, woohoo, I don't want to give birth."

   "I'm dying."

   "Hold on, finger 10 will be reached soon." The doctor cheered her up and glanced at Quan Wanwan.

   Quan Wanwan was stunned. After all, few people would look at her that way. She frowned, looked at Han Xiaoye, who was sweating all over, and then looked at her chubby belly. She said with difficulty, "Come on."

   That voice was completely different from her usual behavior.

The    doctor seemed speechless to her and said to her, "You have to encourage her and keep her awake. What's the use of just saying cheers?"

   In normal times, if anyone would talk to Quan Wanwan like that, she would have thrown that person into the mass grave to feed the dogs. But now, she unexpectedly asked, "Then what should I say?"

   "Forget it, wait for her cervix to open to 10 fingers later, you can ask her to exert force beside her, insist, and that's it." She looks pretty, how can she be so stupid?

  Han Xiaoye's cervix soon reached 10 fingers, and she cried out in pain.

  The doctor started squeezing her stomach, "Strength, okay, start pushing!"

"what--"

  Han Xiaoye is about to collapse in pain!

   "The child's head is out, push hard."

  I don't know if it was infected by the atmosphere, Quan Wanwan also said next to her, "Persevere, work hard."

   "Okay, listen to me, take a deep breath from now on. When I say inhale, you inhale, and when I say exhale, you exhale while exhaling, you know?"

  Han Xiaoye gritted his teeth, tugged at the sheets, kept one-ten thousandth awake, and nodded randomly.

   She's going to give birth to a baby!

  Be sure to give birth to the baby!

   "Come on, 321, breathe in!"

   She took a deep breath.

   "Okay, 123, exhale, force!"

   She squeezed her stomach down hard.

it hurts!

  Han Xiaoye was about to faint from the pain. She bit her already bitten lip again and bit down hard.

   "123, breathe in!"

   "321 Exhale, use force!"

   "Inhale."

   "Strength!"

   "Inhale, push hard!"

  I don't know how long it took. When she was about to be unable to hold it, she suddenly felt empty and something slipped out.

   She instinctively wanted to sit up and grab it, but Quan Wanwan was holding her down next to her. Quan Wanwan was sweating all over her body and told her, "It's okay, the child is born. It's alive."

   alive... alive...

  Han Xiaoye thought this adjective was a bit strange, but when she heard that the little bun was safe, she was relieved and slumped on the bed.

  The doctor slapped the baby, washed her, cut off the umbilical cord and wrapped it up. The baby immediately let out a loud cry.

   "It's great, the birth is smooth. The child is healthy."

   It is really not easy to have a premature delivery and still give birth naturally.

   Quan Wanwan leaned over to take a look, and saw a bright red, wrinkled little guy was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and gently touched the little monkey's face.

   Started with soft skin as if she would shatter when touched.

   The eldest sister from Zhajing City, like an electric shock, quickly retracted her hand, as if she was afraid of bruising the child.

   "So ugly."

   His mouth was disgusting, but his eyes did not leave Xiao Baozi.

   "Can you give me a hug?"

The doctor thought she was Han Xiaoye's good friend or sister or something, so he handed the child to her naturally, and said with a smile, "This is the case with newly born children, and it will be fine in two days. Be careful. , it's not good to upset her."

   "This child has very good-looking facial features, looks like his mother, and has fair skin. He will definitely be a great beauty when he grows up."

   Quan Wanwan glanced at Han Xiaoye lying on the bed, and then at the ugly red monkey in his arms, noncommittal.