Wu Changming felt somewhat helpless. This couple, one wanted him to come in, and the other wanted him to leave. It was too difficult for him to be caught in the middle.
But he couldn't really help much here, so he just said "okay" and turned to leave.
And Chen Zhiyan began a new round of pain.
When Wei Wangqing saw Wu Changming come out, he quickly grabbed his arm and asked, "How is he? How is Ayan?"
Seeing Wei Wangqing's worried and anxious expression, Wu Changming probably understood why Chen Zhiyan was so happy.
"He's fine, he's still giving birth, it'll be a while."
"Oh." Wei Wangqing breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that nothing was wrong, but when she heard that it would take a long time, she became extremely discouraged again.
She felt like a century had passed.
Wu Changming was getting annoyed watching her pace back and forth. "Can't you just sit here and wait?"
"Oh dear, I just couldn't sit still." Wei Wangqing didn't mind his rudeness; the two were old friends, and they knew each other well.
Time passed slowly, and Wei Wangqing's legs ached so much that he finally sat down quietly.
But while his legs stopped, his mouth kept moving.
"Why hasn't it been born yet? Is it taking that long?"
"Who gives birth like it's like going to the toilet, it just comes out in a flash?"
"You're talking about when it's smooth." Everyone has times when they have constipation.
"You know that too?" Wu Changming said with disdain.
"You mean Ayan isn't doing well?" Thinking this, he leaned towards the door again.
Wu Changming was truly impressed.
"Please sit back down first, wait a little longer, it'll be right away."
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