Chapter 454 Giving Birth
Xu Meng only vaguely heard the hoarse voice of Mr. Wu.
"Everyone follow me to the study!"
Then there was the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.
Silence was soon restored, but Wu Fei felt that the air around her was so heavy that it could crush her shoulders. Through the study door, she could even hear her grandfather's roar and the faint crying of Old Mrs. Wu.
There are several photo frames placed on the lattice shelf on one wall.
My uncle is not here, and it is difficult to see him in the family photos.
Wu Fei heard the sound of a car coming from outside.
He looked out the window hastily.
Song Moting has short and thick hair, deep and sharp eyes, and sharp facial features, which must have made many people fall in love with him. At least that's how I saw Song Moting at the beginning.
Now he had one hand on Jiang Xiaoxiao's waist, and was carefully helping the pregnant Jiang Xiaoxiao out of the car. The tenderness in his eyes seemed to bloom only for the woman in his arms.
The door of the study on the second floor suddenly opened, and the noise inside was instantly magnified countless times. It was the sound of porcelain breaking!
Wu Fei hurried downstairs.
Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting sensed something was wrong as soon as they entered the room. The atmosphere seemed off.
At this time, Wu Fei ran down from upstairs panting, with a look of residual shock on her little face.
When Old Mrs. Wu heard the noise, she also came downstairs.
Jiang Xiaoxiao sensitively noticed the remaining traces of tears in the corners of the old lady's eyes.
"Grandma Wu, if it's inconvenient, we can come back another day."
She didn't want to get involved in the Wu family's affairs.
Regardless of whether she is Wu Weiguo's daughter.
"Rebellious son, you rebellious son, even if Jiang Xiaoxiao is your daughter, how are you going to acknowledge her? Are you going to tell her that she is your bastard child who was drugged and conceived, and that you don't welcome her into this world at all?"
The old man's roar put an end to all of them.
Song Moting held Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand tightly and stared at her worriedly. This sentence meant that Jiang Xiaoxiao was related to the Wu family.
Jiang Xiaoxiao raised her hand and shook his hand back. Song Moting's hands were very thin and big, with almost no flesh on the back of his hands and wrists, and the bones and joints were prominent. However, when held in the hand, they were hard, which made people feel very reassured.
"Grandma Wu, let's go back first!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao answered without changing her expression and pulled Song Moting away.
The Wu family was actually in the earthquake.
Is Wu Weiguo crazy? He knows that no matter who is right or wrong in the affair between him and Ye Hua, he cannot let outsiders know. But Wu Weiguo actually wants to uncover all the secrets and make the truth known to the world.
How could Wu Weiguo have such feelings for his child, who was not a product of his love?
Only a fool would believe that!
Her experiences in her previous life taught her that even biological children might not be treated well.
What's more, his appearance means shame for the Wu family and a stigma that Wu Weiguo will never be able to wash away.
Just because Wu Weiguo is mentally ill doesn’t mean that she is mentally ill too.
Pretending nothing happened is the best situation.
Unfortunately, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.
Before anyone could make a move, Old Lady Wu had already taken a step forward and grabbed Jiang Xiaoxiao's wrist tightly.
"Xiaoxiao, listen to grandma, you are..."
Jiang Xiaoxiao's expression remained unchanged as she politely pulled her hand out. Only she knew how much effort it took.
The old lady's strength doesn't seem like that of an old lady at all.
"Grandma Wu, I have something else to do. I'll go back first. Xiaocheng has recovered from his illness. I won't come to your house anymore. Sorry for disturbing you. From now on, we'll be even and part ways, and be happy on our own."
My meaning is clear enough. Old Mrs. Wu is a smart person, how could she not understand what I mean?
Old Mrs. Wu looked at her empty palms. The child didn't want to recognize them at all.
Who can I blame!
No one would believe that such a thing could happen.
If they can't openly acknowledge the child, what else can they ask of the child?
"Xiaoxiao! Let's go!"
