"Xiao Heng, you should go in and take a look. I'm getting more and more worried." Zhang Sumei couldn't stand it any longer. She quickly stood up and grabbed Du Heng's arm. At this moment, Du Heng could feel his sister-in-law's hand trembling slightly.
Du Heng took a deep breath, walked to the side, and called the Director of the Obstetrics Department. At first, he had thought that since there was no immediate danger, he wouldn't bother the Director of the Obstetrics Department so late at night. But now, he couldn't bear it any longer; he didn't want to endure this kind of 'torment.' The Director of the Obstetrics Department, like him, kept his phone on twenty-four hours a day, ready to come whenever called. What surprised Du Heng even more was that when he called, the Director was already on his way to the hospital.
