Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

When the doctor came in to check again, the baby was already eight fingers old, and she could go to the delivery room to wait for delivery.

Song Jiajun was panicking himself. He followed Lin Wanyue and held her hand, "Don't be afraid, my wife, I'm here, I'm here with you!"

"It hurts so much, I'm scared, why does it hurt so much!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault, we won't have another baby in the future, we won't have another baby, boy or girl!"

Song Jiajun really regretted that he shouldn't have had a child. The two of them had been together for so long, and he had never seen the little girl so embarrassed.

Accompanied by Lin Wanyue's shouting and cursing, the delivery bed was pushed into the delivery room.

Song Jiajun's brain was no longer under his control. Seeing his wife being pushed in, he wanted to follow in, but was stopped outside by the accompanying medical staff.

When the door of the delivery room was closed, Song Jiajun felt that the blood in his body had stopped.

He stepped back two steps and leaned against the wall, supporting his knees with both hands, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

When Shuhe and the others came, they saw Song Jiajun and the scene where he had lost half his soul. They were all scared.

What happened? Why did he look like that?

Shuhe grabbed Song Jiajun's arm, "Ah Jun, where is Wanyue? What happened to Wanyue?"

Shuhe had been watching during the day before. Today, he went home to get something. As soon as he got home, he heard that his daughter was about to give birth.

If he had known earlier, he would not have gone. He didn't know how his daughter was doing now.

At first, Song Jiajun didn't respond. His brain was half a beat slower. Shuhe asked three times in a row before he reacted.

"Wanyue was just pushed in. Mom, Wanyue will be fine, right?"

Song Jiajun needed psychological comfort at this time. Among all the people present, only Shuhe had experienced childbirth.

Shuhe was also worried about her daughter, but seeing that her son-in-law was so scared that he couldn't stand, she could only comfort him, "Yes, Wanyue will be fine. Medicine is so advanced now, and you have invited the top doctors. She will be fine."

Song Jiajun seemed to be really comforted. He stood by the wall with his head down. His emotions seemed to have calmed down, but his hands in his pockets were still shaking.

For the people outside, the days were like years, and for Lin Wanyue inside, it was excruciating pain.

"Madam! Madam, save some strength, take a deep breath, follow my rhythm, there will be no problem!"

Although Lin Wanyue's eyes were black in pain, she could still listen to the doctor's words.

She bit her lower lip tightly, grabbed the handle next to her with both hands, and took deep breaths while enduring the pain.

"Yes, that's it! Don't shout! Save your strength, and push when I ask you to!"

Doctors like such obedient parturients. Those who don't listen and shout randomly are really a headache.

She had used up all her strength when she was yelling, and she had no strength to give birth to a child later.

When Lin Wanyue felt that she was about to faint from the pain, she heard the doctor say, "Madam, push! It's OK now!"

She listened to the doctor's words and pushed hard. After repeating it several times, her strength was exhausted and she lay on the bed gasping for breath.

"I can already see the head, Madam, take it easy, let's do it one last time!"

Seeing the dawn of hope, Lin Wanyue used up all her last strength in one go, and the veins on her neck bulged.

She suddenly felt a loosening under her body, as if something had come out.

After the birth of the first child, the nurse took him aside to clean up, and the doctor still surrounded Lin Wanyue, "There is another one, Madam, try harder, it will be over soon!"

Giving birth to the second child was much smoother than the first one, and it was successful in one go.

After the nurse cleaned up the two children, she held them up for Lin Wanyue to look at. "Two sons, one weighing 5 jin is the older brother, and the other weighing 4 jin 8 liang is the younger brother."

Lin Wanyue only took a dazed look and closed her eyes tiredly.

Song Jiajun outside the door wanted to rush into the delivery room for the fourth time but was stopped by Shuhe. Shuhe couldn't help but slapped him on the arm twice, "Calm down! Calm down!"

"What can you do if you rush in? Help Wanyue give birth! Or can you help her deliver the baby? Don't go in and make trouble! Wait outside honestly!"

Song Jiajun's eyes were red with anxiety. He seemed to hear the little girl shouting inside, and then suddenly there was no sound.

"Mom, my wife has been in for more than an hour, why hasn't she come out yet?"

"Why are you in such a hurry! Giving birth is not that fast, wait a little longer, when I gave birth to Wanyue, it took me a day and a night!"

After hearing this, Song Jiajun became even more anxious. A day and a night? How could the delicate little girl bear it!

“Mom, I have to go in and keep my wife company, she’s timid and will be scared if she can’t see me!"

Shu He saw that he could not hold Song Jiajun anymore, and the door of the delivery room finally opened.

Two nurses came out with the children, "Family members of Lin Wanyue, congratulations, mother and children are safe, the elder brother weighs 2500g, born at 20:27, the younger brother weighs 2450g, born at 20:31."

Shu He took the eldest child and gave it to Mr. Song, and the second child was handed to Lin Mingde.

The old man smiled at the great-grandson in his arms with wrinkles on his face, and his eyes could not see.

Lin Mingde took a look at the second child in his arms, and said, "Tsk, there is nothing like my daughter."

Song Jiajun looked inside and grabbed the nurse who was walking back, "Where is my wife? Why hasn't my wife come out yet?"

The nurse staggered and reached out to pull her collar, "The mother is still under observation, and she will come out soon if there is no problem."

"What's the problem? My wife is in good health, you take good care of my wife! "

The nurse was speechless. Do you understand routine observation? And! Can you let go? The collar of this dress is strangling me to death!

"Ajun! Ajun! Let them go first! They have to go in to take care of your wife!"

Shuhe was so worried. She didn't have much time to worry about her daughter in more than an hour. She was worried about her son-in-law the whole time.

The two children were taken by the nurse and taken back to the delivery room. Before closing the door, Song Jiajun remembered something, "Take care of my wife first! These two children can take care of themselves!"

Shuhe couldn't help but slapped Song Jiajun on the back twice, "What nonsense are you talking about here! Wait honestly!"

How can a newborn baby take care of itself?

Knowing that his daughter was fine, Lin Mingde also shook up, "Ajun, I'm not saying anything to you, you should also be a man's calmness. "

Song Jiajun didn't want to compete with his father-in-law now, and stared at the door of the delivery room.

Shuhe rolled his eyes when he heard Lin Mingde's words. You have the nerve to criticize others. I don't know who was the one who was so scared that he couldn't walk when he knew his daughter was about to give birth at home!