He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

The entire Mohist family naturally sat at one table.

People from the Feng family and the An family were also at this table.

Mo Beizhou is an experienced person. He held the little princess in his arms and said calmly, "Third sister-in-law, relax and don't be nervous. We will call an ambulance right away. Don't worry, it's okay."

"Yes, yes, yes." An Ning reacted quickly and hurriedly called an ambulance.

Both Feng's father and son are men, and they are extremely anxious but unable to help.

Qiao Wangshu is about to give birth!

Such a big thing.

The guests gathered around.

Jiang Muqian has a double degree in clinical medicine and chemistry. He has studied medicine and can draw inferences from other cases. He hurried to the front and said, "Third brother, I have studied medicine. Don't worry. Listen to me and carry your sister-in-law to the lounge first."

"Okay." Upon hearing that she had studied medicine, Mo Beichen regained some of his rationality, picked up Qiao Wangshu and followed her into the lounge.

Jiang Muqian was very calm: "Put the third sister-in-law on the bed, lie flat, and put a pillow under her waist."

Mo Beichen did as he was told.

Jiang Muqian asked everyone else to leave, and then checked Qiao Wangshu: "Third sister-in-law, relax and keep breathing. Your water hasn't broken yet. You're just having contractions. It's still some time before delivery. The ambulance will be here soon. You'll be fine."

Qiao Wangshu nodded.

Mo Beichen held her hand, his forehead covered in sweat and his eyes bloodshot.

The ambulance arrived soon.

The child was due seven or eight days before his due date, and the birth came so suddenly that the ambulance had to take him to the nearest public hospital.

Qiao Wangshu was sent to the Second Municipal Hospital.

If it were at the Mohist Hospital, the news would definitely be kept secret.

public hospital.

Soon everyone in the circle knew that she was about to give birth.

Related reports have also appeared online.

Mo Beichen stood outside the delivery room, motionless as a mountain, every nerve tense to the extreme.

Because they came directly from the engagement party, the guests followed them as if it was a task that had to be completed. They waited outside the ward, waiting for the birth of the third wife's child.

This little guy made such a big fuss before he was even born, stealing the limelight from the male and female protagonists at the engagement party. After he is born, he will probably do something big.

Qiao Wangshu's pregnancy process was similar to An Ning's, both went smoothly.

The result of giving birth was similar to An Ning's, not very smooth.

The two of them are indeed good friends.

Both of these kids are quite troublesome for their mother.

The birth lasted for four or five hours.

The doctor told Mo Beichen that if the delivery was not smooth, it might be switched to a cesarean section, and asked him to sign.

Mo Beichen's body shook violently.

Mo Beizhou, who was standing beside him, helped him up. "Third brother, when Ning'er gave birth, she also signed a document saying that she wanted to have a cesarean section. The doctor was just in case. Don't worry too much. Just sign it first."

For the first time, Mo Beichen wrote his name so ugly. He couldn't give birth to a child for Shushu, nor could he take the knife for Shushu. He was so strong that the force of his pen almost cut through the paper.

After school, Su Qingci saw the news on the Internet that Qiao Wangshu was about to give birth and rushed to the hospital immediately.

The corridors were crowded.

Su Qingci put on a mask and walked towards Mo Beixiao: "Brother Beixiao, there are so many family members..."

Mo Beixiao gave a brief explanation.

Su Qingci nodded: "How long has the third sister-in-law been in there?"

Mo Beixiao glanced at his watch: "Five hours."

Su Qingci's face turned pale: "So long?

……

She had just finished speaking.

Everyone heard Qiao Wangshu screaming "Ah——"

Then there was the sound of a baby crying.

Not long after that.

The door to the delivery room opened.

The nurse came out holding the child and immediately saw Mo Beichen, whose face was as pale as paper: "Congratulations, Third Master. Both mother and child are safe."

Mo Beichen's heart finally settled down, and all the strength in his body was gone. He was sweating profusely. "Thank you. How long will it take for my wife to come out?"

The nurse responded: "Soon, just a few minutes."

Mo Beichen's voice was trembling as he spoke: "Thank you, thank you."

The nurse held the baby and asked: "Would you like to hold the baby?"

Mo Beichen glanced at the child in her arms with obvious disgust.

I have been tormenting Shushu for so long.

Still a brat.

What are you hugging?

Whoever wants to hug can hug me.

An Ning looked at the embarrassed face of the nurse, put the little princess in her arms into Mo Beizhou's arms, and stretched out her hand to the nurse: "Give it to me."

An Ning is a mother now, so she is very comfortable holding the baby.

A few minutes later.

Qiao Wangshu was pushed into the ward to rest.

Postpartum weakness.

Falling asleep.

Mo Beichen stayed by her bedside, guarding her closely.

The guests were all praising the newly born little Third Master. When children are born, they all look the same. There are very few who are as beautiful as An An. It was obvious that everyone was not sincere in their praise, as if they were just going through the motions.

The father and son of the Feng family appreciated everyone's kindness, but since Qiao Wangshu had just given birth, they cleverly ordered them to leave.

Qiao Wangshu needs to rest.

When the guests saw that the baby was born safely, they all tactfully said goodbye and left.

Soon only the closest relatives and friends were left in the ward.

When it was time for the little princess in Mo Beizhou's arms to drink milk, she started to cry loudly. The third master, who was originally sleeping soundly, heard her crying and started to howl at the top of his voice.

"Wow wow wow..."

"Wow wow wow..."

Neither of the two children gave in to the other.

It feels like there's a speaker in my throat.

An Ning carried the little princess into a small compartment and fed her milk.

The father and son of the Feng family took care of the newborn baby. They held him in their arms and coaxed him, but nothing worked.

Mo Beizhou reminded: "Uncle Feng, he should be hungry. Third sister-in-law hasn't woken up yet. I'll make him some milk powder."

Feng Zhenlin had never held Qiao Wangshu or Feng Junmu when they were little. He was so annoyed by his little grandson that he quickly responded, "Xiao Qi, I'm really sorry to bother you."

"It's not a problem." When An Ning was in confinement after childbirth, Mo Beizhou was reluctant to let her get up at night to feed the baby, so he would make milk powder for An An, or heat up the breast milk that he had squeezed out in advance and kept in the refrigerator. This was a very easy task.

The milk powder is ready.

Mo Beizhou reached out to hold Xiao Baozha: "Uncle Feng, let me feed him."

Feng Zhenlin carefully handed the child to Mo Beizhou.

Unexpectedly, this little Baoza had a bad temper. For some reason, he took a sip of the milk powder, turned his head and started crying again. He was obviously hungry, but he also made it clear that he didn't want to drink the milk powder. He cried so sadly.

Feng Zhenlin's heart ached when he heard this.

An Ning fed An An and walked out holding the child. Seeing that the little guy was still crying, she asked, "What happened? He's been crying all the time."

Mo Beizhou was also at a loss: "I don't know, he refuses to drink milk powder."

An Ning thought for a moment and said, "Why don't I feed him?"

Mo Beizhou pursed his lips tightly, not very willing.

An Ning put the coaxed An An into the stroller: "It's time to change her diaper. You change her and I'll feed this little one."

Mo Beizhou reluctantly handed the small bag in his arms to his wife, and kept preparing himself mentally, his own nephew, his own nephew, his own nephew...