Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 355 Giving birth
The intrigues in the court did not affect Zhao Wangshu's delivery of the child. In the early morning of June 30, she had just finished breakfast and was thinking, "If the baby is born tomorrow, this boy will have the same birthday as her cousin."

As soon as I finished speaking, my stomach hurt, "Hiss!"

Zhao Wangshu held his waist with one hand and covered his stomach with the other. His expression was painful, and a thin layer of sweat quickly formed on his forehead.

"Young Madam." Luzhi hurriedly stepped forward to support her, with concern on his face.

"My stomach... my stomach hurts so much." Zhao Wangshu gritted his teeth, "I, I think I'm going to give birth."

As they had rehearsed before, Luzhi and Lanfen did not panic. They first helped Zhao Wangshu sit down on the recliner, and then called the rough lady to come in and carry him to the prepared delivery room.

Bai Rong, Cheng Xiang and Xiao Tao, one ran to call Mrs. Qiao, the other went to call Po Wen, and the other went to call the doctor.

When Yun Hao rushed back, Zhao Wangshu was pacing in the room with one hand on his waist and being supported by Lady Qiao.

Zhao Wangshu was not yet born. As soon as he knocked on the door, the maid opened it and let him in.

"Madam." Yun Hao quickly stepped forward and supported Zhao Wangshu, "How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhao Wangshu shook his head, "It hurts a little, I can bear it."

Seeing that Zhao Wangshu's expression was normal, Yun Hao breathed a sigh of relief, held her hand and encouraged her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to accompany you."

Zhao Wangshu smiled at him, "Yeah."

Po Wen interjected: "Sir, don't worry, Madam, the fetal position is correct and she will give birth smoothly."

Yun Hao nodded, "Thank you, mom."

"Young Madam, you have been gone for a long time. You should take a rest, lest you lose the energy to give birth to a child." Po Wen said.

"Okay." Zhao Wangshu nodded and lay down on the bed.

Yun Hao was guarding the bedside, and Zhao Wangshu couldn't care about him anymore. The labor pains became more frequent. She turned pale from the pain, and big beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

Looking at his wife with a face full of pain, Yun Hao became more determined to just have this one child.

"Madam, you have worked hard." Yun Hao whispered, his eyes full of worry and reluctance.

Zhao Wangshu took a deep breath, tried to calm his breathing, and waited for the next contraction to come.

"Po Wen, is there any way to relieve it?" Yun Hao looked at Po Wen and asked anxiously.

Po Wen shook her head and said, "Sir, how can a woman give birth without pain? You can relax, Madam Wen has her own destiny, and she will definitely give birth smoothly. Mother and child are safe."

Zhao Wangshu felt a warm liquid gushing out from under her body. She knew that her water had broken and the baby was about to come out. "Yunhao, get out."

"I'm not going out, I'm here to guard you."

"Get out, get out, you will distract me here." Zhao Wangshu didn't want to show a ferocious expression in front of him.

Po Wen lifted the quilt covering Zhao Wangshu, confirmed that her water had broken, and rushed Yun Hao out, "Sir, if you are here, there will be a collision, so you should go out, it is enough to have an old woman here."

"Sir, please go out quickly, don't delay the young lady's delivery of the child." Lady Qiao also quickly agreed.

Yun Hao took a deep look at Zhao Wangshu. She was sweating profusely and her face was pale, but she was still trying to make herself look less embarrassed.

"Okay, I'll go out and wait. Wangshu, you have to hold on." He kissed Zhao Wangshu before getting up and leaving, closing the door.

Zhao Wangshu's tense body finally relaxed. She felt as if she was being torn apart. The pain came like a tide, wave after wave, making her almost unable to breathe.

Lady Qiao kept wiping her sweat, while Po Wen kept reminding her, "Take a deep breath, young lady, take a deep breath."

Time passed slowly in pain, and Zhao Wangshu felt that his consciousness began to blur. She clutched the sheets so tightly that every effort seemed to tear them apart.

Po Wen and Mrs. Qiao were waiting anxiously. They knew that they could only rely on Zhao Wangshu's own strength at this time.

Outside the house, Yun Hao kept asking the doctor, "Why didn't you hear my wife's cry?"

"Young madam, you are trying to save your strength." The doctor gave a good answer at first.

"Why didn't my wife shout?" Yun Hao asked again.

The doctor patiently explained: "The young lady is suffering from great pain at the moment. Her attention needs to be focused on giving birth instead of shouting. Moreover, staying quiet will also help her control her breathing better." and force.”

His answer could not calm Yun Hao's worried mood at all, so Yun Hao asked again, "When will this be born?"

The doctor's mouth twitched. He didn't know this. Based on experience, "It will take a few hours."

"How many hours?" Yun Hao's voice became louder, "Why does it take so long?"

"Young lady, this is your first child, and the birth will be long and hard," the doctor said.

"Is there any medicine that can make her give birth faster?" Yun Hao asked.

"No." The doctor shook his head.

Yun Hao couldn't sit still, so he stood up, turned around anxiously a few times, and asked the doctor, "Is the young lady in any danger?"

As the saying goes, giving birth to a child is like a veil in front of the king of hell.

But the doctor did not dare to say these words to irritate Yun Hao. He took a deep breath and said, "The young lady is in good health and there will be no problems. Don't worry, sir."

Seeing the blood that was brought out, Yun Hao panicked, "Why is there so much blood?"

"It's mostly water, not blood." The doctor silently took the tea cup and walked away, far away from Yun Hao. He didn't want to answer the question.

In the delivery room, Zhao Wangshu felt a warm current gushing out, and along with severe pain, she couldn't help shouting, "Ah!"

A delighted smile appeared on Po Wen's face, "Young madam, we have seen the end! Keep working hard."

Zhao Wangshu was so painful that his eyes were filled with stars, and his soul seemed to be out of body. When he heard these words, he gritted his teeth and used all his strength. Finally, a loud cry sounded in the room.

"Congratulations, madam, you are a young master!" Po Wen said with a smile on her face as she held the newborn baby.

Zhao Wangshu lay on the bed tiredly, listening to the congratulations of Po Wen and Mrs. Qiao. In addition to joy, she also felt relieved that she had finally given birth to this brat.

She used to think that it would be better to have children, but now, forget it, she doesn't want to suffer this anymore.

Po Wen cleaned the baby, wrapped it in swaddling clothes, and asked Lady Qiao to carry it out to Yun Hao, "Sir, the young lady has given birth to a big fat boy for you, congratulations."

Yun Hao took his son, "He looks like his mother, not bad." He looked up at Mrs. Qiao, "Can I go in?"

"You can go in." Mrs. Qiao caught the child who was pushed over by Yun Hao. She looked up and saw that her family members had already rushed into the delivery room.

Yun Hao walked to Zhao Wangshu and squatted down, watching her eyes closed, and touched her gently.

Zhao Wangshu opened his eyes, looked at him, pursed his lips, and said pitifully: "Yun Hao, I'm so tired, I'm in so much pain."

Yun Hao's eyes were full of heartache and he said: "It's my fault. It's me who has caused you so much pain, but I can't help you at all."

"You must treat me well from now on." After Zhao Wangshu said this, he fell asleep. She was too tired.

Although she gave birth relatively quickly, it took nearly two hours.