My Evil Genius Wife

Upon their arrival at the hospital, the doctors immediately examined Xu Nuan. Seeing her condition, they decided to take her straight to the labor room, urging Luo Dan to contact her family and husband.

Jia Fei and Luo Dan, who were expecting her to be moved to a regular ward, were stunned by this sudden turn of events.

They hadn't anticipated the situation escalating so rapidly.

They had arrived at the hospital with the thought that this was simply another false alarm - that this was yet another contraction that would pass and they could return home soon after. However, the doctor gave them no room for such assumptions, instead confronting them with this unexpected revelation.

Outside the labor room, Luo Dan and Jia Fei waited with bated breath as Xu Nuan was wheeled in on a stretcher.

Luo Dan paced nervously back and forth in front of the labor room while Jia Fei, seated on a nearby chair, bit her nails in anxiety, exhaustion etched on her face.

In their rush to get to the hospital, they were so consumed by anxiety and panic that they didn't even think to bring a cap or mask with them.

Given their fame, it wouldn't have been surprising if the hospital staff and other patients recognized them. But in the current situation, their public image was the last thing on their minds. All they cared about was Xu Nuan, who was in the labor room, and they were anxiously waiting for the others to arrive.

Jia Fei let her head rest against the back of the chair, her face drained of color. She was a picture of both exhaustion and fear.

Only she knew the amount of bravery it took her to drive to the hospital, all the while worried about Xu Nuan's safety and rushing to get there as soon as possible.

She couldn't erase the image of Xu Nuan's pale face and her cries of pain as she entered the labor room. Seeing her friend, usually full of laughter and joy, in such pain made her feel deeply worried and emotionally drained.

Now, she finally understood why her mother always chided her that she would only understand her hardships once she became a mother herself. Because indeed, becoming a mother was not an easy task.

Luo Dan felt similar worries for Xu Nuan. Giving birth was no easy task, and with Han Zihao, away on a business trip, the situation was more difficult. Luo Dan was concerned that he would miss this special moment and Xu Nuan would feel regret for the rest of her life.

After all, it was a very important day for them. If they couldn't be together, it was natural to feel regret.

Luo Dan nodded and offered her reassurance, "The doctors haven't said much yet, only asked us to inform everyone. But please, be assured. Nothing will go wrong."

"The doctor has mentioned that it's normal to go into labor in the final weeks as the due date approaches. I am confident that everything will be alright," She reassured everyone with certainty.

With her hand placed on her chest, Grandmother Han nodded, her gaze lingering anxiously on the closed door of the labor room.

Just as they were engaged in their conversation, a nurse emerged from the labor room.

Everyone immediately gathered around her, and Grandmother Han was the first to ask, "How is Xu Nuan? How is the baby?"

The nurse looked at the elderly woman and replied in a measured tone, "The patient's blood pressure is slightly high, but both mother and baby are fine. The doctor will give you further details later."

"The patient is going into labor. Where is the patient's husband? We need him to sign a form before we can start any procedure," she inquired.

Everyone looked around, realizing that Han Zihao was indeed absent.

"Can I sign the document instead? I am her grandmother-in-law," Grandmother Han proposed cautiously.

"As her guardian, you can sign, but it is preferred if the husband is present," the nurse replied, her expression complicated.

Seeing the nurse's doubtful gaze, Father Han turned to Han Liang, his expression serious. "What about Han Zihao? Hasn't he returned from his business trip yet?"

Han Liang met his gaze with a complicated expression, but before he could utter a word, a cold but firm voice interjected, "No need. I'll sign it."

Everyone turned around to see Han Zihao striding toward them. His hair was tousled and his clothes untidy.

It was evident he had rushed over, without even having time to take care of his appearance.