An Ji simply couldn't relax.
The first childbirth took four and a half hours, and there's a second one?!
Right now, he'd prefer just one child.
He didn't want Youyou to take such risks.
An Ji remained tense and couldn't calm down.
At this moment, in the delivery room.
An Ning was beside Youyou the whole time.
Encouraging her to give birth to the second child.
Luckily, in the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the second daughter was born.
An Youyou was completely exhausted.
They say giving birth is like going to the gates of hell and back; she truly experienced it now.
Fortunately, after giving birth.
It felt like suddenly flying from hell to heaven.
"Mother." An Youyou called out to her.
"Hmm." An Ning was beside her, looking at her face covered in sweat.
Seeing her weakened state.
Tenderly wiping for her.
"Thank you." An Youyou suddenly said.
An Ning was slightly taken aback.
Thanking for what?
Giving birth is one's own task.
