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"Ah...! It hurts to death..."

Tears welled up in Mo Changan's eyes, and his breathing became somewhat disordered and rapid.

The brows were tightly frowned, and now it looked like every pregnant woman would look like.

The nurse on the side listened, and was inexplicably involved in his heart.

As an obstetric nurse, I have seen countless pregnant women, and heard countless hysterical screams.

It's like numbness, and it's really rare to feel the heart being pulled by this kind of sound.

Maybe it's because Mo Chang'an has always been too strong. Although everyone knows that it's forbearance, but her strength for forbearance is the pain she endured in order not to make her husband feel sad.

When it exploded at this moment, it felt so moving.

"I've seen so many children, and you're the first one to make people feel so distressed. I almost thought you really didn't hurt anymore. Why do you have to bear it so much? It hurts so much..."

The nurse came up, helped her to bed and checked her.

Miyaguchi only opened four fingers...

This means that she will continue to endure this torture for a while.

The nurse couldn't bear to say it.

Mo Changan's eyes were half-closed, as if she was too exhausted from enduring the pain, she was actually a little sleepy, she slowly opened her lips and said, "It's just to have a baby, I can do such a big business... this ...This is definitely okay...but...really...really hurts..."

Every contraction feels like death.

If you are not a mother, you will never know the pain.

Shen Boyan had already arrived at the entrance of the inpatient department, and Mo Jiangyuan was extremely impatient sitting in a wheelchair.

Zhou Yichun comforted him from the side, "Okay, don't be in a hurry, Jing'an has already gone in to ask, we will go in later, besides, Chang'an has a baby, what can you do? You can only wait , really, the two daughters have been fathers for so many years, don't you know this?"

Mo Jiangyuan also knew that what Zhou Yichun said was right, but he still couldn't help being impatient.

Without saying a word, he patted the armrest of the wheelchair with his hands.

Is he going to die in a hurry?Is being a father the same as being a grandfather?Is it the same for a wife to have a child and a daughter to have a child?

Not to mention, no matter what happened to Chang'an, no matter how much he quarreled with him later, when she was still young, he always pampered her baby, holding her for fear of falling and melting in his mouth.

Seeing Shen Boyan coming out, Mo Jiangyuan became even more impatient.

"Bo Yan!"

He suddenly called out like this, and Shen Boyan also saw him, and walked over in a hurry.

He was also worried about Mo Chang'an's situation inside, wishing he could take two steps at a time.

Just like that, he rushed directly in front of Mo Jiangyuan, and pushed his wheelchair without saying a word.

"Chang'an is still in pain, I'll take you inside first."

Shen Boyan said this while pushing the wheelchair towards the inside.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Mo Jiangyuan nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, let's go in first, let's talk first."

Mo Jing'an also came out, helping Zhou Yichun with a few bags of things, all of them were prepared for Mo Changan, and they were all useful things that Zhou Yichun had prepared.

When pushing the wheelchair to the corridor of the ward, Shen Boyan's footsteps were a little hurried.

However, when he pushed the wheelchair to the door of the ward.

His footsteps suddenly stopped, and his face froze.

Because, what came out of the ward was Chang'an's cry of pain, which he had never heard before.

Loud and shrill, with a crying voice, the trembling voice burst out as if it was about to tear the throat.

Mo Jiangyuan's eyes turned red all of a sudden, while Shen Boyan became stiff for a while, and warm liquid rolled out of his eyes.

Shen Boyan opened the door first and walked in, only to see that Mo Changan was already lying on his side on the bed, his face covered in cold sweat and pale.

The color of the lips almost blended with the paleness of the face, just shrinking there.

The nurse was massaging her lower back and lumbosacral area.

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, this will be over soon."

The nurse comforted Mo Chang'an in a warm voice, and Chang'an also slowly adjusted his breathing, enduring the labor pain with difficulty.

His half-closed eyes opened slightly, and only then did he see Shen Boyan standing at the door with tears on his face.

She froze for a moment, then parted her lips and smiled slightly.

It hurts so much, she still has a smiling face, the more she is like this, the more distressed Shen Boyan is.

"Bo Yan..."

She called him, and Shen Boyan nodded, "Dad is here."

"That's fine...that's fine..."

Chang An nodded slightly, and Mo Jiangyuan's wheelchair had already entered through the door.

Mo Changan looked at his father, and saw his father's red eyes, which had been tense in front of Shen Boyan, when he saw Mo Jiangyuan.

It's like every daughter can't hide her grievances in front of her father.

The corners of her eyes drooped slightly, tears welled up in her eye sockets, her mouth was slightly deflated, and there was already a cry when she opened her mouth, "Dad..."

"An An, good An An... Dad is here, Dad is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Mo Jiangyuan hurried forward on the wheelchair, reached out and grabbed his daughter's hand with needles, "Just bear with it for a while, bear with it for a while..."

Mo Jiangyuan's tears fell in fours and eights, and his heart ached so badly, his daughter was always strong, if it wasn't for the pain, how could she look like this.

"Dad...it hurts so much...I hurt so much..."

Chang An finally couldn't hold back the so-called discomfort, and said these words in a crying voice with his mouth puckered.

Zhou Yichun was busy behind the scenes, and had already brought the chicken soup over.

"Don't be wronged, drink it quickly, I put old wild ginseng in this soup, to replenish Qi, drink it quickly."

Zhou Yichun was very careful. He had filtered out all the dregs in the soup, poured it into a thermos cup, inserted a straw, and handed it to Mo Changan.

Although there is not so much softness in the speech, the eagerness can be clearly heard.

Mo Changan also knew it was a good thing, so he quickly drank it.

Shen Boyan just stood at the door and didn't come in. He felt that he shouldn't be here at this moment, although it is true that he should be by her side at this moment.

But if he is here, she wants to carry it on her shoulders, in order not to make him sad.

So Shen Boyan remained silent, took out the vibrating cell phone from his pocket, and walked out the door.

Standing in the corridor, I looked at the number on the phone screen. It was Jing Zhe who called.

Shen Boyan stabilized his emotions, calmed down his tone, and then answered the phone, listening to Jing Zhe's voice.

"Aren't you here yet?"

When Boyan asked this question, he heard Jing Zhe's voice was dignified.

"Bo Yan, Danyang and I may not be able to come."

Jing Zhe made such a start, and before Bo Yan could ask why, Jing Zhe had already continued, "Qiao Wei is dying, her lung infection has worsened, and she is being rescued now. The hope...may not be great."