Don't you say I'm a substitute

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"I've got someone to do the math. The baby has to be born at eight o'clock tonight."

"Remember to go to the doctor and prescribe oxytocin when the time comes."

"If you delay the good time that the master calculated, I will not spare you!"

After throwing down these few words, the tall man turned around impatiently and opened the door to go out.

The parturient lying on the middle bed, no, the parturient is the right one, and she lowered her head in shame as the patients and family members on the left and right beds looked at her in astonishment.

Before Zheng Zaochun heard these words, he had endured contractions for three full days.Ten days had passed since the due date. In order to postpone the birth to the time stipulated by Lu Haoze, Zheng Zaochun could only lie on the bed every day like a flipped tortoise, taking IVF to prevent contractions.He didn't expect that these short three days were longer than the nine months of his previous pregnancy.

Glancing at the time, it was [-]:[-] in the morning, nearly ten hours before the time set by Lu Haoze, another burst of intense pain hit, Zheng Zaochun leaned back on the bed, holding his stiff stomach tightly with trembling hands.Ignoring the increasingly loud muttering towards him from left to right, he looked at the light above his head and blinked.

Zheng Zaochun was suddenly in a daze.

Ever since I first saw Lu Haoze at the restaurant bar, the days have passed extremely quickly. It seems that one second ago I was still excited about smelling the perfume on Lu Haoze's body when I was adding water, and the next second I was already lying on the bed. The delivery was imminent in the hospital, as for what happened in the middle, it was hard to remember.

"Bed 54, how do you feel now? Your family members told us that you can give birth today. What Dr. Xia means is that you will move to the waiting room in the afternoon, and we will monitor the fetal heart rate at all times during the administration of oxytocin," the nurse said. Pushing open the door and coming in, gently lifted some quilts and told Zheng Zaochun while using Doppler to listen to the fetal heartbeat.

"Uh, okay, thank you." Zheng Zaochun's lips trembled, and he finished a short sentence with three breaths.

Seeing him like this, the little nurse was so distressed that she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped the sweat off Zheng Zaochun's forehead.I have seen uneducated family members who have never seen such a thing. This child is about to be born, but I have to wait for a good day, without considering the feelings of "mother" at all, it is a real pain!

"Shut up and save your energy. You won't be able to eat today. I'll give you nutritional injections after Dr. Xia prescribes the doctor's order. There's still a tough battle tonight."

Zheng Zaochun just wanted to smile at the little nurse, but was forced to clenched his teeth by the pain.

Wait, wait, baby, let's wait, we can meet in the evening.Zheng Zaochun thought to himself, it's a pity that the child doesn't buy it, the full-term baby's arms and legs are already strong, this month, he can stretch his arms and legs casually, which can make Zheng Zaochun feel uncomfortable for a while.

I thought I could catch up with the time specified by Lu Haoze, but it turned out to be the opposite. From seven o'clock to ten o'clock, the cervix was still not dilated to a size that could give birth.

In a daze, Zheng Zaochun heard Lu Haoze arguing with the doctor outside the waiting room door intermittently.

"What kind of doctor are you?! If you can't give birth, you don't know how to get a cesarean delivery! What are you waiting here?! Delaying my time! Natural delivery is trouble! Huh! I don't care! What about the consent form? Give me the consent form, I Sign, you send him to cesarean section! Now, immediately! What? I can't sign? Are you kidding me internationally, believe it or not, I'm going to screw you right now? I spent so much money you tell me I Can't be the master?!"

In the waiting room, because Zheng Zaochun was a man after all, the little nurse thoughtfully put up a screen for him, which would help him to block everyone's curious and probing eyes.

Dr. Xia came in with a sullen face holding a case folder.

"The one outside said that he will have a caesarean section, but he is not your legal family member, so it is up to you to decide."

"I'm sorry, doctor, to trouble you... I, I will sign." Zheng Zaochun stretched out his hand tremblingly, and signed his name on the consent form for caesarean section.

"I have notified the operating room to prepare, and I will push you down in a while. Be patient, and you will be fine in a while." Dr. Xia couldn't bear to see Zheng Zaochun's resignation. Looking at the situation at home with a cold eye, the ruthless one outside only used him as a tool for production, but the one inside was very affectionate.Hey, sin, sin.

The daughter was finally born at 23:36. When Zheng Zaochun lost consciousness, he heard the child's loud cry.

"Hey, she cries so loudly, she's such a strong little girl." The midwife skillfully held the baby well while wiping off the baby's body oil.

"I, can I take a look?" Zheng Zaochun asked, turning his face, before the operation was over and the wound was still being stitched up layer by layer.

"It's ok, hey, you won't cry when you hear mother's voice? Good baby~" The midwife pushed the crib next to Zheng Zaochun's head.

Zheng Zaochun thanked him and turned his head to look hard.

The little baby cried a lot just now, and now he is still whimpering and whimpering, his eyes are closed and his face is flushed, so cute.

Seeing the little baby Zheng Zaochun burst into tears, at this moment, all the crimes he suffered before seemed to be insignificant.

A child, a child connected by his blood.

The author has something to say:

Recently, I was very disturbed by the people and things in the three-dimensional life, and I was powerless. After thinking about it, I decided to tell this matter (I started a new story when the last one was almost ruined. I... control a few How many geese do you have...)

It’s the kind of dry storytelling routine, very similar to the outline essay on Weibo, I think… I don’t have any writing skills to speak of (as if I used to have…)

The plan is to finish the lecture within [-] to [-] words, and each chapter is only about [-] words. It is estimated that the next rest day will be able to write all of it. (Suddenly feel very happy)

Finally, thank you for your reading support, bow~