Chapter 84

Although the doctor was unhappy with the young couple's questioning of his medical skills, he still allowed Meng Yuxiu to enter.

As he entered the delivery room, Meng Yuxiu paused and gazed at his mother.

Mencius' mother did not understand her son's feelings about the impending separation. Like all mothers in the world, she was anxious and expectant. She smiled and waved to her son, "Xiao Xiu, go in quickly and stay with Xiao Shuo. Mom will wait for you outside."

Meng Yuxiu took one last deep look before turning and going inside.

Han Shuo was already lying on the delivery bed.

After entering the delivery room, Meng Yuxiu felt that he was somewhat useful as a husband. While the doctors were making preparations, he immediately went to Han Shuo's bedside so that Han Shuo could hold his hand during childbirth.

However, when he saw Han Shuo's long legs, he immediately felt short of breath, as if he was lacking oxygen, and became extremely nervous.

"Don't be afraid." He squeezed Han Shuo's arm.

Amidst his own pain, Han Shuo glanced at Meng Yuxiu, whose complexion was even worse than his own, and asked anxiously, "You're not going to faint while you're with him, are you?"

Meng Yuxiu replied uncertainly with a blank expression, "Really?"

"..." Han Shuo's lips twitched slightly. He complained, "Damn it! What if I have to catch the baby myself with my hands after it's born?"

"..." Meng Yuxiu wasn't sure either. He could only mutter to himself, "Catch the child..."

"Don't drop it on the ground..."

If it's raining when you travel back to the 21st century, the child will fall on the ground and get covered in mud...

Meng Yuxiu muttered to himself, and Sen Wanzheng suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened abruptly.

"!"

Han Shuo's arm was gripped so tightly by Meng Yuxiu that it hurt terribly. Before he could even curse in pain, Meng Yuxiu suddenly bent down and leaned close to his face.

"Han Shuo!"

"what?!"

Meng Yuxiu asked nervously, "Then...we went back the moment the baby was born. Where would we be when we travel back in time? Would you be lying on the delivery room bed or...?"

He paused, then his lips twitched slightly as he asked, "Or is it that we go back to the same place we came from?"

This time, it was Han Shuo's turn to have his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably.

Damn it… how could he not have thought of that! Of course, he and Meng Yuxiu have essentially returned to their original identities this time. If they've spent a certain amount of time here, returning to the 21st century will be the same time, so perhaps it won't matter.

He might be in his home, in the toilet, or in bed in the 21st century.

But what if I could travel back to the day I came from?

Oh right, Han Shuo leaned back on the delivery bed, desperately trying to recall what he was doing on the day he transmigrated.

"Holy crap!!!" He screamed as he suddenly remembered that he had only been working for a week and was having a meal with his department at the restaurant.

The doctors and nurses who were preparing nearby were all startled and rushed over to ask, "What happened? What's wrong?"

Han Shuo opened his mouth, but no tears came.

He was about to have a heart attack... This time, he's really going to die.

Don't tell him that the moment he opens his eyes in the 21st century, he's lying on a dinner table with his legs spread wide and no pants on, while his male and female colleagues, male and female leaders are all staring at him.

Han Shuo was so distraught at the mere thought of that scene that he felt like he could fly off the planet.

You should know that in front of his colleagues and superiors, he is a handsome and youthful college graduate. Even the cleaning lady at the company would clamor to introduce him to a potential partner.

Seeing Han Shuo's extremely pale face, Meng Yuxiu knew something was wrong. He quickly reassured him in a low voice, "It's okay, don't be afraid. If we go back in time and I'm in the same place as you, I'll catch the child."

Han Shuo, his face contorted with grief, gripped Meng Yuxiu's wrist tightly. He gritted his teeth and said, "You...you'd better find me some pants to wear first..."

Meng Yuxiu nodded repeatedly.

Seeing that Han Shuo was alright, the doctor said to him, "Okay, focus now, you're about to give birth."

Then he said to Meng Yuxiu, "That child's father should also stop chatting with his wife and stand to the side."

Han Shuo was still struggling with the thought of returning to the 21st century. Even though he was experiencing waves of severe abdominal pain, he forced himself to keep reminding Meng Yuxiu not to forget to put his pants on.

Seeing that the doctor was already in place, and Han Shuo was still muttering to himself, Meng Yuxiu was so nervous that he was incoherent, "Don't be afraid, I'll help you put on your pants..."

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than the doctor shouted, "Come on, inhale."

Han Shuo's voice stopped abruptly, and he inhaled instinctively.

Meng Yuxiu also subconsciously took a deep breath.

"squeeze!"

"Ugh—!!!" Han Shuo gripped the barre of the delivery bed tightly, his whole body arching up like a shrimp.

Exhale.

"call--"

After several rounds of this, Han Shuo was exhausted from the pain. If he hadn't been so weak, he would have cursed that damn novel. But just as he was recovering a little, the doctor urged him to hurry up and give birth.

He could only roll his eyes and grit his teeth again: "Ugh—!!"

"Ugh... I can't take it anymore..."

Meng Yuxiu kept wiping Han Shuo's sweat. Seeing that Han Shuo was almost dead, he anxiously asked the doctor, "When can he give birth?"

Doctor: "Almost there, just a little more effort."

Han Shuo shook his head listlessly and asked Meng Yuxiu, "Where's my brother?"

Meng Yuxiu glanced at the clock on the wall and could only coax him, "It'll be soon."

