Lu Jingchen didn't even look at the people in the room.
He walked directly to the hospital bed, bent down and wiped the sweat from Song Qingyou's face, and asked worriedly: "How is it?
Does it hurt?"
Lu Jingchen once heard someone say that a woman giving birth is like going to hell.
Now seeing her pale face, Ru Mo's eyes couldn't help but be filled with distress.
Song Qingyou endured the severe pain in her abdomen, slightly curled her lips, and shook her head at him.
"I'm fine."
After Song Qingyou finished speaking, he glanced at the doctors and nurses who had become extremely cautious since Lu Jingchen appeared, and then said: "Ruoxi and Yaoyao are both outside.
You should go out quickly.
I don't feel comfortable with you here.
Don't worry.
I'll be fine."
Although the two have been married for a long time and have seen everything they should see, if Lu Jingchen stood here all the time, not only would she not feel at ease, but she would also always feel a little embarrassed.
“It’s really okay” Song Qingyou's deliberately relaxed look on his face could not be hidden from Lu Jingchen's eyes, but thinking that she had always been thin-skinned, she would definitely feel uncomfortable if he stayed here all the time.
"Well, although it hurts a little now, it's still within the range I can bear.
Besides, have you heard of anyone who doesn't hurt when giving birth?
Okay, don't worry about me.
You can go out quickly.
My parents will be here soon.
It’s coming soon, please comfort them and tell them not to worry about me.”
"Call me if you need anything, I'll always be outside the door."
After Lu Jingchen finished speaking, she lowered her head and kissed Song Qingyou's forehead gently, then glanced at the doctor and nurse standing in the room, and walked out.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, the cautious people in the room took a breath and continued their work.
Gu Rou, who stayed in Shengshi Huating, called Lu Jingchen and then called both Lu Zhai and Song Zhai to tell them that Song Qingyou had gone to the hospital.
After hanging up the phone, he hurried upstairs, packed some of Song Qingyou's usual washing things, and hurried out the door.
When they arrived at the hospital, they saw Lu Jingchen and others standing in the corridor, while Song Qingyou had already entered the delivery room.
It's just that everyone waited in the corridor for a long time and still didn't hear any news from the delivery room.
The sky was getting dark, and as time went by, the faces of the people who had been full of expectation and joy could not help but slowly show a trace of worry.
Ten hours have passed since Song Qingyou entered the delivery room.
For such a long time, except for the doctors and nurses who kept coming in and out, no news was heard from Song Qingyou.
The longer the time went on, the more obvious the worry became on everyone's faces.
Looking at the closed door, Gu Rou couldn't help clenching her hands and looked at Song Rong beside her.
"Old man, it's been so long, why hasn't Youyou given birth yet?
Tell me, will something happen to her?"
Gu Rou knew that giving birth was a long and torturous process for a woman.
Even if there was no news for twelve hours after entering the delivery room, it was normal, but she couldn't help but worry about Song Qingyou.
Song Qingyou has a slender figure and her body bones are already weak.
Now she is pregnant with twins.
She is afraid that she will suffer a lot if she wants to give birth to these two children.
Seeing the undisguised worry in Gu Rou's eyes, Song Rong couldn't help but patted the back of her hand comfortingly, and comforted in a low voice: "Since the doctor didn't say anything, it proves that Yunyu is still safe now, so don't scare yourself." ” "But" Just as Gu Rou was about to speak, she saw Song Rong wink at her.
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