Before being pushed out, Ru Feng suddenly hugged her belly and frowned.
Qi Feng noticed her change and stopped, “Feng’er?”
Ru Feng looked pale, “I think this time it’s real.”
“Doctor, quick!” What followed was chaos.
Seeing Feng’er in pain made Qi Feng’s heart ache. Even when Ru Feng’s nails dug into his flesh, he felt nothing.
The delivery room was hot, and wearing sterile clothing made him feel constrained.
“Ah! It hurts so much!” Ru Feng tightened her grip and called out.
Qi Feng panicked, looking up at the doctor, “Doctor, we won’t give birth, don’t let her give birth.”
Ru Feng suddenly bit his hand, shouting hoarsely, “Situ Qi Feng, shut up!”
“Feng’er,” he bent down to comfort her, “If we don’t give birth, it won’t hurt.”
Second brother, don’t you know medical skills? If not, don’t you have common sense?
Can a child just stop being born at will? Ru Feng was surprised she still had the energy to think and shouted, “Shut up!”
Qi Feng was startled by her shout and fell silent, though sweat continued to pour down his body.
A fierce, tearing pain came, and Ru Feng clenched her fist, exhausted from the torment, then a loud cry rang out.
The midwife carried out the child, “Congratulations, it’s a chubby boy.”
Qi Feng stared blankly at the bloody mass, motionless for a long time.
“Sir?”
With a “thud,” Qi Feng collapsed.
“Someone come quickly, someone has fainted!”
Ru Feng lay weakly on the bed, thinking she should be the one fainting. Why was he fainting?
“Bring my son for me to see!” she said.
And so, this family was completely turned upside down.
Five years later, Situ Nian woke up from a dream looking at the woman beside him, “Mom, I’ve told you many times, I’m not in pain, not at all. If you could stop disturbing me at night, I would sleep very well!”
“Son, are you really not in pain, not hot, not uncomfortable at all?”
“Not in pain, not hot, not uncomfortable, but every time I’m woken up, I’m getting dark circles.”
Five years, and this conversation repeated every night.
