Song Yiyi was pushed into the delivery room.
Cen Yue raised his foot and was about to follow him in, not feeling anything wrong at all.
Old Liu turned around and the door closed behind him.
He dragged Cen Yue outside with him, "We're doing an inspection, you can't go in."
Old Liu looked up.
I noticed that Cen Yue was obviously in a bad mood.
His eyes were red and his breathing was a little disordered.
The excitement was visibly evident.
Old Liu was quick-witted and took out an envelope he had prepared in advance from his pocket, bit a hole in it and was about to stuff it into Cen Yue's pocket.
Cen Yue dodged slightly sideways.
"Need not."
His voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were fixed on the delivery room.
I can't see anything.
His expression was still extremely focused.
Suddenly a scream was heard from the delivery room.
Song Yiyi didn't cry out during the contractions.
Maybe I'm a little nervous because I'm finally going to give birth.
She couldn't hold back during the doctor's first internal examination.
Song Yiyi only shouted once.
There was chaos outside the door.
Cen Yue asked to go in and accompany the delivery. Before Lao Liu could explain, he lost his patience and rushed in.
"Don't be impatient. The baby's not coming soon. We're just doing an internal examination now! You'll just cause more trouble if you go in!"
Old Liu vowed to guard the door of the delivery room to the death.
He was ready to be beaten by Cen Yue again.
Fortunately, the ward door opened at this time.
"Three fingers, go back to the ward and wait."
A single word from the obstetrician almost cost Song Yiyi half her life.
Her waist was in so much pain that it felt like it was breaking.
The contractions are becoming more frequent.
It hurt so much that I couldn't make a sound.
Only three fingers?!
The group returned to the ward in a panic.
Cen Yue was guarding the bedside.
Cai Mengjun and Song Minghui were busy running around.
Song Yiyi buried her face in the pillow and murmured softly: "Cen Yue..."
The pain was like being hit.
Cen Yue held Song Yiyi's hand, squatted beside her bed, his shoulders tense, and replied in a trembling voice: "Wife, I, I..."
His throat felt tight.
Cen Yue could feel Song Yiyi's whole body trembling, but he could do nothing. A feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.
He raised his hand and stuffed it into Song Yiyi's mouth, "Yiyi, bite it."
Cen Yue couldn't think of any good solution.
He just hoped that this could relieve Song Yiyi's pain.
If possible, for the first time in his life, he would want to regret and tell the doctor that they would not have another child.
Song Yiyi didn't bite. She tilted her head and squeezed out a word from between her teeth: "I want to vomit."
Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun were watching from the side, turned their heads and looked at each other, both of them saw a moment of speechlessness in each other's eyes.
They hurried to get the washbasin.
Song Yiyi couldn't vomit anymore, and her consciousness began to become a little blurry.
Old Liu came in with the obstetrician.
The two of them gave Song Yiyi a lot of instructions.
She didn't hear a word he said.
She only felt the ward door close, and Cen Yue half hugged and half embraced her and stood up, "Yiyi, bear with it for a while, if you can't bear it anymore, lie on me."
Cen Yue and Cai Mengjun helped Song Yiyi change her clothes.
In order to dilate the cervix faster, obstetricians recommend that the mother do some exercises accompanied by her family.
Song Yiyi was almost stunned by the pain.
She was completely lying on Cen Yue, and Cen Yue led her to exercise while standing.
Check again after half an hour.
Song Yiyi's cervix is fully open.
Old Liu tried to stop him again and again, but in the end he couldn't persuade Cen Yue and asked him to accompany him into the delivery room.
He pulled a nurse over, stuffed several envelopes into her hands, and instructed her, "Pay close attention to the family members. If they become overly emotional, give them the envelopes!"
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