Chapter 144: Hiring Eight Parenting Experts for Two Children

Hearing Lu Jingchen's comfort, Ye Qianqian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears and sweat mixed together, blurring her vision.

She opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by another burst of pain.

Her body suddenly arched up, and her fingers almost pinched his arm. "Ah——"

"Yes, that's it! Push harder!" The doctor on the side quickly instructed, his voice calm and professional.

Lu Jingchen's eyes never left her face. Looking at her painful appearance, his heart seemed to be grasped tightly by someone.

He lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and whispered softly: "Qianqian, you are the strongest. I know you can do it."

Ye Qianqian's body relaxed slightly, she tried to open her eyes and look at him.

Those familiar eyes were now bloodshot, but his expression was still firm and gentle.

She took a deep breath, her lips moved, her voice almost inaudible: "With Jingchen here... I'm not afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, his fingers so gentle as if he was touching a fragile treasure.

"Wife, take a break. Let's welcome them together, okay?"

"Okay." Ye Qianqian nodded, closed her eyes, and concentrated all her strength again.

This time, her breathing was deeper and steadier, even though the pain still came in waves.

But she didn't scream again, she just held his hand tightly, as if it was her only support.

The lights in the delivery room were dazzling and cold, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant mixed with the faint smell of sweat on Ye Qianqian's body.

Lu Jingchen bent over and stood beside her, feeling every bit of her struggle.

His palms were already wet, but he didn't dare to loosen his grip, fearing that if he did, she would fall into an endless abyss of pain.

"Honey, try again, okay?" His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

His fingers gently brushed across her forehead, pushing aside the few strands of hair that were soaked with sweat.

Ye Qianqian's breathing became more and more rapid, her chest heaving violently, and her eyelids trembling slightly.

He opened his eyes a crack, his gaze weak but determined, "Okay... I'll try again..."

Her voice was like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

The female doctor's voice came from the side: "Get ready, one last push!"

Lu Jingchen's heart was in his throat, and he unconsciously increased the strength of his hands.

His fingertips almost dug into his skin, "Come on, honey! You can do it!"

Ye Qianqian clenched her teeth, her fingers tightly clasped his hand, her nails digging deep into his flesh.

She closed her eyes and tensed all her muscles, as if she was using up her last bit of strength.

"Ah——" a tearing scream burst out of her throat.

At the same time, a clear baby cry was heard in the delivery room.

Lu Jingchen's pupils suddenly contracted, his gaze turned to the little life, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

His hand was still holding hers, but he felt her body gradually relax. "Honey, don't sleep. There's another baby in your belly."

"Ah——" Another tearing scream rushed out of her throat, and the clear cry of a baby was heard again in the delivery room.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu, for giving birth to a pair of lovely twins, a boy and a girl." The midwife said tremblingly.

She was frightened by Mr. Lu Sanye so much that she was soaked and her heart was trembling. He was very patient with his wife.

Every time she looked at them, their eyes were like knives, and many times she couldn't bear such looks.

She knew very well that if anything happened to Mrs. Lu and the baby in her belly, her life would be over!

Fortunately, Mrs. Lu was taken care of by God, and both mother and child were safe. Her bonus was not too small. She was scared for several hours, but it was really worth it.

The midwife quickly wrapped the two babies in soft towels and carefully handed them to Ye Qianqian.

"Madam, look, it's a boy." The midwife whispered, her tone gentle but with a hint of imperceptible fatigue.

The baby's face was wrinkled, his skin a pale pink, and his eyes were closed.

The little mouth was slightly open, and intermittent crying sounds came out. Lu Jingchen gently held the baby's head with both hands.

As if holding a fragile treasure, he handed it to Ye Qianqian and said, "Wife, take a look at our son. He looks a lot like me."

Ye Qianqian's gaze fell on the baby's face. Her eyes were dazed for a moment, then focused again.

She gently stroked the baby's cheek with her fingers, feeling warm and soft.

Like a piece of freshly peeled fruit, it held the fresh breath of life. "He... he's so ugly, how can he look like you?"

Her voice was hoarse, as if it had been sandpapered, with a hint of uncertainty and surprise that was difficult to conceal.

"Ma'am, all newborn babies are like this. Your baby is much prettier than other babies, and he's very healthy."

The midwife smiled, a few fine lines appearing at the corners of her eyes. "You need to rest now. Don't get too excited when you see your daughter."

Ye Qianqian did not respond, but continued to stare at the baby, as if afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Her hands unconsciously tightened a little, but then immediately loosened, fearing that she would hurt him.

The baby seemed to feel her touch, and its crying gradually subsided, and it rubbed its little face in her palm.

As if searching for some familiar warmth, he stopped crying, "Wife, look how well behaved our son is. He stops crying as soon as he touches his mother."

"Hold our daughter... and let her see her." Ye Qianqian's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, mixed with relief, fatigue and a hint of unspeakable fear.

The process of giving birth is painful, but when you see the little one, all the pain is forgotten.

But she knew that Lu Jingchen was scared this time and he would definitely not allow her to get pregnant again.

When Ye Qianqian woke up from her sleep, Lu Jingchen had already prepared the confinement meal. "Wife, try it first to see if it tastes good."

"Okay, Yanci, where is Yan'an?" Ye Qianqian asked impatiently after taking a bite.

The names of the two children were already decided by the couple.

"Don't worry, the nanny and nutritionist have already fed them milk powder, so my wife doesn't need to breastfeed anymore!"

"No, we agreed to breastfeed." Ye Qianqian said firmly.

"Okay, okay, since you want to breastfeed, you should eat more." Lu Jingchen said good-temperedly.

"Wife, does it still hurt?" After feeding her a bowl, Lu Jingchen sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on her face, his voice low and gentle.

He reached out and held her hand, his palm slightly warm, as if transmitting strength. Ye Qianqian lied, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Lu Jingchen personally took care of Ye Qianqian during her confinement, but he hired eight childcare experts for the two children.