The people outside were in a panic and chaos. Tao Yi and Meng Wanjie were crying, Jiang Yi was staring with red eyes, Zhou Huanan and Su Wantang were clasping their hands tightly, Jiang Lan and Xia Zhixian ran over, Zhou Ke and Zhou Huaixin also stood up immediately.

The rest of Ye Song, Xiao Jia and others were running around anxiously outside.

Zhou Jing'an's tears fell down, and his heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, causing him to feel a sharp pain.

He was so panicked that he just kept knocking on the door and shouting Jiang Ling's name.

The midwife said anxiously: "Go and prepare some food quickly. The princess has no strength left. If she continues like this..."

Meng Wanjie shuddered and turned to run outside, "Where is the kitchen? Take me there!"

Zhou Jing'an's eyes were dark and blank. He asked hesitantly, "What if this continues? Speak!"

He rushed over and grabbed Doctor Lin, "Is Ling'er in danger? Doctor Lin, what will happen to Ling'er?"

Doctor Lin's face was solemn. "If the princess doesn't have the strength to give birth, the child will suffocate to death, and the adults will also be dragged to death."

Zhou Jing'an was stunned, and a roaring sound rang in his ears.

"No, no..." he murmured to himself, "Ling'er can't die..."

He ran back to the door. Jiang Lan's face wasn't looking good either, but she was an experienced person after all. She quickly grabbed Zhou Jing'an who was about to rush in and comforted him, "It's useless for you to go in. Ling'er needs to save her energy right now. Don't go in and make her sad."

Zhou Jing'an lowered his eyes weakly, his hands still clinging to the door tightly.

He can't do anything now.

He could only watch Jiang Ling fall into danger.

He kept saying that he wanted to protect her, but in the end he was the one who hurt her the most.

At this time, Meng Wanjie and Xia Zhixian came back from the kitchen. Meng Wanjie was holding a bowl of noodles. The door to the inner room was opened. Zhou Jing'an looked anxiously and saw that Jiang Ling was almost transparent and covered in sweat, as if someone had poured a basin of water on him.

She was biting a cloth in her mouth, and the veins on her forehead and neck were exposed, not to mention the bright red under her that stained the entire bed sheet.

"Blood..." he murmured, his face turned pale in an instant, his heart seemed to be twisted and squeezed, and his heart seemed to have a big hole in it, with wind rushing in.

He rushed in regardless of everything, "Ling'er!"

Jiang Ling's strength was almost exhausted. He turned his head in a daze, his eyes blurred with tears. He looked miserable and miserable. When he looked straight at Zhou Jing'an, he felt his body shaking with pain.

Jiang Yi rushed over and hugged him, "Don't make trouble!"

The door closed quickly, blocking his view.

Tao Yi clasped his hands together and prayed softly, hoping that Jiang Ling could escape danger and overcome the difficulties smoothly.

Jiang Ling ate half a bowl of noodles accompanied by Meng Wanjie and Xia Zhixian. Zizhen then served her a bowl of soup and asked her to drink a few sips. Jiang Ling finally had some strength in her body. She bit the cloth towel while enduring the pain. Sweat mixed with tears flowed down her face. She no longer had any other thoughts and just wanted to end the bone-gnawing pain as soon as possible.

At five in the morning, a loud cry was heard, waking up everyone present.

The midwife exclaimed in surprise, "It's a baby boy!"

Zhou Jing'an was startled. He pushed the door open with all his might and rushed in, anxiously looking for her, "Ling'er!"

Jiang Ling felt a black screen before his eyes, as if all the strength in his body was drained away, and he passed out without any consciousness the next moment.

"Ling'er!" Zhou Jing'an watched her close her eyes in front of him, his heart trembling. He ran over to hug her in panic, "Doctor Lin! Doctor Lin, please save her..."