In the rearview mirror, Shen Zhihuan leaned softly in Zhang Fengxia's arms. Her face turned pale because of the pain. She tried her best to take deep breaths to try to relieve the pain.

"Wife..." The man's clear voice was trembling, which he himself was not aware of.

"Brigade Commander Su, don't be so nervous, I'm fine." Shen Zhihuan forced a smile.

"Wife, don't talk, save your energy." Su Ziyu's palms holding the steering wheel were soaked with cold sweat, his eyes were nervous and uneasy, as if he was under tremendous pressure.

Shen Zhihuan nodded at the rearview mirror.

"Sister-in-law, take out a few chocolates from your pocket and feed them to my wife." Su Ziyu suddenly remembered the doctor's previous reminder.

"Hey!" Zhou Xiuqiao responded, hurriedly untied her tied pocket, took out a chocolate from the iron box, peeled it and fed it to Shen Zhihuan.

While Shen Zhihuan was chewing, she took out a few more and closed the lid.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but after eating a few chocolates, Shen Zhihuan felt less nervous.

Su Ziyu frowned and looked at the rearview mirror frequently, as if this was the only way to ease his inner tension.

Even though she had given birth to four children and witnessed the birth of her eldest grandson, Zhang Fengxia was still extremely nervous.

My eldest daughter-in-law is in good health. She was able to eat and sleep well during pregnancy. She could even eat several whole-grain steamed buns in one meal.

Looking at the second daughter-in-law in my arms...

I have been weak since I was young, and I get sick every three or five days. My appetite hasn't changed much since I got pregnant with Guaiguai.

They originally planned to keep her for a few more years, and then...

Thinking of this, Zhang Fengxia stopped talking quickly.

Perhaps she felt it was unlucky, so she hurriedly spat three times in her heart.

Galloping all the way.

By the time he arrived at the military hospital, Su Ziyu's palms were already wet, as if they had just been pulled out of a basin of water. The tight, stiff feeling spread from his fingertips to his arms, and then to the leg that was pressing on the accelerator.

The uneasy feeling put him in a state of high tension.

Maybe because of the phone call, when the jeep arrived, the doctors and nurses were already waiting at the hospital entrance.

As soon as the jeep stopped, the doctors and nurses pushed the medical transport cart over.

While getting off the car, Su Ziyu quickly wiped the cold sweat from his palms on his trouser legs, and carefully carried his young wife out of the car and placed her on the medical transport cart.

"How long have the contractions started?" The female doctor wearing black-framed glasses saw Shen Zhihuan frowning, touched Shen Zhihuan's bulging belly with her hand, and then put her hand on the Cunkou pulse at Shen Zhihuan's wrist.

"Ten minutes. We rushed here as soon as the pain started." Su Ziyu clenched his fists.

"How many times did you feel pain in the middle?" the female doctor asked again.

"Twice!" Shen Zhihuan answered obediently.

"I don't think you can give birth for a while, go to the ward first!" The female doctor withdrew her hand.

When Mr. Shen and Mr. Chu rushed over from the military headquarters, Shen Zhihuan was leaning on the hospital bed, and Su Ziyu was carefully feeding her with a bowl of chicken soup.

Even though he had no appetite, Shen Zhihuan still forced himself to swallow two large chicken legs and half a bowl of chicken soup in order to replenish nutrition and increase physical strength.

"Didn't you say it had already been launched? Why are you still here?" Old Master Shen frowned and looked at Su Ziyu.

"Where's the doctor?" Old Master Chu also sounded dissatisfied.

"The doctor said that I can't give birth for the time being, so let me come to the ward to rest first." There was no pain at this time, and Shen Zhihuan looked fine.

On the other hand, Su Ziyu on the side looked nervous and his face was ashen.

"Grandpa, godfather..." The violent contractions made Shen Zhihuan's face change suddenly.

Frequent and prolonged contractions made Shen Zhihuan's face turn pale again.

Doctors and nurses each performed their duties, working quickly and orderly.

After the preparations were completed, everyone discovered that Su Ziyu was still standing beside the delivery bed.

Looking at his expression, he doesn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

"Get out quickly!" the female doctor urged.

"I want to stay here with my wife." Tiny beads of sweat appeared on Su Ziyu's forehead.

"No! No! Get out quickly. A woman is giving birth. What are you, a grown man, doing here?!" Zhen Yanqiu was the first to jump out and object.

"Yeah! Don't stand here and affect us." Qiao Haifang echoed.

Ling Xiajuan pushed her black-framed glasses. Although she didn't say anything, the look in her eyes was full of dissatisfaction.

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"I'll just watch from a distance and keep quiet. I promise I won't get in the way of you." Su Ziyu looked at his young wife on the delivery bed anxiously. He was unaware of the sweat dripping from his forehead.

"If you stand here, you will delay your wife's delivery," Zhen Yanqiu reminded.

Now that things have come to this, Su Ziyu dared not stay any longer.

He took a deep look at his young wife on the delivery bed, then rushed out of the delivery room as if escaping.

Shen Zhihuan's scalp was tingling due to the intense contractions.

The word "painful" was not enough to describe how she felt at the moment.

It really hurts!

Every minute and every second was torture for her! The nurse whispered to comfort her, and occasionally told Shen Zhihuan to pay attention to the rhythm, take deep breaths as much as possible, and not to shout and waste energy.

Shen Zhihuan bit her lower lip and nodded silently, clutching the quilt on the delivery bed tightly.

After a while, her palms and forehead were wet with sweat, and the loose hair on her forehead stuck to her forehead.

In the past, people often said on the Internet that the pain of childbirth was no less than being burned by fire or pierced by thousands of arrows, but she still didn't quite believe it.

Now she believes it.

At this moment, she felt as if her body was torn into millions of pieces. The pain that penetrated deep into her bones made her body tremble uncontrollably.

Outside the delivery room

Su Ziyu clenched his fists and stared at the closed door of the delivery room, looking as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

As time passed, Su Ziyu's heart beat as wildly as a drum, as if he was about to be completely swallowed by fear.

The Su family members sat on chairs outside the delivery room, looking very nervous.

Old Master Chu put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth at the door of the delivery room, looking like he had a tail on his butt.

Old Master Shen's eyes were fixed on the door of the delivery room, his anxiety hard to hide between his brows.

When Sun Sijun, Mr. Zhao and Yu Jingyan heard the news and rushed over, Shen Zhihuan had already been in the delivery room for half an hour.

"How long has Huanbao been in there?" Maybe because he walked too fast, Sun Sijun was still out of breath when he spoke.

"Half an hour." Su Ziyu frowned and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

As he spoke, his gaze shifted back to the delivery room door. (End of this chapter)