Transmigrated as the fake rich daughter, schemed by the reborn true rich daughter to go down to the countryside as an educated youth, living in poverty and destitution, short on food and necessitie...
Yan Rushan opened the letter and took out four pieces of paper. "They are the house deeds and land deeds. One set for Province C and one for Fenghuang County."
"It's done so quickly?" Zhong Yuxiu smiled happily, but the next moment, her brows furrowed and her hands involuntarily held her stomach; pain rose to the corners of her eyes and her brows were full of pain.
Yan Rushan saw that something was wrong, dropped his things, ran to her, squatted down and asked with concern: "Yuxiu, wife, are you going to give birth?"
"...It hurts." But in just a moment, she was sweating profusely from the pain. The words she spoke came out from between her teeth, "It hurts so much!"
"Hurry up, go upstairs and pack your things to go to the hospital." Old Master Yan threw the newspaper away. How could he have the heart to read the newspaper at this moment?
"Okay, okay." Yan Rushan was confused. After hearing what his grandfather said, he hurriedly got up and went upstairs.
Old Master Yan shouted towards the kitchen, "Gu Lingguo, Fang Guozhong, come quickly and get the car keys. The car is in my yard. Drive over here and take Yuxiu to the hospital."
"I'm coming." Gu Lingguo and Fang Guozhong walked out of the kitchen quickly and saw Zhong Yuxiu neither sitting nor standing, holding her stomach with both hands, looking very painful. Not daring to delay, they took the car keys from the old man and rushed to Yan's house.
Wang Daya and Gong Zhaodi came out of the kitchen and were worried when they saw her look.
"Grandpa, which hospital should Comrade Zhong be sent to for delivery? We've made some chicken soup and sent it over."
"Military Hospital." The old man didn't want to explain more to them. His granddaughter-in-law was in unbearable pain and her face turned pale.
Yan Rushan packed a large bag of things and came down. Old Man Yan turned around and asked, "Dashan, what did you pack?"
"The child and Yuxiu's clothes."
"Okay, let's do this for now." Grandpa Yan was quite satisfied that his eldest grandson was able to grab the most important things despite being so confused. "Help Yuxiu out to wait for the car. Gu Lingguo and Fang Guozhong went to drive."
"good."
Yan Rushan put the luggage bag on his shoulder, walked up to her, and helped her stand up slowly. Her legs were trembling because of the pain. Her stomach was too big and it hurt, and it felt heavy and uncomfortable.
"I can't walk... It hurts so much and my legs are weak." Yuxiu cried.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay." He bent down and picked her up horizontally. It felt heavy in his hands; Yan Rushan didn't feel it at all. He carried her and walked out with steady steps.
Seeing this, Mr. Yan hurriedly followed.
Wang Daya and Gong Zhaodi exchanged a glance, and Wang Daya said, "You make the chicken soup, and I'll make the bird's nest. Comrade Zhong can't eat spicy food or salt since she gave birth, so make some simple dishes."
With division of labor and cooperation, they had to prepare a lot of food. Yuxiu had a big appetite; when delivering the food, they would definitely bring Yan Rushan's portion along. Yan Rushan's appetite was not small, so a big food box was needed.
Walking towards Yan's house, my arms gradually became heavier and heavier. After all, it was the weight of three children of a pregnant woman.
"Give me the bag on your shoulder. Hold Yuxiu tightly and don't let her fall." Old Master Yan followed closely behind them and took the luggage bag from Yan Rushan's shoulder.
Gu Lingguo and Fang Guozhong drove over and stopped in front of them. After parking the car, they pushed the door open and got out. One of them opened the back door, and the other took the luggage bag from the old man's hand and put it in the driver's seat.
Yan Rushan put the people into the car swiftly, and he got in as well; Old Man Yan could only get in through the other rear door, as the three rear seats were full. Fang Guozhong sat in the passenger seat, and Gu Lingguo was responsible for driving.
"Grandpa, is Grandma Luo at the military hospital at this time?"
"Yes, it's not time to get off work yet." Old Master Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead. He could hear his grandson's wife's suppressed and painful breathing. He also became nervous. "You should comfort your wife. She needs you the most right now."
Yan Rushan nodded, lowered his head and asked softly: "Wife, if the pain is unbearable, bite me."
Zhong Yuxiu opened her eyes and looked at him once, then leaned on his chest, gritting her teeth and enduring the cramping pain in her abdomen. She had only heard that childbirth pain is level 10, but she had never felt it before. Now she really felt it, it was so painful.
"We'll be at the hospital soon, and everything will be fine once we get there." Yan Rushan didn't know how to comfort her, so he used his own method, clumsy but full of his sincerity. "The hospital has an oxytocin injection. Don't be afraid. We'll give it to her when we get there. Hiss... Wife, you pinched me..."
Zhong Yuxiu glared at him angrily. If she hadn't been in so much pain that she couldn't speak, she would have scolded him. "Can you just give me an oxytocin injection? It's only used when a pregnant woman's water breaks, or in an emergency."
Today's oxytocin injections are not as advanced as those of later generations.
Old Master Yan was so frustrated by his own stupidity that he said, "Just try to comfort her. Didn't you see that Yuxiu is in so much pain that she can't speak? You are still saying useless things."
“.......” Yan Rushan.
The journey to the hospital was smooth, with no traffic and a smooth journey.
"Doctor, doctor, my wife is about to give birth, please come quickly." Yan Rushan ran all the way with the person in his arms, rushing around in the corridor of the military hospital.
"Don't yell." A head nurse came over, followed by two nurses, pushing a mobile bed. "Hurry and put you down. We'll take you to the delivery room."
"Hey." Yan Rushan hurriedly placed the patient on the bed. Two nurses covered her with a blanket and pushed her inside. Yan Rushan followed without stopping, but Old Man Yan couldn't catch up immediately. He was stopped by the head nurse. "Old comrade, please pay the hospitalization and delivery fees. If you are a military family member, you can get a portion of the reimbursement."
He just took out his ID and asked, "Is that ok?"
"Okay, Chief. I'll register you." The head nurse nodded respectfully.
"Can I come over now?"
"Yes, please."
Old Master Yan quickly followed his eldest grandson's footsteps. When they arrived at the delivery room, Zhong Yuxiu had already been pushed in, and he didn't see anyone. Seeing his eldest grandson looking around outside the delivery room, he walked up to him and slapped him on the back.
"What are you looking at? Your wife isn't the only one in the delivery room."
Yan Rushan was stunned, then took a step back awkwardly, pulled up his trouser legs and squatted at the door; he pulled his hair a few times and stood up and walked around repeatedly in annoyance.
Old Master Yan sat down on a chair in the corridor, his hands on his knees, his back straight; he was also annoyed by his eldest grandson walking back and forth.
"Big mountain."
"Grandpa?" Yan Rushan looked at him blankly, his feet moving unconsciously.
Old Master Yan swirled his lips and said, "Sit down and wait. Don't move around. Look at the people around you. They're not like you."
Yan Rushan saw two men in military uniforms sitting next to him, also sitting upright on chairs with expressionless faces. He shook his head in his heart, not taking it seriously, but still sat down next to the old man.