Song Moting put one hand around Jiang Xiaoxiao's waist and protected her belly, worried that she would be sad.
This incident is truly shocking.
He hadn't expected this to happen.
Looking at Jiang Xiaoxiao's expression, he knew that Jiang Xiaoxiao probably knew it a long time ago, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to remain calm in such a desperate situation.
Xiao Xiao is almost nine months old, and now is not the time for her to be experiencing such emotional excitement.
Why are the Wu family so ignorant?
I wonder what emotional excitement will cause for a pregnant woman who is about to give birth?
This means he doesn't care about his wife at all. Even her biological father would not recognize her.
Song Moting protected Jiang Xiaoxiao and left.
The car drove out for ten minutes and neither of them spoke.
I really don't know what to say.
So much happened today.
All Song Moting could do was to hold Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand tightly and give her silent support and comfort. At this time, silence was better than any words of comfort.
Jiang Xiaoxiao sighed, "Second brother! Take me to the hospital!"
Man proposes, God disposes.
I wanted to wait until full term to give birth to the baby, but unfortunately God didn't let me.
She felt a dull pain in her stomach.
There is a high probability of premature birth.
My child, mom doesn’t want this to happen. You have to forgive me.
Song Moting looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao in shock, her face pale but still smiling, then turned the steering wheel and headed straight for the hospital.
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On the 20th of August, Jiang Xiaoxiao was lying in a delivery room in the hospital, holding Song Moting's hand and trying to concentrate her breathing.
She had been there for over twenty-four hours and was exhausted, but the nurses kept telling her everything was normal.
Song Moting didn't shave and there were dark circles under his eyes.
Fan Xiuying went back to prepare food, which should be here soon. Jiang Laoshi was so anxious that he almost wore a hole in the floor outside.
Old Mrs. Song and Old Mr. Song were also waiting outside.
"Xiaoxiao, it's okay. You'll be okay, and the baby will be okay too. I'll always be with you."
Song Moting tried hard not to look so neurotic and desperate, but he was shaking with nervousness because of worry.
Trying hard to comfort Jiang Xiaoxiao.
"You look as if you are the one who is going to give birth."
She laughed, but her laughter was cut off suddenly as another contraction struck her.
The intensity was slightly different this time, and she could feel it.
She leaned back against his arm and said weakly, "I guess it won't be long."
"Thank God!"
He didn't know how much longer he could hold out.
Watching her in pain and being unable to do anything about it was the hardest thing he had ever faced, and he was seriously considering limiting the number of children they could have to one.
This kind of heartache was a kind of pain he didn't want to endure again.
He kissed her sweaty forehead.
The nurse who came to check on Song Moting smiled as she saw the look of life and death, and then smiled slightly after checking Jiang Xiaoxiao.
"Comrade Song, your wife is right. It won't take long. We'd better send her to the delivery room. You go out and wait."
During the delivery, Song Moting wanted to go in several times and stay by her side.
However, the doctor conducted a complete prenatal examination for her and did not think that Jiang Xiaoxiao would encounter any trouble during delivery.
His request was firmly rejected, and the power of the Song family was powerless.
Song Moting was extremely confused and wondered if the trouble the doctor mentioned was different from what he thought.
She had been in labor for thirty-six hours.
He didn't know if this was normal.
Half an hour later, Song Moting held his red son in his arms.
In the ward, Jiang Xiaoxiao, who had been sent out of the delivery room, looked at him with tearful eyes and couldn't help but smile.
Song Moting's expression was so gentle that she almost couldn't bear it.
It was a gentle expression of guilt.
"Six pounds and eight ounces. You just barely made it through safely."
A baby that is too big is not good for the mother.
Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed and extended her hand to them.
Song Moting placed the tightly wrapped child in her arms, and he stayed by the mother and child's side, keeping his eyes on them both.
He had never seen such a beautiful sight in his life, God, he felt so good!
I was exhausted but it felt great.
(End of this chapter)
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