Before entering the delivery room, Han Shuo thought he could hold it in until his brother and nephew arrived, but during the delivery, he realized that, let alone holding the baby in, his own buttocks felt like they weren't even his own anymore.

Han Shuo entered a new stage of labor, and the doctor's voice became increasingly excited and high-spirited.

Meng Yuxiu, burdened with an important task, quickly leaned forward and tilted his head to look. After reading it, he went back to continue wiping Han Shuo's sweat.

Han Shuo, panting, asked him, "Are you out yet?"

"not yet……"

"Damn...uh..."

Han Shuo then gave birth, and Meng Yuxiu continued to look back and forth.

However, after looking at it several times, another thought suddenly popped into his head.

His heart jumped into his throat, and he hurriedly went to Han Shuo's side and asked him, "Han Shuo, Han Shuo."

Han Shuo was holding his breath and couldn't answer Meng Yuxiu. He was really annoyed. His brother and nephew hadn't arrived yet, the doctor was urging him, Meng Yuxiu was asking questions, and his stomach was hurting so badly he was about to collapse.

After he exhaled, she looked at him with drooping eyes and squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth: "Speak!"

Meng Yuxiu leaned closer and whispered, "What about the umbilical cord?"

"If we were in the same place in the past, I could carry the child to the hospital. But if we weren't in the same place, could you... I mean, would you have the strength to carry him to the hospital?"

"I heard that the umbilical cord must be cut immediately, at the latest within one to three minutes. And it must be sterilized..."

He asked uncertainly, "I don't know how long the umbilical cord was when the baby was born. In case I'm not there, please don't drag the umbilical cord on the ground on your way to the hospital..."

Han Shuo was truly impressed; he felt as if Meng Yuxiu was buzzing around his ear like a fly.

"Fine, I'll just wrap it around your neck, okay?!" he exclaimed in despair.

Meng Yuxiu nodded repeatedly. He pondered for half a second, then said, "Han Shuo, tell me your address before you transmigrated here? In case we're not in the same place, I'll go find you as soon as I get back. I was in the school auditorium that day; maybe I can make it in time to take you to the hospital..."

Han Shuo winced in pain and quickly gave him an address.

The doctor and nurses overheard their conversation.

The elderly male doctor shook his head speechlessly once again, saying, "Sigh, this is the first time I've ever seen someone like you. You can still chat while having a baby. You must have some energy."

"What about the umbilical cord? I've been a doctor for decades, do you think I don't know how to handle the umbilical cord? You think it's wrapped around your neck? Do you think it's a scarf?"

Seeing that the doctor was getting angry, Meng Yuxiu had no choice but to say, "I'm sorry, doctor, that's not what we meant..."

"Alright, alright," the doctor called out to Han Shuo. "Keep giving birth! You can still chat with your husband, which means you still have the strength. Come on, keep going!"

Han Shuo took a couple of breaths and looked at Meng Yuxiu: "I'm not going to waste my breath on you, just leave me alone. My ass is about to explode, uh—!!!"

"Okay, okay, I won't bother you... You go and get some sleep..." Meng Yuxiu wiped the sweat from his brow.

As if everything had been arranged, Han Shuo could finally have some peace and quiet during his pregnancy.

Time passed second by second. When Meng Yuxiu saw Han Shuo exerting all his strength, his legs trembling, he heard the doctor's excited shout.

"Hurry, young man! Give it your all! You'll be born soon!!"

"We can see the child's head!!"

Meng Yuxiu's mind went blank for two seconds.

Two seconds later, he suddenly woke up and rushed to Han Shuo's leg. He stared intently at him, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

The doctor was busy when he suddenly noticed that there was someone else next to him.

He turned his head and saw the woman in labor's young husband trembling as he stretched out his arms.

"Hey, hey, hey?" The doctor nudged the young man who was getting closer with his elbow and asked, "What are you doing coming over here? Are you going to deliver the baby or am I going to deliver it?"

Meng Yuxiu swallowed hard and said, "Doctor, I...I...I want to see the child..."

The doctor frowned and said, "Tsk! You can see the baby as soon as it's born. Why are you in such a hurry, father?"

"Quick, move to the side. Otherwise, how am I supposed to deliver your wife's baby?"

Meng Yuxiu could only nod with his lips pursed, then take a half step back.

But that's only half a step; it can't go any further.

"Push! Push! It's coming out!"

With the doctor's encouraging words, Han Shuo felt the contents of his stomach suddenly rush down. He had never experienced such a relaxed moment in his life, and at the same time, he was able to completely clear his mind.

It's over, it's really over, there's no time... the baby is about to be born, it's too late for everything.

The faces of Han Hong, Han Ting, and Meng's parents flashed through his mind, and Han Shuo's chest heaved uncontrollably as he struggled to control his emotions.

Finally, with the doctor's last urging, he broke down and cried out in a hoarse voice.

"Ah ...

"They're out!!!!"

Meng Yuxiu's heart pounded. When he saw the doctor pass a soft, wet thing between Han Shuo's legs, he rushed over!

Han Shuo, exhausted, heard the child's clear and loud cry in his dazed state.

"Wow!"

But in his remaining consciousness, only a few thoughts kept repeating themselves.

Sigh... I'm so unwilling to accept this.

I haven't seen my brother and Tingting yet... I didn't even have a chance to say goodbye.

well……

Meng Yuxiu, don't let the child fall to the ground...

well……

My pants...

Ah—he really doesn't want to appear naked in the 21st century...