Chapter 87: 生了

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"How did it go?" Zhao Zheng'an rushed back home and asked, if Gao Hanjin hadn't stopped him, he could have barged straight into the delivery room.

"I just heard from inside the delivery room that it's still early. I'm heating up the porridge, so I'll let Ziqi eat some later." Father Shen said as he stood in the kitchen doorway looking at the (delivery) closed door. He was also anxious, worried about his grandson's health and happy that his great grandson would arrive. It could even be said that he had a mixed feelings between grief and joy

Zhao Zheng'an walked around the courtyard anxiously, listening to Zhong Ziqi's suppressed cries of pain in the house, Zhao Zheng'an only felt his heart was almost breaking apart, wanting to take his place and bear all of his pain.

Shen Yu Bei who had returned from outside, saw Zhao Zheng'an's face full of anxiety, went to comfort him and said : "Don't be anxious, Ziqi certainly will be fine."

"En." Zhao Zheng'an answered, but his anxiety was still imperishable.

Soon, the head housekeeper brought over the village doctor. The old doctor could be considered as a very experienced one, probably in his sixties. In the Zhao Jia village, everyone who had a headache and slight fever and everyone whose family's wife was going to give birth would look for him and invite him to come.

Inside the room, Zhong Ziqi was already in so much pain that he had no strength left, even though he had prepared himself before. At this moment, he couldn't help being somewhat discouraged. It was really just too fucking painful. For a moment, Zhong Ziqi wondered if he would just die here from the pain.

He indeed just didn't have any strength anymore.

"Ziqi? How are you doing? Keep hold on!" Shen Amu worriedly touched Zhong Ziqi's sweat-soaked face.

"Grandma, I... I have no strength... no strength anymore..."


"Is there any food in the kitchen? Bring it here, so he can have a meal first." The old doctor asked.

"That's right, he can't give birth if he has no strength at all. The longer the baby doesn't come out, the more life-threatening it is." The midwife spoke of his experience.

"I told them to warm it up. I'll have them bring the food over." As soon as Shen Amu finished speaking, he opened the door and shouted at the crowd of men waiting anxiously in the courtyard, "Bring the congee here, quickly!!!"

Father Shen immediately brought the cooled rice porridge over from the kitchen : "Hanjin, You carry it in!"

"Yes, Father." Gao Hanjin took the congee and immediately brought it into the delivery room.

Zhao Zheng'an's eyes stared into the open and closed doorway. He was hoping to see something there. Only it was destined to disappoint him, nothing could be seen.

"Ziqi is blessed, surely he will be fine." The head housekeeper murmured.

Soon, Gao Hanjin came out of the room and Zhao Zheng'an hurriedly asked, "How is the situation? Has the baby come out yet?"

Gao Hanjin shook his head, "The baby hasn't come out yet. Ziqi has no strength anymore and needs to eat to replenish his strength."

Gao Hanjin remembered that he had just entered the room when he saw Zhong Ziqi's face was as white as if he was half dead, he shivered in his heart but did not say anything because the doctor said there was nothing serious for the time being, so there was no need for him to say anything that would add to their worries.

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