Gu Huaijin thought about it for a long time before making the decision. The conditions here were not good, and it was far away from the hospital. The medical equipment was very incomplete, so he was worried about Song Zhi giving birth at home.
"Okay." Song Zhi thought about it and agreed. To be honest, Song Zhi was also very scared. After all, giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell for a woman, so it would be safer to go to the hospital.
After returning home, the two told Song's mother about their plan. Of course, Song's mother agreed. She had always been worried about Song Zhi's belly. Now that she had a caring son-in-law who took her daughter to the hospital, she felt very relieved.
The next morning, Song's mother got up early to prepare everything. She had already prepared for the birthing process and had already prepared the necessary clothes, diapers, and bottles. Song's mother packed everything together and also took some clothes for herself and Song Zhi.
After waking up in the morning, Gu Huaijin gently woke up Song Zhi. After eating breakfast made by Song's mother, the three of them got into the car and headed to the hospital.
Although the journey was not short, they did not feel tired.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Gu Huaijin immediately went to complete the formalities. He tried his best to select the best attending physician to ensure that Song Zhi would receive the best possible care and attention. Song Zhi, under the guidance of the accompanying nurse, underwent various examinations and preparations.
Gu Huaijin left only after everything was arranged.
Song's mother went to the hospital cafeteria to find the chefs and borrowed their stove to cook. It was good to give birth in the hospital, but it was inconvenient to eat and take a bath. Song Zhi was a pretentious person.
At noon, when Song's mother prepared a meal and brought it to the ward, Song Zhi was talking to a pregnant woman in the clinic.
"This is my mother." Song Zhi introduced her to the person next to him.
"Hello, Auntie. My last name is Chen and my given name is Yan." The woman had neat short hair. She told Song Zhi that her husband was on a business trip and her mother-in-law was useless, so she had to come to the hospital to give birth. Meals were usually brought to her by nurses, but she had to pay the nurses some extra fees for their errands.
Song's mother usually smiled when she saw people, and this moment was no exception. She smiled and politely asked Chen Yan: "Have you eaten?"
"I've eaten, I've eaten. Auntie, please eat!" Food was precious at that time. Even though Chen Yan's family had some money, she felt embarrassed to eat other people's food, not to mention that they had just met for a few minutes. She was staying here alone, feeling very bored. Just then, a pregnant woman came in, and she at least had someone to talk to.
Seeing that she was not being polite, Song's mother turned around, picked up the bowl she had prepared when she left, boiled it with hot water, and first served a bowl to Song Zhi.
Song Zhi sniffed it and felt that the smell was not right, "Mom, didn't you go buy food?"
Why does this smell...
"I'm not worried that you won't be used to the food. You're so picky about the food I bought. It's not a waste of money. I went to the cafeteria and borrowed the coal stove from the chef to cook it myself."
Song's mother didn't mean to take credit for it, as her daughter knew herself well.
When Song Zhi heard her mother say this, she was moved and hugged her waist. She said coquettishly, "I know mom is the best."
"Okay, stop talking so smoothly all day long, and eat!"
When Chen Yan saw this scene, her jaw dropped. Although her husband had been busy since Song Zhi entered the ward, he didn't even have time to drink a glass of water when he left. You can imagine how busy he was.
But he still sent his wife to the hospital and arranged everything before leaving.
This is nothing. Now she is just waiting to give birth, and her mother accompanied her to the hospital. Not only did she take care of her in every possible way, she even prepared and brought her own meals. Although most families do this, Song Zhi's family is obviously not short of money, and buying meals is definitely more convenient than cooking, but her mother still cooks for her.
I'm tired of envying Chen Yan. It's really infuriating to compare myself with her. Her mother is thousands of miles away, and she has a younger brother who needs to go to school. Her mother will definitely not push all the responsibilities to take care of her. Besides, her husband is obviously very busy too, and he can come to see his wife off, but I haven't seen my husband since he was hospitalized.
Just thinking about this was enough to make her angry. Smelling the aroma of chicken soup coming from the bed next to her, she swallowed carefully.
These days, she feels like vomiting just by eating the food in the cafeteria. There are only a few grains of rice in the rice soup, and all she eats all day is fried shredded potatoes or round thick noodles without any seasoning. If it weren't for her children, she wouldn't be able to eat a single bite. In order to supplement her nutrition, she also has to eat an egg every day.
Now she smelled the aroma of food coming from the bed next to her. She pretended not to care and glanced over to the bed next to her. The more she looked, the hungrier she became, as if she had not eaten the meal she had just had.
After Song Zhi had dinner and his mother took the lunch box out to wash, Chen Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought that having someone to talk to in the ward would make life easier, but it turned out to be even harder. If she had to eat like this every day from now on, what would she do in the future?
In the afternoon, Song's mother accompanied Song Zhi out to bask in the sun for a while. Song Zhi didn't like staying in the house all day. In order to let her concentrate on preparing for the birth of her child, Song's mother took away all her review materials. She usually studied during this time, but now that the books were taken away, she had nothing to do and could only sit in the shade of the trees downstairs of the hospital to bask in the sun.
There were not many people sitting downstairs, most of them came down to bask in the sun. The surroundings were very quiet, without any noisy sounds. Some were reading newspapers, and some were dozing with their eyes closed. In such an environment, Song Zhi fell asleep quickly.
Song's mother covered her with the blanket in her hand and picked up the wool in her hand to knit a sweater. She bought white wool at the supply and marketing cooperative when she was free a few days ago, and was knitting a small hat and a small scarf.
These are all prepared for her future child. After the child is born, the weather will gradually turn colder, so these things should be prepared early. It just so happens that she has a lot of free time now, so she can use them to kill time.
Song Zhi slept for quite a while. Her mother saw that she had slept too much and might not be able to sleep at night. The night wind was a bit cold at this time of night, so she woke Song Zhi up.
Song Zhi opened his eyes dazedly, not realizing where he was.
"Go upstairs by yourself, I'll go cook. What do you want to eat tonight?" Song's mother asked when she woke up.
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