Leng Jun Ao stares at her and rubs her palm lightly on her head. The voice of Sha Sheng becomes lower and slower obviously: "silly girl, don't worry. The shadow will take more pills for me."
Does he really think she's stupid? If the medicine given by the shadow really took a few more, it would be OK. Then how could he become what he is now.
However, Zhao Wanxi could only swallow her throat, pretending to nod easily.
"Ao, go to sleep first. Lanxi is going to have a baby. I have to take care of her..."
The man didn't object to her proposal, with a smile on his lips: "small eleven, please!"
Although Leng Jun Ao is cold to the 11th imperial sister in pingri, Zhao Wanxi knows that in recent years, he has become more and more human, and his relationship with Princess Lanxi has become more and more profound.
Before Zhao Wanxi could answer, the man closed his eyes. His body was stiff and motionless.
The woman's reflexive hand raised to probe the artery on his neck side, with pulse, breath and body temperature, which made her feel relieved.
"My life is hard, but Yama won't accept it!"
The man closed his eyes and vomited out this sentence in a faint faint voice. The corners of his mouth puffed up slightly and quickly took it back. Even if he didn't open his eyes, he could imagine the expression of the woman's startled stare just now.
But now, he really did not have the strength to open his eyes. His strength was like being sucked away by an invisible force.
Zhao Wanxi makes a false alarm. She can't help turning his eyes. Leng Lanxi's cry for pain in the inner cave is getting louder and louder. Hua Shuying calls Zhao Wanxi's name for the first time in panic.
"Wan Xi, quick You have to help her, hee'er. She can't stand the pain! "
Hua Shuying's forehead and palm are full of sweat. Although Leng Lanxi is the one who gave birth to the baby, he is also suffering from constant suffering as a father.
"Let me see..."
Zhao Wanxi orders qiong'er to go out to guard. By the way, she pays attention to Leng junao's condition and asks Hua Shuying to stay behind. At the same time, she tells her in a soft voice: "today is just an opportunity to teach you how to get umbilical cord blood..."
After taking umbilical cord blood and quickly using Leng junao's body detoxification, this scheme, they privately do not know how many times the drill, but the real drill is the first time.
The painful and bloody picture of a woman giving birth to a child is really hard to see, which makes Hua Shuying, a man who is used to seeing wounds, a little unbearable. Listening to Leng Lanxi's successive cries of pain, the sound is like a sharp blade in his heart, almost suffocating with the same pain.
"Lanxi, don't use your strength indiscriminately. Look at me and adjust your breath. When I ask you to use your strength, you can use it again..."
Zhao Wanxi has a big stomach. Her forehead is full of sweat. Delivering a baby is a hard work!
Hua Shuying clenched the woman's hand, parrot like followed: "Xi'er, you listen to Wanxi, adjust your breath, when she let you work hard, you work hard again..."
He only knows about women's childbirth, and he has never experienced it personally. If it wasn't for his wife's childbirth, he would never know what happened to women's childbirth!
This is a way from the gate of hell!
The rumor is true at all!
Probably because of his beloved man's company, Leng Lanxi's mood was aroused little by little. Although her hair was soaked with sweat, she gradually regained her strength.