"My darling... my love..."
The woman's eyes reddened as she gently held the little girl's wrist.
Having received a definite response from the woman, Wen Qinghe turned her head and tearfully complained to her, her heart full of grievances:
"Waaaaah...Mommy...it hurts..."
"It hurts so much, Qingqing..."
The doctors in the delivery room were relieved to hear the mother make a sound, and immediately began to help her push.
No one paid attention to the woman's eyes, nor did they delve into her soft, tearful cries of pain, which sounded like she was begging for comfort.
After all, when people suffer great pain, they will subconsciously think of their closest loved ones, and they will think of the ordinary people.
Otherwise, one would surely find the scene too eerie.
The little girl stared longingly at the midwife beside her, and even the doctor himself couldn't help but wonder if the woman in labor was hallucinating.
I treated her like my mother.
…
The woman looked at her child, who was once a tiny little thing, now grown into an adult and about to become a mother.
She felt a pang of heartache.
He gently wiped away the little girl's tears with his hand, then pointed in the air.
For some reason, Wen Qinghe, who was just in so much pain that she couldn't breathe, suddenly felt no pain at all.
"Honey, are you feeling better?"
Wen Qinghe looked at the woman, her eyes filled with undisguised surprise and joy, and instantly burst into laughter through her tears.
"Ooh...it doesn't hurt anymore..."
The doctor standing nearby was deeply moved as he listened to the girl's words.
That's why people say mothers are the greatest group in the world.
Even in such painful moments, I can find solace in myself.
But as the mother suddenly relaxed, before the doctor could even worry that she was running out of energy again,
It felt like the fetus inside the womb was being pushed, slowly carving its way out of the birth canal.
The doctor who delivered the baby was overjoyed, assuming it was because the baby was eager to come out...
One minute later, with the newborn's cry of "Wah!", a new life was successfully born.
"It's born!"
"It's a girl, and it's 5:18 PM now."
"Five catties and eight taels."
…
The busyness of the others seemed to isolate Wen Qinghe and the woman in red.
"Honey, you've worked so hard."
The woman kissed the little girl's forehead tenderly.
Wen Qinghe panicked and gripped the woman's hand tightly.
"Waaah, Mommy, are you leaving...?"
The woman in red was surprised, her eyes filled with reluctance to part with her daughter, but now was not the time.
Not to mention that she hadn't finished her business yet, even if she stayed, she couldn't face that man outside right now.
After confirming that Wen Qinghe was safe, she snapped her fingers, and the little girl immediately fell into a deep sleep.
He held her hand tightly, still feeling insecure.
Left with no other choice, she took the blood jade from the storage compartment—a piece she had prepared long ago but never had the chance to give—and placed it in the little girl's hand.
Only then did he step out into the void.
Before leaving, she turned back and looked through the wall at the man outside the door, a man who had already entered his twilight years.
Separated by a wall.
Wen Yunhuai, standing outside the door, seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to the side.
Before him were the cold, hard walls of a hospital, yet he seemed to see through them those eyes, filled with longing day and night.
My heart, which had been dormant for so long, started beating wildly and abruptly.
But in just a moment, those eyes seemed to disappear as if it were just his imagination.
Before he could feel a sense of loss, a nurse opened the delivery room door from the inside.
"Wen Qinghe's family—"
The people at the door immediately swarmed over.
The nurse tightened her grip on the child.
If it weren't for the fact that some of these people were wearing military uniforms, and there were two rows of soldiers standing outside, she would have thought that these people were there to snatch her child.
How is my wife?
How is my daughter?
Where is my daughter-in-law?
Several voices spoke at the same time, and the nurse finally understood the relationship.
She revealed the child in her arms.
"Don't worry, mother and daughter are safe. Here's the baby, who will hold her?"
Yan Xiao's mind seemed to have just come back to its senses as he repeatedly pondered the nurse's words.
Mother-Daughter-Peace-Safe
Does that mean, "Is my beloved safe and sound?" or "I'm alright now?"
Very good!
Qingqing is alright!
But then he looked behind the nurse and didn't see anyone else. The man looked nervous.
Why hasn't my wife come out yet?
The nurse exclaimed in surprise, "The mother won't be in labor that quickly; they're still doing the final cleaning inside. By the way, who's going to hold the baby?"
Yan Xiao ignored the last sentence and stood straight at the door, looking at the door behind the nurse that led to the delivery room.
Wen Yunhuai, who was standing to the side, was not in the mood to hold the child at the moment. His daughter was still inside and had not come out yet. Moreover, he was still a little flustered after that momentary illusion.
He only glanced at the child briefly before stepping aside to let Lin Yingru pass behind him.
"Let your mother-in-law hold him."
Lin Yingru quickly piled all the things she was carrying into Yan Zhenyue's arms and carefully took the child from the nurse.
It was so light it felt almost weightless, yet Lin Yingru was so nervous that her back was sweating.
She could carry sandbags weighing 100-200 pounds in front and back during training, and she carried steel rifles weighing tens of pounds wherever she went on missions without ever feeling that they were heavy.
But at this moment, the tiny bit in my hand made me extremely focused and used all my strength to hold it up.
She had held Yan Xiao when he was born.
But back then, she was a new parent, and it was a boy. Unless the baby was hungry or needed a diaper change, she would just throw him on the bed and let him cry.
A few months later, she no longer had the chance to hug him.
Now it feels more like holding a baby for the first time—a sense of helplessness, yet an inability to make a mistake.
Yan Zhenyue was tall, though not as tall as Yan Xiao, but still 1.88 meters.
Looking at the tiny thing in his wife's arms, a delicate little creature, as tender as a chick, fragile and easily broken.
I don't know if it's because of the special bond between grandparents and grandchildren, but he felt like he could stare at the little thing for a whole day and night without blinking.
I heard the whispers of other women's families behind me.
Yan Zhenyue turned his head sharply, his eyes sweeping over the family member, who immediately fell silent in fright.
The two rows of soldiers, seeing the commander's look, assumed he had witnessed something unusual and immediately turned to look, ready to be on standby at any moment.
The family member sitting in the waiting area was so frightened that he almost burst into tears on the spot.
If his wife hadn't been giving birth inside, who would want to come to such a creepy place?
If he hadn't been unable to urinate while sitting down, he probably would have wet himself in embarrassment!
Yan Zhenyue also realized he was being paranoid. For some reason, he had a feeling that someone was trying to steal his little snack... oh no, his little granddaughter... while he was blinking.
He turned back to continue staring at the tiny thing in his wife's arms, while gesturing to the two rows of officers behind him:
[Quickly, set up a perimeter!]
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