Chapter Seventy: Dystocia
It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when He Xiyan was taken to the hospital. At this time, her face was extremely ugly, pale as paper, and her stomach was even more painful, making her restless.
Ye Hao spent money and asked the hospital to directly arrange a top-level VIP delivery room, with the best obstetrician and two nurses accompanying him throughout the process.
He himself was in the family waiting area on one side, distraught.
In the middle of the night, the baby cried from time to time in the hospital, and every time he heard it, he would stand up excitedly, thinking it was a birth. But every time it was not He Xiyan who gave birth, but other mothers.
He even saw some women give birth within an hour after entering the delivery room.
It's just that He Xiyan has never heard from her.
It's almost dawn, what's going on.
Seeing that he was so anxious, the family members of other pregnant women couldn't help coming over to comfort him.
"Young man, don't be impatient. Some pregnant women take longer to give birth, and it takes longer for the first child. Your wife is probably like this. If there is a problem during the delivery process, the doctor will switch to a caesarean section. Don't be too nervous."
A woman about 50 years old came over to persuade him, but the woman had no idea that this was not the child's father. The child's real father is getting up with his bride at this time to prepare for today's grand wedding.
Ye Hao didn't bother to answer, he walked directly into the delivery room and called out the doctor.
"Well...doctor, please change her to a caesarean section." He seemed to be ordering. It's a pity that his opinions, which do not belong to the scope of the family, have no effect at all.
"Sir, the mother has been prescribed eight fingers. If you persist, you can give birth safely. You can go to the family area and wait." After speaking, the doctor entered the delivery room again.
In the delivery room, He Xiyan was grabbing the quilt, her hands trembling as if she could no longer hold her tightly.
She bit her lip so hard that it turned bright red. Every contraction is accompanied by severe pain that is beyond human tolerance.
The pain made her feel like she was about to die every time.
"Ms. He, if you persist, you can already see the head, come on, come on, come on." The nurses on both sides kept cheering her on.
The pain came in waves, worse than before. He Xiyan gradually became weak, her white lips trembled, and she couldn't help letting out screams one after another, the voice was crying, like heart-piercing. The man waiting outside the door was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out.
I don't know how long I have been in pain, how long I have been in pain, or how many times I have cried. It wasn't until the early morning sun hung high from the east, and the sunlight slanted through the white gauze curtains, that the baby's cries came from this delivery room.
The baby's mother seemed so exhausted that she closed her eyes the moment the baby was born and passed out without even having time to look at the baby.
The baby's father was wearing an exquisite white groom's dress, with a champagne-colored rose pinned on his chest by a make-up artist. After passing through the hands of the makeup artist, who was already handsome and extraordinary, he looked even more handsome, like an ancient sculpture.
He stood up, and his polished black leather shoes made a crisp sound when he stepped on the ground. He turned and walked towards his bride. At this time, her bride had already put on her makeup. Such a delicate and beautiful face, even the makeup The teachers couldn't help admiring.
A golden boy and a jade girl, a match made in heaven.