So Qin Si Tong had to care about the state of Jun Jisheng at the moment, "why don't you go out and have a rest first?"

"No, i... nothing." Jun Jisheng's voice was almost squeezed out of his teeth.

Daole smiled and said to Qin Sitong, "don't worry, every expectant father in the delivery room is like this. You'll be fine when you give birth to the child."

Then, Qin Sitong's contractions became more and more frequent, and Jun Jisheng finally realized what Yu Guheng said to him.

When she screamed in pain, when she tried her best, the green veins on her forehead burst constantly, and his fingers clung to the white sheet, he just felt that his breathing was going to stagnate.

Is this the pain of childbirth? How much pain is she suffering? But at this moment, he could do nothing for her except saying "come on", "hold on" and "it'll be fine soon".

At the beginning, did she have such pain? No, it may even hurt more! But at that time, he was not with her, and even forced her into that situation.

At that time, she was in what mood to give birth to Yan Yan? Also, is her pain worse than now?

Every cry of pain and every expression of pain on her face at the moment were like a heavy hammer hitting his heart heavily, which made him only feel so painful.

When the doctor took out the baby and the baby's cry rang through the delivery room, Jun Jisheng felt as if he had survived. He was full of dripping cold sweat, and the whole person seemed to be soaked in sweat.

The doctor cut off the umbilical cord. The nurse wrapped the child in a white cloth sheet, put the child in front of him and said, "Mr. Jun, it's a boy and very healthy. You can hold it, too."

Jun Jisheng held out his hand and held the little baby in his arms. Before, he obviously accompanied Si Tong to those pregnant women courses and learned how to hold the child, but when he really held the child in his arms, he felt completely different from when he practiced.

The baby is not those model toys, but living, soft and crying. And his hands were still trembling slightly. He even worried about what to do if he didn't hold one of them and the child fell to the ground.

This is the child of him and Si Tong. Although the child's face is wrinkled and can't see who he looks like at all, looking at this little life, the softness of his heart seems to be touched. He can't help gently coaxing, "don't cry... Don't cry, good..."

Strangely, the little guy seemed to understand the coax and really stopped crying.

"Good boy, I really listen to my father." the medical staff nearby couldn't help but tunnel.

Jun Jisheng looked up at Qin Sitong lying on the hospital bed, "Sitong! Thank you for trying so hard to give birth to the child. It's hard for you."

If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he was afraid that he would never know how painful and difficult it would be to have a child. When he was in pain, he just wanted to share her pain.

But... No, even if he has more money, even if he can do more things, he can't reduce her pain at this moment.