Listening to the cries of pain from inside the room, Cheng Su felt a chill run through her body, making her soft and trembling.
"Scared? Women giving birth is always like this. You'll experience it in the future too; consider it a rehearsal." Beside her, someone noticed Cheng Su's fear and laughed.
What, a rehearsal?
No, just listening to it made all her bones ache. If it were her, wouldn't it be a heart-wrenching pain?
She was most afraid of pain. What should she do in the future? No, the current technology for caesarean sections should be quite advanced, right?
"Guiying, how's Guiying?" Wan Dahe rushed in from outside, wanting to dash into the room.
Several sisters-in-law quickly pulled him back, saying, "Dahe, you can't go in. Look, you're all sweaty. Go wash up quickly. Once the baby is born, you'll have to take mother and child to the hospital."
Wan Dahe's face turned pale from hearing the cries, like he had lost his soul, and he was pushed out by others.
