When the medicine was pushed in, Ling Xiaoxiao was still so painful that she was not sleepy. Jiang Zizhuo held her hand next to her and chatted with her in a low voice to distract herself. Ling Xiaoxiao pestered him to tell him about the two of them meeting each other in their childhood. She cried so hard that she didn't listen carefully.

Jiang Zizhuo naturally responded to her every request now, and he talked about the past again without thinking about it.

Ling Xiaoxiao held his hand tightly and endured an irregular pain. Then she smiled weakly: "This must be the wisest thing I have ever done when I was a child. My vision is really good. I know that you will definitely look better than when I was a child."

"Then wouldn't I be grateful for my face, otherwise I wouldn't be able to marry a wife?" Jiang Zizhuo cooperated and raised his hand to touch his face, which made Ling Xiaoxiao laugh even more.

"We must first show external beauty so that we can have the opportunity to show internal beauty, right? Humans are all superficial animals. So, you must be grateful to God for giving you a good skin. You can use up this good skin and pass it on to our children. It will be very cost-effective to think about it."

What are these fallacies! Jiang Zizhuo looked at Ling Xiaoxiao speechlessly, and suddenly didn't know how to continue. But the words of our child still made him feel excited. His shallow and gentle smile made Ling Xiaoxiao feel that the pain was not so unbearable.

"Sleep for a while, otherwise I won't have the strength at that time. I just asked the nurse that I'm allowed to accompany the childbirth here, and I'll go in with you at that time." The air conditioner in the room was turned on, and Jiang Zizhuo was afraid that she would blow it, so he carefully tucked the corner of her quilt.

To accompany the birth? Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head in her heart. That must be the most embarrassing moment in her life. She was sweating, heart-wrenching and distorted facial features. How could she let him see it?

What's more, people in life are scary, and their relationships do not need to be tested by production. What all feelings in the world are most afraid of is never the hardships and hardships. The dullness of food, rice, oil and salt is the culprit that destroys everything.

Ling Xiaoxiao obediently closed her eyes and thought. When she really wanted to push the delivery room, she must remember to tell the nurse that Jiang Zizhuo was not allowed to go in.

She was not sleeping soundly and her belly was too big. She couldn't lie flat, but because she was twins, when she slept on her side, she would always press a small thing, and the little thing would resist when she was uncomfortable. She moved desperately, so she could only turn over, but once she turned over, she would press on the other one, so the two little guys in her belly would all wake up...

She kept turning over, and Jiang Zizhuo naturally couldn't sleep well on the sand, so he always got up and looked at her worriedly.

In the second half of the night, the frequency of her pain became faster and faster. Jiang Zizhuo called the nurse. After the nurse finished the examination, he quickly asked someone to push Ling Xiaoxiao into the delivery room.

"I didn't expect that your first child would be so fast." The nurse on duty endured the yawn. In the early morning, it was the most sleepy moment of the day.

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't expect it to be so soon. She took advantage of the gap between Jiang Zizhuo's stuff and pulled the nurse and whispered: "When I gave birth, can I not let him in? I'm afraid I'll scare him."

"What? I'm afraid of affecting the relationship between husband and wife in the future?" The young nurse saw such things many times, and then teased her and agreed.

Husband and wife, husband and wife, the most complicated relationship in the world. The little nurse only felt that she had been here for many years, but still couldn't see through it.

The hospital bed pushed all the way to the door of the delivery room. Jiang Zizhuo was blocked outside the door with his bag on his back. The young nurse looked serious: "There is a pregnant woman waiting for delivery. In the early morning, the doctor was too busy and she was not allowed to accompany her. Please forgive me."

Jiang Zizhuo was snatched away by the young nurse: "Xiaoxiao, remember to take your phone and call me as soon as possible if you have something to do."

Ling Xiaoxiao shivered while wiping sweat. She couldn't even hold the towel steadily now, so call him? He just thinks she can call.

"What should I do? The cervix is ​​completely opened, but the fetus has not entered the pelvis for a long time, so I can't press it down." The young midwife looked at her colleague next to her, feeling at a loss.

On the side, the midwife in her forties was calm and calm: "Tie her a fetal heart monitoring and always check her fetal heart. If the fetal heart starts to have abnormalities, drag it to the operating room downstairs. Please explain to Dr. Zhou first to let her be mentally prepared."

Ling Xiaoxiao was in a daze. Every time she suffered a pain, the two little things in her stomach couldn't help but kick her a few times, which made her almost breathless.

She suddenly felt a little regretful that she didn't let Jiang Zizhuo come in. If he were there, she could still hold his hand and act coquettishly, telling him that he felt very painful and uncomfortable. Looking at his distressed expression, she would feel that any pain could be relieved.

The sweat blew through the sick gown, and she hummed: "Nurse, I want to drink water."

The young nurse quickly found the water cup in her backpack. It contained the brown sugar water that Jiang Zizhuo had made. Ling Xiaoxiao drank it in big gulps, just wanting to drink more during this short time.

"Can I still give birth to it by myself?" Ling Xiaoxiao pressed the edge of the bed tightly. She urgently needed some encouragement and the courage to persevere.

"You have to believe that you will be able to give birth to them smoothly. Moreover, I just checked for you. One of the small things has entered the basin and entered the birth canal. All you need now is to accumulate enough strength to give birth to them all in one breath." The little nurse helped her rub her stomach while comforting her softly.

Ling Xiaoxiao's head was soaked in sweat, and she nodded dizzyly. Just now, in order to get the child into the basin, the older midwife kept asking her to exert force, so that she could find the feeling of exerting force every time she suffered a pain. At this moment, she was already exhausted, but told her that the child was about to come out, how could she accumulate strength?

Not even too late to feel depressed, she raised her hand and pointed to her backpack: "Chocolate, bread, milk, I'm so hungry."

It is naturally the best to have an appetite. The young nurse ran over to find something and helped her shake the bed a little.

Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that she was so hungry that she could eat a cow, but when the bread was eaten, she couldn't find any other feeling except vomiting. She forced herself to swallow a piece of chocolate, wiped her forehead, and asked the little nurse to help her put the bed down.

"Xiao Chen, help her to the delivery bed, it's almost done." The voice of the middle-aged midwife rang in the delivery room.

Ling Xiaoxiao's heart trembled. Whether she was afraid, expecting, or eager for relief, she actually had the strength to get up from the bed and entered the delivery room with her slippers.

The sky was dim. When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the room through the curtains, Ling Xiaoxiao bit the towel and, under the command and help of the little nurse, heard the baby's first cry.

She leaned weakly on the bed, watching her stomach bloated halfway, drank a sip of water, gathered her strength, and prepared for the second wave of movement.

Dear children, mom is eager for your arrival. Come out and say hello to the world.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!