"Exhausted, still exhausted?" Xu Ancheng suddenly panicked, his face turning slightly pale.
"Don't make a fuss," Doctor Ren said with a chuckle, "It's normal."
Looking at Yi Roujing, who was lying on the hospital bed with a calm expression and a rosy complexion, Doctor Ren joked, "If I didn't know better, I'd think it was your husband who was giving birth."
"But you're very sensible; you just washed your hair, didn't you? Smart," Doctor Ren gave her a thumbs-up in praise.
Yi Roujing flashed a bright smile, but the contractions intensified a bit, causing her expression to freeze. Her brows furrowed as Xu Ancheng hurried to her side, gripping her hand tightly.
The contractions came and went, and in no time, Yi Roujing's forehead broke into a sweat. Xu Ancheng, sitting by her side, dabbed her sweat with a handkerchief, occasionally whispering questions about whether she needed water or anything to eat.
