"Yes, yes, yes," Jing Shun said repeatedly, "Once we're at the hospital, everything will be settled."
Last time, he had already lost a child, and this time, no mistakes could be allowed.
Every time he sees his three little nephews, his heart swells with love. Thinking that soon he'd have his own soft little bundle to hold, he's both excited and a little scared, feeling utterly at a loss.
The hospital room and doctor had long been arranged, all the best.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Qiu Yuxi was first taken to the hospital room, and when the pain intensified, she was moved into the delivery room by the medical staff.
Jing Shun naturally stayed to accompany her during the delivery.
He stood beside Qiu Yuxi, holding her hand, feeling completely disoriented.
He felt like his soul had floated away, everything before his eyes seemed unreal, even Qiu Yuxi's cries felt distant.
He clung tightly to her hand, cold sweat on his forehead exceeding even hers.
