The weather is a bit hot. In the spacious and low-key decorated living room, the central air-conditioning air is blowing. It is very cold. The man sitting alone on the soft sofa has a sickly pale face. Despite this, his sexy lips are still pursed tightly.
, looks strong but a little dejected, making it difficult for people to look away.
Daniel stood next to him, his face still tense, until An Ling, who was wearing a neat professional suit behind him, came in.
An Ling nodded towards Daniel, and Daniel breathed a sigh of relief.
"Jun Lie, she has entered the delivery room!"
"Is she okay?" Rong Junlie raised his head and asked calmly.
An Ling nodded, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes, "She insists on giving birth by herself without surgery!"
"She is pregnant with two children, can she do it on her own?" Rong Junlie said with obvious displeasure in his tone.
The LED screen opposite suddenly lit up, and Luo Yan was shown being pushed into the delivery room. Her pale face was wrinkled up due to labor pains, and her mouth was biting tightly, as if she was fighting hard. Although her watery eyes had changed,
She looked a little moist, but her eyes were unusually stubborn and firm.
This is her, she doesn't give in easily, even when she gives birth to a child, people have to look at her with admiration because of her stubbornness.
When he caught her gaze, even though he was separated by a cold screen, Rong Junlie's heart was still twitched by it, and there was some subtle movement in his anger.
An Ling looked at Rong Junlie and stared directly at Luo Yan on the screen. She had never seen him look like this before. His stern face was always tense, his eyes were sharp and deep, and his Adam's apple was up and down.
Overwhelming, An Ling lowered his eyes sadly, knowing that he was already worried about Luo Yan.
As the painful screams came from the screen, Rong Junlie's heart tightened, and he stood up subconsciously, with clenched fists in his hands. His tall body stood there, like a struggling beast, with a pair of
The falcon's black eyes were staring directly at the screen.
"Jun Lie, don't worry, it will be fine!"
An Ning stepped forward to comfort her. Rong Junlie's nervousness did not ease because of her comfort. On the contrary, when the screams sounded again, he suddenly grabbed An Ling's shoulders angrily and hissed, "She
Why does it hurt so much? Send more doctors to her, do you hear me!!"
"Jun Lie, it's like this when giving birth. As long as it's a natural birth, she has to go through this kind of labor pain!" An Ling gently comforted him, but he heard his depressed curse in her ears, "Why not
If she is willing to have a caesarean section, does she know that she will be at risk if she does so?"
"She insisted on insisting on a normal delivery and said... said it was..." An Ling hesitated to speak.
A gloomy look came to her, and Rong Junlie asked coldly, "What did she say?"
"She said she might only be a mother for once in her life, so she wanted to experience it for herself!"
"It's so stupid!"
Rong Junlie drank in a low voice, but the hardest part of his heart became a little softer inadvertently, and he also felt some warmth.
After the initial scream, the room suddenly became quiet again. Rong Junlie's nerves tightened, "What's going on? Why is there no sound?"
An Ling was stunned and couldn't figure out the situation. Rong Junlie immediately became angry, "Why don't you take me over to have a look..."
"Jun Lie, you are going to have an operation soon. You can't go there now!"
An Ling eagerly grabbed Rong Junlie who was about to go out. Unexpectedly, Rong Junlie roughly shook off her hand and shouted at her, "She has three lives now. If something goes wrong, are you responsible?"
An Ling never thought that Rong Junlie would shout at her in such a tone. She looked at him with a stiff expression and sadly let go of his hand.