Feng Changling nodded and turned back to the room.
Xiao Chengyi sent Mu Yun'an to the side hall next door, but even here Yan Ruoling's painful screams could still be heard.
Mu Yunan held Xiao Chengyi's arm and comforted him: "Brother Yi, it will be fine. Don't worry."
How could Xiao Chengyi not be worried? Although Yan Ruoling had a fall and gave birth prematurely, a woman's pregnancy and childbirth are inherently a journey through hell, so how could he not be afraid?
Although the person inside was not Yan Yan, he could already feel the worry and fear he was about to face.
At this moment, he thought a lot.
Xiao Chengyi looked at Mu Yun'an and asked, "Do you think I shouldn't send Han Qiancheng to Fansheng Temple?"
Mu Yun'an asked curiously: "Why do you think so?"
Xiao Chengyi said: "If Han Qiancheng is with her, maybe the accident will not happen to Princess Qinghe, and if a loved one wants to accompany her, she may be in a better mood, and maybe there will be no accidents when she gives birth to a child."
Mu Yun'an felt that Xiao Chengyi was too nervous, to the point of doubting herself, so she sighed and said: "You have forgotten that Han Qiancheng's sins are serious, and he went to Fansheng Temple to atone for his sins.
If the Buddha forgives him, he will give him complete joy. If the Buddha refuses to forgive..."
She frowned and said, "My Buddha is compassionate and I believe that the Buddha will definitely take care of Ruoling and the child in her belly. Brother Yi, don't think too much about it."
Xiao Chengyi stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms and said, "Yan Yan, will you not have children in the future?"
Mu Yunan: "..."
She patted his back and said, "Okay, if you don't want to give birth, I won't give birth."
She raised her head and kissed Xiao Chengyi's cheek and said, "Brother Yi, Yan Yan will never leave you."
Xiao Chengyi nodded heavily, and the two hugged each other to comfort each other's hearts.
There was suddenly no movement in the delivery room.
Xiao Chengyi was curious. When he and Mu Yunan walked out, they saw Yan Jingxuan's face full of tears.
He asked: "What's wrong?"
Yan Jingxuan said: "If Ruoling fainted, Mrs. Xin said that if the child cannot be born, then she can only... give up the baby to protect the older one."
Mu Yun'an was shocked and gave up the baby to keep the baby. That was the child Ruo Ling had been waiting for for ten months. He was her and Han Qiancheng's flesh and blood.
Because of this child, Yan Ruoling was able to get over the tragic past. This child was not her fate.
Perhaps only by becoming a mother can you experience the feeling of heart-to-heart connection between mother and child.
In the delivery room.
Yan Ruoling woke up from her coma. She was covered in sweat, her face was pale, and her voice was hoarse.
She held Xin Ruyi's hand with great effort and said, "Madam, please protect the child. You must protect the child."
Xin Ruyi frowned and said, "Are you stupid? What are you going to do to protect the child? Can you bear to see the child lose his mother as soon as he is born?"
Yan Ruoling said: "I know you will treat him as your own child and love him. He has been with me for ten months. I can feel every fetal movement of his. Madam, please save my child."
Xin Ruyi said: "You are not allowed to say these things, you believe me, I will definitely keep you mother and son safe.
Think about your children and the man you like. Don’t you want to grow old with him and make up for the regrets of the past?”
No matter how hard Yan Ruoling didn't think about it, she kept thinking about it in her dreams. She wanted her brother Han to change his ways, wash away all his sins, and never leave her and her child.
I want them to be like ordinary people, having three meals a day, plain and warm.
But can she still wait?
Feng Changling said: "You must hold on. Han Qiancheng will be here soon. You don't want him to die again, right? Even for him, you must hold on."