Chapter 1377： production, childbirth is not easy

Yan Zhixu was sent to the delivery room, and Susukino stayed outside.

It didn't take long for the sound of rapid footsteps to sound, and Fu Shimo walked over.

His expression was no longer calm, and he hurriedly pushed open the door of the delivery room and walked in. What caught his eye was Yan Zhixu lying on the hospital bed.

There was sweat on her forehead, and the sweat wet the hair on the temples, and the face of someone who was so powerful on weekdays was haggard and pale at this time.

The doctor in the delivery room reported, "President, Madam has now given a finger."

Fu Shimo nodded and said, "Go get ready, and give her a painless hit as soon as the three fingers are opened."

His expression was flustered, his lips trembled, his eyes were red and there was a strong sense of oppression all over him.

The doctor nodded respectfully, "Okay."

At this time, Sheng Jinyun pushed open the door and entered, seeing Fu Shimo's flustered appearance, he didn't even bother to make fun of him.

Suddenly he asked, "Have you informed Yan Xiaoxu's family and your parents?"

Fu Shimo sat next to Yan Zhixu, carefully wiping the sweat from her forehead with his hands, and continuously delivering spiritual power to relieve her pain.

His voice was hoarse, "No..."

Hearing these words, Sheng Jinyun withdrew, and took the initiative to inform Fu Shimo to the Yan family and the imperial capital.

in the room.

Yan Zhixu's lips were pale, "Amo..."

Seeing her weak appearance, Fu Shimo felt a pain in his heart.

He got up and placed a kiss on her pale lips reverently and dearly.

"Wife, thank you for your hard work..."

While speaking, tears fell, and hot tears fell on Yan Zhixu's lips.

She stared at him with dazzling eyes, "This little guy is too troublesome..."

Fu Shimo's lips trembled, "I'll teach you a lesson when this little **** comes out."

Yan Zhixu just wanted to speak, but then another burst of uterine contractions pained his face as pale as paper.

Fu Shimo's pupils trembled.

He desperately sent spiritual power to her.

After that, the contractions were repeated many times, and each time the pain was excruciatingly painful.

After the uterine contractions successfully opened three fingers, the doctor brought a nurse in to give Yan Zhixu a painless hit.

Hanging on the hanging water and holding the needle, I don't know if the nurse was too nervous because of Yan Zhixu's identity or what, the first needle did not go into the blood vessel.

"..."

Seeing that the back of Yan Zhixu's hand was pierced with blood, Fu Shimo's long and narrow Danfeng eyes were filled with distress.

"Let me do it."

He stepped forward to take the needle from the nurse's hand, took an alcohol cotton swab and wiped the back of Yan Zhixu's hand, aiming at the blood vessel and sticking it in.

The needle was successfully inserted, and the pain of the contractions was less severe as the saline entered the body.

After a long time, it was already open to Seven Fingers. Everyone pushed Yan Zhixu in the delivery room, and Fu Shimo also went to change into sterile surgical gowns.

They have just entered the delivery room.

A group of people from the Yan family arrived in a hurry, and after looking around, their eyes fell on Sheng Jinyun.

Yan Jinxiu frowned and her throat was dry, "How is my sister?"

Sheng Jinyun raised his hand and gently patted Yan Jinxiu's shoulder in a soothing tone.

"Don't be too nervous, Yan Xiaoxu's condition is better than many pregnant women, and he soon reached the seventh finger without suffering too much."

As an obstetrician and gynecologist, I have seen many pregnant women, and some pregnant women have long uterine contractions, and it takes a day and a night or even longer to open the seven fingers.

Yan Xiaoxu's physical fitness was good, and he soon reached the seventh finger, and the stroke was painless, and the overall situation would not be very bad.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Hearing Sheng Jinyun's words, Nan Wenshu raised her hand and patted her chest, still worried, her eyes fixed on the delivery room.

Having given birth to a child myself, of course I know the hardships of pregnancy and childbirth, and childbirth is really not easy.

Seeing her daughter suffer now, how could she not feel distressed and worried in her heart?

"It's alright, it'll be alright..."

Yan Zheng was equally worried, but as a husband, the head of the family had to calm down at this time, but no matter how calm he was, he couldn't help but worry.