"If you can give birth naturally, then of course you should. But if you can't deliver naturally for too long, then you'll definitely have to have a cesarean section. Otherwise, it will be life-threatening for both you and the baby," the doctor said seriously.
Liang Mei understood after hearing this, but she was still a little scared and looked at Lin Chaosheng with some worry.
Lin Chaosheng knew that Liang Mei was very flustered because it was her first time giving birth to twins.
So he comforted her, saying, "It's okay, just trust the doctor. Our country's production technology is getting more and more advanced. Just listen to what the doctor says."
Liang Mei felt a little better after hearing Lin Chaosheng comfort her.
After the doctor gave some more instructions, Lin Chaosheng and Liang Mei returned to their ward.
Lin Chaosheng helped Liang Mei onto the hospital bed, when suddenly Liang Mei looked out the window and exclaimed, "Chaosheng, look outside!"
"Oh my god, it's snowing again? This time the snow is much heavier than before!" Lin Chaosheng looked out the window.
Liang Mei became worried: "It's almost the end of the month, and these two babies still haven't come out. I don't know if I'll be able to finish my postpartum confinement before the New Year."
“It’s alright,” Lin Chaosheng comforted him. “I’ll get you a wheelchair and push you around to eat New Year’s Eve dinner.”
Liang Mei slapped Lin Chaosheng's arm, "Get lost, I don't want to sit in a wheelchair!"
Lin Chaosheng smiled and said, "Alright, alright, you'll definitely be able to make it to the New Year's Eve dinner!"
Then Lin Chaosheng began to worry about another matter, "You said the snow is getting heavier and heavier, won't it delay Shansheng's return?"
“I don’t think so,” Liang Mei thought for a moment. “My intuition tells me that it shouldn’t snow this heavily during the Chinese New Year.”
Lin Chaosheng flicked Liang Mei's nose, "You think you can rely on your intuition?"
The Lin family, Zhao Shufang, and two others were having lunch when they looked at the heavy snow and felt somewhat worried.
"With the snow falling so heavily, Liang Mei can't get cold in the hospital, can she?" Zhao Shufang asked worriedly.
Lin Shanhai shook his head. "Don't worry, how could they possibly get cold? The hospital has pretty advanced heating these days."
"How about we go check on them this afternoon?" Liang Fu suggested.
This was exactly what Zhao Shufang wanted to say. "Sure, sure, I was just thinking of going to see them. I'll bring them dinner too."
It just so happened that Liang Fu had also been knitting scarves and shawls these past few days. She was worried that Liang Mei would get cold in the hospital, so after finishing her meal, she quickly went back to her room to find what she had made.
"Have you gathered everything?" Lin Shanhai asked cautiously before setting off.
Zhao Shufang urged, "Everyone's here, everyone's here! Let's hurry up and go, it'll get dark soon!"
The three of them then rode bicycles to the hospital, with bags and packages hanging on the bicycles.
Lin Chaosheng felt a pang of helplessness when he saw Zhao Shufang and the others arriving at the hospital with large bags and small packages to visit Liang Mei.
"Mother, why are you going through all this trouble?" Lin Chaosheng asked, rubbing his forehead.
"Go away, I didn't bring this for you." Zhao Shufang took out a thermos of chicken soup from a bag. "Come on, Xiaomei, try this chicken soup. It's so delicious. I started stewing it at noon."
The moment the lid was opened, the aroma of chicken soup filled the entire ward.
As Liang Mei's due date approached, she became hungrier and hungrier, and her stomach rumbled as soon as she smelled this aroma.
"Thank you, Mom! I love your chicken soup!" Liang Mei took the thermos and slurped up a mouthful of soup, instantly feeling warm all over.
Lin Chaosheng stood to the side, swallowed hard, and pleaded, "Xiaomei, can I have a sip?"
Lin Shanhai pushed away Lin Chaosheng, who was about to slurp up the soup, and said, "Go away. There's food in that other thermos. You can have that."
Lin Chaosheng looked at Zhao Shufang and Lin Shanhai with a mournful expression: "Oh dear, now that I have grandchildren, I've become a pitiful little thing that neither my parents care about..."
Everyone burst into laughter. Liang's father covered his mouth, took out a scarf and shawl from a bag, and handed them to Liang Mei. "Sister, what do you think of my knitting skills? I knitted these especially for you, in case you're not warm enough in the hospital."
Liang Mei put down the chicken soup, took the things Liang Fu handed her, gently stroked them, and then tried on the scarf around her neck. "Not bad, you've graduated. You can knit these for your sweetheart in the future."
Liang Fu's face immediately turned red. "What sweetheart? I don't have a sweetheart!"
Everyone remained silent, secretly smiling.
After chatting for a while, Zhao Shufang noticed that it was getting late, so she packed her things and prepared to go home.
After that, they visited Liang Mei every three days, which made Liang Mei unable to help but persuade them, "Dad, Mom, the road is quite far, and it's so slippery now that it's snowing. What if something happens to you two? I have Chao Sheng to take care of me here, you don't need to come so often!"
Zhao Shufang wouldn't listen and insisted on coming every three days. "That Lin Chaosheng is a grown man, can he take good care of you? I should have just come and take care of you!"
Liang Mei tried to persuade him further, but was interrupted by Lin Chaosheng, who walked in.
"Come, come," Lin Chaosheng opened the letter he had just received, "and see who wrote to you."
Lin Shanhai immediately recognized the letter as coming from Lin Shansheng and urged Lin Chaosheng to read it to them.
"This kid is getting better and better at this job! He said he'll definitely come back a week before Xiaomei gives birth. Then he'll go back to work, and then come back on the 29th."
“This is too much trouble,” Liang Mei said worriedly. “Tell him he doesn’t need to come back when I give birth, he can come back before the New Year, then he can see his little nephew and niece.”
Zhao Shufang also advised, "Xiaomei is right. Let him work properly in the city. Is it really okay for him to keep taking leave?"
“Alright, I’ll reply in a bit,” Lin Chaosheng said.
"Hey, by the way, how are they doing? They haven't been arguing or anything, have they?" Zhao Shufang asked hurriedly.
Lin Chaosheng smiled and said, "Don't worry about that, Mother. They're just in the honeymoon phase right now!"
Zhao Shufang smiled and said, "That's good, that's good."
At this moment, Su Hang and Su Ning also arrived, carrying large bags and small packages of various tonics to visit Liang Mei.
"What are you two doing?" Lin Chaosheng said helplessly.
“My sister-in-law has been hospitalized for so long, and I work at the supply and marketing cooperative. We haven’t visited her even once. What’s wrong with bringing her some things?” Su Ning retorted.
Su Hang quickly chimed in, "That's right, that's right. This is a small token of our appreciation for Sister Xiaomei, not for you!"
"Thank you so much," Liang Mei said with a smile, "but there are some things I really can't eat anymore. These past two days, my mother has been working hard to cook delicious food for me and bring it here, and she's been changing the dishes every day. I must have eight stomachs to eat all the food you've brought."
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