A faint cry of a child came from the entrance of the clinic.

Holding the baby wrapped in a floral jacket, Wang Guihua rushed over and launched into a tirade against Zhou Shuyao, yelling, "That was the woman you longed to marry! She risked her life to give birth to your child, and you didn't even give her a second glance! Are you even human?"

Zhou Shuyao was thrown to the ground by the two men. He scrambled to his feet and went to look at the child in Wang Guihua's arms.

When his gaze fell upon the infant who looked exactly like his eldest son at birth in his previous life, his tears flowed even more fiercely.

He trembled as he touched a bright red mole on the child's sparse hair. This child should have been his and Ling Huanwu's child. How did it become his and someone else's child in this life?

Ling Huanwu glanced at the infant in the swaddling clothes, her chest feeling as if it were blocked by a boulder. She took a deep breath and handed the ginseng she had taken from her spatial storage to the midwife. "Give this to the mother first, and let me go in and help you!"

The midwife took the ginseng with a suspicious look. "Comrade Ling, you've never given birth before, so how could you possibly deliver a baby?"

"Actually, my grandmother was a midwife when she was young, so she knows a little bit about it. Please let me in to take a look!"

Ling Huanwu lied and made things up.

Zhou Jiuzhen grabbed her hand, his mouth seemingly filled with unspoken words.

Ling Huanwu knew what he wanted to ask, so she patted his hand and turned to go into the makeshift delivery room at the clinic together.

Zhao Jingxiang crossed his arms and watched Zhou Jiuzhen and Ling Huanwu exchange ambiguous glances, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Inside the house, Song Yaoyao let out another scream that pierced the sky, startling everyone outside.

As soon as Ling Huanwu entered the room, she saw a scene exactly the same as when she gave birth in her previous life.

She recalled that her water broke in the middle of the night in Shitou Village, and the village's tractor also suddenly broke down.

Lying in a pool of blood, she saw through the crack in the door that Zhou Shuyao knelt down before the male educated youth in the village who repaired tractors, crying and begging him to fix the tractor.

But that tractor seemed to be deliberately working against us, and we just couldn't fix it.

At that time, Zhou Shuyao completely disregarded the customs of the countryside and rushed into the delivery room. He held her hand and firmly told the midwife that they must save the mother's life.

Fortunately, the midwife had a pair of nimble little hands and managed to straighten the baby, which helped her give birth to triplets. Otherwise, she would have died in childbirth back then.

That day, the three children were lined up neatly. Before she lost consciousness, she saw Zhou Shuyao holding her hand and crying uncontrollably, saying that he would definitely be a good husband and father in this life and would never let this family down.

Because of this promise he made, she devoted herself to the marriage without a single complaint.

Even without romantic love, they still have familial affection.

In the end, however, the man she had supported for most of her life and the three children she had risked her life to give birth to left her completely devastated.

Ling Huanwu leaned down and whispered in Song Yaoyao's ear, looking at her sweaty face from the pain, as if she were seeing herself back then.

"You and the baby will be fine. The midwife will put her hand in to help you get into position. Just bear with it..."

Song Yaoyao cried uncontrollably, shaking her head frantically, "I regret it, I don't want to have the baby anymore, Ling Huanwu, I don't want to have the child, I want to live, please save me, it hurts too much, waaaah..."

The midwife shook her head repeatedly, her hands forming a propeller shape. "My hands are too big, there's nothing I can do. Besides, no one can endure this pain..."

"Yes, I'm not having the baby anymore... I can't take it, it hurts too much to put the baby back in..."

Song Yaoyao also shook her head weakly. Just thinking about it made her realize how painful it must be. How could she possibly endure it?

"You're good!"

Ling Huanwu grabbed her shoulders and suddenly shouted.

"The children are still in your belly. How can you just decide not to have them? Where are you going to put them back? Back to their father?"

Lying on the small wooden bed, Song Yaoyao was so frightened by her shout that tears welled up in her eyes, and she was completely stunned.

The midwife cut the ginseng in her hand and put it into Song Yaoyao's mouth. "Throughout the year, I've encountered so many women who are afraid of pain and say they don't want to give birth and want to put the baby back in. You're the first one I've ever met!"

Ling Huanwu quickly washed her hands. As she pried off the fake nails from her fingers one by one, the midwife was completely terrified. Even Song Yaoyao, who was gasping for breath in pain, stared wide-eyed in horror.

After carefully disinfecting her hands with alcohol, she threw off the blood-stained blanket, took a deep breath, and reached her hand inside.

"ah……"

My waist felt like it had been crushed by a heavy hammer, and my lower abdomen felt like a runaway meat grinder was spinning wildly.

Song Yaoyao let out a shrill scream, almost fainting from the pain.

The midwife, touching Song Yaoyao's head-down belly, was filled with shock, and her eyes reddened. "Comrade Ling, these three children will definitely thank you when they grow up!"

After saying that, the midwife quickly prepared to deliver the second child.

Ling Huanwu stared blankly at her still trembling, bloodied hand, and a tear unexpectedly fell down her cheek.

The midwife who helped her give birth to her child in the same way back then.

The midwife said, "Giving birth is like a woman walking through the gates of hell; it's a matter of life and death."

Today, it felt like she had experienced life and death all over again.

When her second and third children were born, she collapsed to the ground as if completely exhausted.

When the three children were carried out, the outside was filled with joy and excitement.

Wang Guihua held a child in each arm and wept with joy.

Zhou Shuyao was stunned when a baby sucking his thumb was stuffed into his arms.

The villagers all gathered around to congratulate him.

"Congratulations, Comrade Zhou! It's been a long time since we've had triplets."

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