After washing and warming his hands, Xie Zhiyan, as usual, gently massaged Shu Ying's waist and abdomen.
Since her pregnancy progressed, Xie Zhiyan often noticed that Shu Ying would be supporting her lower back and holding her belly, appearing to be in some discomfort.
He noticed these things and would often massage Shuying's waist, abdomen, and calves before bed.
As a husband, there wasn't much he could do while his wife was pregnant; all he could do was to be good to Shuying.
Shu Ying probably sensed Xie Zhiyan's movement. She groggily reached out and hugged Xie Zhiyan's waist, opening her eyes a crack and speaking with a nasal tone.
"You're back."
Xie Zhiyan hummed in agreement and gently stroked Shu Ying's hair with his fingers.
"Go to sleep, I'll give you a longer massage, you've had a long day."
Shu Ying smiled and mumbled, "It's not hard work." I wanted to chat with Xie Zhiyan a little longer, but I couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep again in no time.
Looking at Shu Ying's deep sleeping face, Xie Zhiyan bent down with heartache and pressed a kiss on Shu Ying's forehead.
With her due date still a little over a month away, it means Shuying has to endure another month of hardship...
Xie Zhiyan felt heartbroken just thinking about it. After massaging Shu Ying's waist, abdomen, and calves, he then massaged her head.
While pressing the button, I couldn't help but repeatedly berate myself.
It was all because of him that Shu Ying had to go through such hardship again.
Every time Xie Zhiyan saw Shu Ying working so hard yet still waiting for him to come home, he felt guilty and increasingly indebted to Shu Ying, and his love for Shu Ying deepened involuntarily.
Fortunately, he has already had his tubal ligation done; this is the last time, and there won't be a next time.
After the massage, Xie Zhiyan sighed softly, changed his clothes, got into bed, and gently hugged Shu Ying's shoulders.
Shu Ying sensed his movement, and drowsily moved closer to him, automatically curling up in his arms.
Half-asleep, still mumbling incoherently—
"My stomach... is heavy... kicking me..."
Xie Zhiyan quickly folded the blanket and placed it under Shu Ying's abdomen to alleviate some of her discomfort.
He gently stroked Shu Ying's swollen belly and whispered instructions to the baby inside through her skin.
"Be good, don't bother Mommy, let Mommy get some sleep, don't make Mommy uncomfortable."
With the family's meticulous care, the due date finally arrived.
She was pregnant with triplets, and the risks of a natural birth were too great.
Early in her pregnancy, Shu Ying had discussed with her doctor and decided to have a cesarean section for this pregnancy.
Shu Ying deliberately chose a weekend, which the calendar showed was an auspicious day, and it just so happened that everyone was not busy.
Early in the morning, Huang Meiling, Xie Wenyuan, Shu Wenyuan, Yang Wan, Xie Zhiyan, Xie Mingzhu, and the three children—a large group of people—came together to take Shu Ying to the hospital.
Shu Ying had already arranged to see a doctor in advance. After arriving at the hospital, the doctor and I coordinated our plans in an orderly manner. We discussed the steps and details of the cesarean section and reviewed the previous prenatal checkup records to ensure that we were both fully informed.
While the doctor went to prepare, Shu Ying took out a large bucket of spiritual spring water that she had prepared in advance and handed it to Xie Zhiyan.
"This is a medicine I specially prepared. After the surgery, I might not be able to do it myself, so please use this to wipe my wound. It will help the wound heal faster."
Xie Zhiyan listened intently to Shu Ying's words, his face tense, and nodded solemnly.
"Okay, don't worry, I remember everything, and I will definitely keep these medicines safe."
Shu Ying glanced at his hand holding the large thermos flask; his fingers were turning white from gripping it so tightly.
Even though she was the one giving birth, Xie Zhiyan seemed much more nervous than she was.
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