Han Chunxue frowned at the pregnant woman: "Canât keep your mouth shut again, can you."
The pregnant woman felt that being pregnant made her untouchable: "I didnât say anything wrong."
Xinyan stood up: "What does this have to do with you?"
The pregnant woman, noticing Xinyanâs displeasure and recalling prior warnings, mumbled: "I was just talking, itâs no big deal, itâs not like youâre losing a piece of yourself."
If there werenât a shortage of beds, Xinyan wouldnât bother with her. Determined to ensure she wouldnât challenge them again, Xinyan decided to make good on her promise.
With a cold expression, she walked towards her.
After just a few steps, she saw He Jinxuan who had brought up a lunch box early: "Yanyan, Iâve packed some food for you guys, hurry and eat."
But as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Xinyanâs unease: "Yanyan, whatâs wrong?"
Xinyan glanced at a bed between them and took the lunch box from him: "That guy canât keep his wife in check. Have a good talk with him."
He Jinxuan understood immediately and turned coldly to the man: "Brother, letâs step outside for a smoke."
The woman was truly frightened now: "Donât mess around."
He Jinxuan paid her no heed and focused on the man.
The man didnât want to go out with He Jinxuan nor lose face in front of everyone: "Brother, this is just a spat between women, we men shouldnât intervene, right?"
He Jinxuan didnât need to ask to know sheâd spoken out of turn: "And youâre just going to indulge her like that?"
The man looked at his pregnant wife on the bed: "Sheâs pregnant, how could I not spoil her?"
His words didnât just surprise Xinyan and her friends, but also other patients in the room. It implied his wife couldnât be upset because of her pregnancy.
He Jinxuan chuckled: "Of course, youâre right. One must dote on their own wife."
He put an arm around the manâs shoulder: "Letâs step outside for a chat, I need to learn from you."
Before the woman on the bed could protest, He Jinxuan was already escorting the man outside.
The man, either to reassure his wife or save face, said: "Honey, Iâm just going out for a smoke with this brother, Iâll be right back, donât worry."
Xinyan handed the lunch box to Han Chunxue: "Aunt, while cousinâs still okay, letâs quickly eat."
Yuan Yikai agreed: "Right, you guys eat first, who knows if Linglingâs belly might start hurting again soon."
Just as they were talking, Yuan Yikaiâs aunt hurriedly arrived: "Ah, I finally made it."
Han Chunxue wanted to stand and greet her, but Wang Xiaodan stopped her when she saw the lunch boxes in their hands: "Youâre family, no need to worry about me, eat first. Yikai, you eat too, Iâll take care of Lingling."
So everyone dug in without further politeness.
After completing the task entrusted by his wife, He Jinxuan even escorted the man back to the ward.
Though he tried not to show it, the man wished he could just dieâit hurt like hell.
Xinyan saw He Jinxuan come in: "Hurry downstairs to eat."
He nodded at her: "Okay, leave the lunch box for now, Iâll come back up later to wash it."
Xinyan didnât object: "Got it, go eat quickly."
Despite saying so, she hadnât intended to leave the lunch box.
She had just finished eating when her cousinâs belly started to hurt again, so the lunch box was set aside.
Shen Guqing then walked into the ward: "Can you walk? If you can, take your time getting to the delivery room. If not, Yikai will carry you."
Seeing her daughter in such pain, Han Chunxue had lost her appetite and put the lunch box away, ready to accompany her to the delivery room.
But nobody expected Sun Zhenling to cry at the wardâs door: "Canât hold it, Iâm giving birth!"
Amidst a chaotic scene, people hurriedly rushed her into the delivery room.
Yuan Yikai heard Sun Zhenlingâs cries, terrified, he peeked through the door crack, trying to see inside but saw nothing, sweating profusely.
Shen Guqing advised Sun Zhenling to try holding back her screams to conserve energy for labor.
Unable to hear his wifeâs cries, Yuan Yikai anxiously turned to his mother-in-law: "Mom, why is there no sound inside?"