Qi Taiguo paced back and forth outside the delivery room, while Mother Cheng kept her hands clasped in prayer, feeling dizzy from watching her son-in-law.
Not only that, he kept checking his watch and asked, "Sheâs been in there for so long, why is there no news yet? Could it be a difficult childbirth?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Such inauspicious words should not be spoken, quickly spit and say it again." Mother Cheng glared at him and quickly recited, "Bodhisattva, forgive him, he doesnât mean it..."
Qi Taiguoâs expression changed slightly, and he quickly spat, feeling secretly anxious.
Hualing already went to work but took some time to come by the delivery room and asked, "Is she not out yet?"
Qi Taiguo rushed forward and said, "Hualing, can you go in and see how sheâs doing? Sheâs been in the delivery room for so long and hasnât given birth yet!"
"Donât worry. The doctor hasnât come out to say anything, which means everything is going smoothly. Just like childbirth, itâs not something that happens... just like that. Donât worry; nothing will go wrong. Cheng Su is very lucky!" Hualing said with a smile.
If there was really any situation inside like a difficult childbirth, the doctor would have come out to ask the family to make a decision; since they havenât, it means nothingâs wrong.
Childbirth takes time, sometimes a few hours is not considered long.
Qi Taiguo forced a smile upon hearing that.
The door to the delivery room opened, and Qi Taiguo leaped forward as a doctor came out.
"Doctor, how is my wife?"
"The mother has given birth, both mother and child are safe, congratulations!" The doctor smiled and congratulated.
"Oh, itâs a boy?" Mother Cheng slapped her thigh joyously and asked. Good girl, bearing a son, now the Qi familyâs old lady canât say her girl is a hen that canât lay eggs.
Before the doctor could respond, someone wheeled Cheng Su out, this time not using a transporter, but a wheelchair. Cheng Su leaned on it, eyes closed, face pale.
Qi Taiguo was startled, the joy of hearing both mother and child were safe instantly vanished, and he quickly called out to Cheng Su: "Susu, are you okay?"
Mother Cheng looked closely and said with a laugh, "Itâs nothing, sheâs probably just exhausted!"
Cheng Su was dead tired, struggled to open her eyes, tried to say something, and then closed them again; she had no energy left.
"The mother is tired, letâs get her to the ward to rest and talk later!" The nurse pushing Cheng Su said.
Qi Taiguo quickly followed, forgetting about his son, closely following the nurse.
Poor Little Pig Qi, being carried out of the delivery room by a nurse, didnât see his parents, only had his grandmother come forward for a glance.
Qi Taiguo watched Cheng Su breathe evenly, asked the doctor for the third time for confirmation she was fine and only fainted from exhaustion, then finally felt relieved.
He sat by the bedside, saw her forehead hair was wet, face yellow and ghostly pale, whole person colorless; his heart ached and feared.
He didnât know childbirth was this terrifying, seeing her like a dead person, really too frightening.
Fortunately, he was a soldier, fortunately now the policy is only one child, wonât have to go through this again.
Qi Taiguo took Cheng Suâs hand, it was cold, quickly held it with both hands, kissed it by his lips, then placed it back under the blanket.
He fetched a towel and some hot water, wrung out a hot towel, meticulously wiped sweat from Cheng Suâs forehead, also wiped her face, couldnât help but kiss her lips once.
"Wife, thank you." Qi Taiguo whispered in her ear, "Youâve worked hard!"
Cheng Su, in her sleep, slightly curled her lips.