An Hongdou died, but then she came back to life, bringing a spatial dimension filled with billions of supplies as she transmigrated to the 1970s, becoming a dark-skinned, chubby, ugly country bumpk...
Shen Xiangzhi was driven out, and the door of the delivery room was locked from the inside.
An Hongdou held her eyelids open and looked at the simple delivery room in front of her.
A surge of pain came over me, and my stomach felt as if it was churning.
"Don't push hard yet, and don't shout. Save your strength, and you can push hard when I tell you to." An Hongdou heard the nurse say this.
Her hands were clenched tightly, and although she did not cry out in pain, her porcelain-white face was covered with sweat.
Shen Xiangzhi stood at the door anxiously, sweating with nervousness, and desperately stretched his head to look inside, but he couldn't see what was going on inside.
Time passed little by little until the sound of a child crying was heard from inside.
Shen Xiangzhi suddenly became alert and leaned against the door, but apart from the crying of the baby, the only sound inside was the voice of the nurse giving orders.
Another baby cry was heard, and Shen Xiangzhi seemed to be exhausted.
It wasn't until the door of the delivery room was opened that a smell of blood hit me.
But he didn't care and asked hurriedly, "How is my wife? Where is the child?"
"They are all in there. Your wife is fine, but she is too exhausted. We have three boys, the first two are quite healthy, but the younger one is a little weak, so you have to pay more attention to him." The midwife did not say that the younger one might not survive.
There is really a huge difference.
The first two had loud voices when they were born, but the last one made no other sound except for a few humming sounds. If he hadn't moved when she poked him, she would have suspected that he was dead.
Moreover, the difference in body size is quite large.
At that time, even the medical conditions in big cities were backward, not to mention that it was a small town. After the baby was born, life or death was left to fate. There was no question of putting him in an incubator or rescuing him.
Shen Xiangzhi's heart, which had just been put at ease, could not help but be lifted up again, and he hurriedly walked inside.
The smell in the room was not good. An Hongdou was still lying there motionless, her hair wet with sweat stuck tightly to her pale face. Her originally bulging belly had flattened, and she looked so thin that it made people feel distressed.
He was just about to go over to see how she was doing when his attention was drawn to the three little babies wrapped up next to them.
At this time, they had already stopped crying and were sleeping there peacefully, waving their little hands from time to time.
Shen Xiangzhi’s heart softened all of a sudden.
The footsteps that were originally heading towards An Hongdou turned towards the three children.
It was only when he saw them that he realized the differences between the babies.
The three babies were only given simple care right after they were born, and some of their bodies were stained with faint blood.
Moreover, Shen Xiangzhi really didn't want to admit that the children were wrinkled and ugly, which made him unable to bear to look at them.
The one in the middle is better. Although it is equally ugly, at least the shape is normal. The head on the right is pointed, with an obvious mark on the forehead. The ugliest one is the one on the far left. They are obviously brothers born at the same time, but when lying together he is obviously smaller than the other two, and his facial features do not look as clear as the other two.
In short, it’s hard to put it into words.
In an instant, Shen Xiangzhi’s mood became complicated.
The nurse who had just walked out came back in and asked them, "Comrade, did you send your wife here alone? Didn't anyone else in the family come?"
Chen Xiangzhi shook his head. The tension from waiting outside the door for so long made his voice sound a little hoarse. "No, my family didn't have time to come."
The nurse looked again and again and advised: "Your wife gave birth to three babies at once. She is much weaker than other women. It's already dark outside. You can't take care of three babies by yourself. I think it's better for you to stay in the hospital for one night."
Fortunately, the hospital is relatively empty at the moment, so it doesn't cost much to keep them there for one night.
"Then I'll trouble the nurse to help arrange it." If the nurse hadn't reminded him, Shen Xiangzhi really wouldn't have noticed that it was already night.
The nurse was kind enough to arrange for them, "How about this? I'll help you look after the three children here. You can help your wife go to the ward on the left corner, and then come over to pick up the children."
This is the delivery room. It is in a mess and has not been cleaned up yet, so it is not suitable for living.
Shen Xiangzhi nodded and thanked him again before going to An Hongdou.
An Hongdou struggled to get out of bed, but the pain in her body almost killed her. She was tired and cold, and felt like she was about to collapse. She wanted to close her eyes and never open them again, but she had to open them.
Shen Xiangzhi went and picked him up directly. She subconsciously wanted to struggle, but her weak body really didn't allow her to muster the strength. In addition, his embrace was broad and warm, so she couldn't help but want to lean on him.
Shen Xiangzhi moved quickly, holding An Hongdou and striding out, and in a few steps he reached the ward at the corner.
There was a baby crying next door, but Shen Xiangzhi was anxious and didn't pay much attention to it.
There were two beds in the ward, but no one was there at the moment. Shen Xiangzhi put An Hongdou on one of the beds and hurried back to the delivery room without saying a word.
The nurse was still cleaning up the mess in the delivery room when the baby, who had been quiet a moment ago, suddenly whimpered and burst into tears.
As soon as this voice came out, the other one started crying too.
Shen Xiangzhi hurried over and wanted to hug the child, but looking at the three children in front of him, he hesitated.
The outstretched hand turned and carefully picked up the child who looked the weakest.
Compared with the other two, this little guy is very small, and even his cry is weak. If he wasn't held in his palm at this moment, he could hardly hear his voice.
The nurse stopped what she was doing, walked over and joked, "Comrade, the one in your hand is the youngest, the one with a circle on his head is the oldest, and the one in the middle is the second oldest. You have to remember this and don't confuse these brothers."
Looking at the way Shen Xiangzhi held the child in his palm, one could guess that this person had definitely never held a child before.
Under the guidance of the nurse, Shen Xiangzhi finally took the child into his arms.
He moved stiffly, not daring to move, for fear of accidentally breaking the soft little thing.
The nurse was used to holding babies, so she was very familiar with the situation. She looked at the other two, picked up one in each hand skillfully, and walked out.
Shen Xiangzhi also hurried to follow stiffly.
The nurse sent them to the ward. The child was still crying. Shen Xiangzhi was anxious, but he didn't know what to do.
The nurse couldn't bear to see this new father taking care of the baby, so she reminded him, "The baby must be hungry. You should give the baby to your wife and let him suck breast milk. But it will take some time before breast milk comes out. There is no rice soup in the hospital at this time. There are other women who have given birth in the hospital and have not left yet. You can ask her to help feed the baby."