Chapter 167: The "Dinghaishenzhen" is in a state of panic
The sunlight in the first month of the lunar year always carries a lazy warmth, shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows in Chen Ran's living room, casting a light golden hue on the floor.
But this warmth could not illuminate the gloom that was quietly spreading in the air - after the lively reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, the next day Mrs. Chen's spirit began to deteriorate and she began to have trouble eating much. On the second day of the New Year, Chen Ran and Su Hong sent the old lady back to the nursing home.
The doctor diagnosed that the patient's body was in decline and that only conservative treatment was possible, so he asked the family to be mentally prepared.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Si Yan and Su Nian prepared to pay New Year's greetings to Su Nian's parents, and then returned to their own small home in Jinghua Garden to rest and wait for the birth of the baby. After all, it was the late stage of pregnancy, and it was not convenient for them to run around.
When I returned to Wanjing International, I found no one at home and learned that the old lady's condition had worsened.
After settling Su Nian down, Si Yan rushed to the nursing home and took the old lady's pulse. The previous cold had consumed too much of her energy and weakened her internal organs. He prescribed a prescription, but it was only a temporary solution and not a cure.
The old lady could drink less and less of the medicine prescribed by her grandson-in-law.
Su Hong cooked millet porridge and Tremella soup in various ways, but the old lady only drank a couple of sips at most and then shook her head and said, "I'm full."
Chen Ran sat on the edge of the bed, holding a spoon and wanting to feed him another mouthful, "Mom, drink a little more, it will fill your stomach."
The old lady just blinked and looked at him with a hint of apology in her eyes: "Mom has no appetite, so let's not waste it."
The old lady's condition became worse day by day. Later, she even had too little strength to sit up. Most of the time, she could only lean on the head of the bed, and her eyes gradually lost their former clarity.
Everyone knows that the old lady is dragging her days out with one wish in her mind: to see her great-grandson be born.
Su Nian came over to see the old lady once. She pretended to be relaxed and comforted the old lady, "Grandma, come and touch your great-grandson. He's so naughty! You have to get better!"
When her granddaughter arrived, the old lady felt better. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and when she felt the fetal movement, her eyes lit up, "Okay, okay, be naughty!"
Su Nian held her heavy belly and said to herself, "Grandma, please hold on a little longer. Your great-grandson is queuing up to leave the station!"
After leaving the ward, Su Nian couldn't help but hold Si Yan's hand tightly. She touched the baby in her belly, which occasionally moved, and thought about her grandmother's skinny hands. Although the relationship between them couldn't be said to be very close, Su Nian felt like something was blocking her heart, making her feel anxious.
Since her granddaughter came to see her, the old lady has miraculously gotten better.
In a blink of an eye, half of the first month of the year has passed, and the spring breeze has quietly turned the branches green.
Now the baby is very sensible and has entered the pelvis. The umbilical cord that was wrapped around his neck for fun has been untied. He is indeed a naughty child who runs away at the slightest provocation.
However, Su Nian was exhausted in the late stage of pregnancy: her waist was sore as if she had been carrying bricks for three days in a row, her urination was so frequent that she doubted her life, and sleeping at night was even more difficult. No matter what position she was in, she could not sleep for a long time, and she needed Si Yan's help to turn over.
The baby's fetal movements also became much gentler, as if saying: "Mom, please hold on for a few more days, wait for me to come out and show you a cute baby debut!"
Si Yan looked at his wife, feeling so distressed that he couldn't leave her side.
Su Hong was busy running between her daughter and mother-in-law, like a spinning top.
Chen Ran would come to see Su Nian whenever he had time. Seeing how hard his daughter was going through in the late stages of pregnancy, he thought to himself that she was not allowed to have another child in the future.
Zhang Minghua came over at the right time. "Don't worry, I'm here! We have two doctors in charge, and we can even have an expert consultation for the delivery!"
This made Su Nian laugh - knowing her mother-in-law was around really felt like taking a reassurance pill.
Si Yan was still unconvinced: "I'm not afraid even if Mom isn't around. I'm a professor after all!"
Su Nian glanced at him and said, "It's different. We need a 'stabilizing force' at home. If it really breaks out, we won't know how panicked we will be!"
What's the result?
At the critical moment, the son and daughter-in-law did not panic, but the "stabilizing force" was the first to lose its composure!
Half a month later, at night, after taking a shower, Su Nian had just laid down with the help of Si Yan when her stomach suddenly felt tight - as if there was a little guy inside practicing a "combination punch", each punch hitting the flesh.
"Professor Si..." Su Nian tugged at his hand, her voice changing, "My stomach... hurts!"
Si Yan was right beside her. Upon hearing this, he immediately reached out and touched her taut abdominal wall. His expression froze, "The contractions have started. Don't panic! Lie down first and slowly adjust your breathing. I'll pack up and we'll go to the hospital."
He walked quickly to the stairs and shouted downstairs, "Mom! Mom! Come up quickly! Nian Nian seems to be giving birth!"
Just as he finished speaking, he heard a dull "clang" sound coming from downstairs, as if a chair had been knocked over, followed by a flurry of chaotic footsteps, banging on the stairs "dong dong dong", so fast that it seemed as if a tiger was chasing them from behind.
The next moment, Zhang Minghua rushed into the bedroom door like a gust of wind, his hair a little disheveled, and he was holding the door frame with one hand, panting.
This Chinese medicine expert, who is usually calm and composed and claims to be holding an "expert consultation" to calm the situation, now has visible panic written all over his face.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Have the contractions started? Are they very painful? Has your water broken? Are you spotting?"
She fired a barrage of questions like a machine gun, completely losing her usual composure. Her eyes were fixed on Su Nian lying on the bed, then she suddenly turned to Si Yan, "Clothes...delivery bag! Yes, where is the delivery bag?"
Si Yan pointed helplessly at the eye-catching large bag next to the wardrobe: "Mom, here, there are Nian Nian's clothes. Mother-in-law packed them up and put them here last time."
"Okay, okay, thank goodness my in-laws are so considerate!" Zhang Minghua breathed a sigh of relief.
Si Yan looked at his mother's rare panic and couldn't help but remind her, "Mom, don't worry. The contractions have just started and there's still some time before the birth. We still have time."
"How can I not be anxious! My daughter-in-law is about to give birth, so of course my mother-in-law is the most anxious!" Zhang Minghua said, but his hands became even more busy. He finally opened the zipper of the luggage bag and looked up to ask Su Nian, "Niannian, your ID card and medical insurance card are in there, right? Oh, I remember I seemed to have checked, but why can't I remember it now..."
Seeing her mother-in-law was even more nervous than herself, the expectant mother, Su Nian's brows, which were originally furrowed due to the labor pains, relaxed a little, and she even felt like laughing.
She forced a smile and said soothingly, "Mom, everything is ready. Don't worry."
Speaking of which, her mother-in-law is like this... She is not so scared anymore.
Si Yan suppressed his laughter, stuffed the last coat into the bag, zipped it up, and handed the bag to Zhang Minghua to carry.
Si Yan held Su Nian firmly and pretended to be relaxed, "Okay, now that the supplies are counted, we can set off to the hospital!"
Zhang Minghua finally came to her senses, and hurried forward to support Su Nian with her son on either side. Her voice finally calmed down: "Let's go! To the hospital!" But the hand that was tightly holding Su Nian's arm still revealed her nervousness and excitement as a new grandmother.
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