Ye Qilan had always regretted not being able to accompany Su Hongxing and watch Little Dingding grow inside her belly, and even more, he regretted not being by her side when she gave birth.
This time, he considered it a compensation for the regret brought by Little Pudding.
"As soon as you came, I felt that giving birth was not that painful anymore," Su Hongxing also joked with a smile.
When the contractions came again, her eyebrows knitted tightly, and she clutched Ye Qilan's hand.
Ye Qilan had never seen such a grand scene before. He hurriedly asked, "How are you, can you still hold on?"
He wiped the sweat from her forehead with his sleeve, his heart taut like a string.
There were no doctors here, nor were there any midwives, and there was nothing he could do to help, knowing full well how hard it was for her, yet unable to ease her pain.
"It's still okay for now," Su Hongxing signaled Ye Qilan not to be nervous.
