The doctor advised Huo Zhixing to step back a bit, assuring him that they would ensure the safety of Jiang Can and her child.
Huo Zhixing paced back and forth in the delivery room.
To avoid worrying him, Jiang Can bit her lip to keep quiet and followed the doctor's instructions to exert force.
Perhaps because she had received an epidural, or perhaps because she had become accustomed to the pain and rhythm, Jiang Can felt that it didn't hurt as much anymore.
“Very good, Mrs. Huo…” the midwife assisted from the side, “Now take a deep breath and push!”
"Keep going, push harder!"
"Mrs. Huo, we can already see the baby's head!"
Huo Zhixing's heart was in his throat.
"Mrs. Huo, very good, keep pushing!"
"Hang in there, it's almost time!"
Jiang Can was numb, feeling as if her body had been torn in two. Whether she used force or not was no longer up to her; the child seemed to be straining desperately to break free, forcing her to use all her strength as well.
"Wow--"
Suddenly, a loud cry rang out, and the battle finally came to an end.
Jiang Can was completely exhausted and finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaning her head against the delivery bed.
Huo Zhixing was extremely excited and stood there, his hands trembling.
"Mr. Huo, congratulations!" The doctor brought the baby over for him to see. "It's a boy, weighing 8.8 pounds!"
Huo Zhixing was taken aback. 8.8 pounds is almost eight kilograms! No wonder the boy's cries were so loud; he's a chubby son!
The doctor showed the child to Jiang Can again, and then took the child to take a bath.
The midwife was doing the final cleaning work for Jiang Can.
Huo Zhixing stood to the side, motionless like a statue.
He was excited to have a son, but after the excitement came endless sadness.
How much suffering did Can Can endure to give birth to such a chubby son?
I once heard someone say that a woman giving birth is like trading her life for another's, but at the time I didn't understand it deeply.
But the scene he had just experienced with Jiang Can in the delivery room left him with mixed feelings.
He dared not think about what he would do if something unexpected happened to her during childbirth.
How can he survive all alone in this world?
If the child survives but he loses her forever, will he hate the child...?
Huo Zhixing slowly squatted down, covering his face with one hand. Several doctors and midwives nearby found it strange, but no one dared to go forward and disturb him.
No one knows how much he was thinking just now.
It wasn't until the head of obstetrics—that kind British lady—came in, checked Jiang Can's wound, and confirmed that everything was alright, that she slowly walked up to Huo Zhixing.
"Mr. Huo, aren't you going to tell your wife how hard she's been working?"
Huo Zhixing then suddenly came to his senses.
He quickly stood up, took a step to Jiang Can's side, and held her hand tightly.
"Can Can..." She choked up as soon as she said those two words.
Jiang Can smiled at him, her pale face covered in sweat, her eyes brimming with the joy of becoming a mother for the first time.
She reached out and touched his face.
The lights in the delivery room were a bit too bright for her to see clearly, but she could tell that his eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face.
He was a tall man, nearly 1.9 meters, who was usually calm and composed in public, and decisive in his actions.
He actually cried in front of her now.
Jiang Can quickly wiped away his tears, "Honey, what's wrong...don't be like this!"
"I'm fine."
Why are you crying? I just had a baby, aren't you happy?
Huo Zhixing forced a smile. "Happy."
This laugh, which was even uglier than a cry, amused Jiang Can.
Why are you making that face!
“Because…” Huo Zhixing said in a low voice, “You are in pain, and I am in pain too.”
Jiang Can smiled and softly uttered two words: "Fool."
Huo Zhixing stroked her sweaty hair and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
...
Outside the delivery room, the elders had been waiting anxiously for some time.
Yin Ruohong would occasionally peek through the delivery room door—even though there wasn't a single gap in the door.
Yin Wenxi was restless. She had experienced the pain of childbirth herself, and now that her daughter was suffering the same pain, it broke her heart.
She prayed silently, willing to give anything for her daughter and child's safety.
Fu Xiuyu was equally anxious, not only keeping an eye on this side but also keeping her phone video on, while Huo Zhanpeng, Wang Meiyun, and Huo Zhixin waited anxiously on the other end.
Just then, a loud cry rang out, and everyone jumped up as if they had been electrocuted, crowding around the delivery room.
Soon after, the nurse brought out the baby, who had just finished his bath, and told them the good news.
The entire corridor erupted in excitement.
Everyone was eager to hold the baby, but no one dared to actually go up and hug him.
The nurse smiled and said, "Dad is still in the delivery room with Mom. Mom is still too weak. Why don't we wait for Dad to come out and let him hold her first?"
Everyone agreed: "Yes, yes, let Daddy hold him first!"
At this moment, several doctors had already pushed Jiang Can into the VIP ward, and Huo Zhixing followed them in.
Everyone stood together in the ward, a joyful atmosphere prevailing.
"Zhixing, hurry up!" Fu Xiuyu beamed. "Quickly hug your son!"
Huo Zhixing straightened his back, his face full of pride.
He only caught a glimpse of the baby when he was born before the nurse took him to bathe. Now, clean and dressed in his little clothes and wrapped in a blanket, Jiang Can was in much better spirits and finally had the peace of mind to look at his own son properly.
So, as if performing some kind of ritual, he walked step by step to the nurse, raised his arm, and prepared to take his son.
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