The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 214

Mr. Wang gave her a cold look, and said helplessly, "What time is it? What's the trouble? You should practice hard!"

But Han Zhucai didn't care, she just picked up the phone, snapped it, and took a photo of Mr. Wang.

After the shooting, she was admiring the photo with great interest, but at this time the contractions suddenly came again, and she was so painful that she could hardly sit still.

The nurse on the side rushed to support her, and at the same time instructed her to perform the Lamaze delivery breathing method.Mr. Wang also came over quickly, supported her from the side, looked at her nervously, and raised his hand to wipe her sweat.

After tossing around like this for a long time, Han Zhu started to walk around again accompanied by Mr. Wang.

So about six or seven hours later, Han Zhu's pain became more and more frequent, and she couldn't move around anymore, so she could only lie down on the bed.

Accompanied by Mr. Wang, he tightly held Han Zhu's hand, his eyes filled with distress and helplessness, as well as deep worry.

At this time, the medical staff wanted to check, so a curtain was placed in the middle.

The medical staff examined Han Zhu from there, and Mr. Wang was sitting here talking to Han Zhu. He held Han Zhu's hand tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Persist, you'll be fine after giving birth."

Han Zhu was in so much pain that he didn't want to say a word, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Seeing this, Mr. Wang carefully wiped Han Zhu's sweat with a handkerchief.

While he was wiping his sweat, Han Zhu had another contraction, which was so painful that he almost had to clench his teeth.

The production process is painful.

This tormented not only Han Zhu, but also Mr. Wang.

Although he had attended the labor counseling class beforehand and knew that the mother would face great pain during the childbirth process, but seeing Han Zhu suffering this kind of suffering here, he almost felt heartbroken to even look at it.

So that later, he had a psychological shadow for a period of time, and he was incompetent in sex.

Of course this is another story.

At this time, Han Zhu, after experiencing the pain of contractions, finally gave birth to the child with difficulty.

After the baby was born, the doctor lifted the baby upside down and weighed it: "Mr. King, congratulations, this is a prince, weighing seven catties and two taels."

At this time, Mr. Wang was tortured by Han Zhu's pain and was speechless. He glanced at the red thing that had just been born, and his expression was even a little numb. He held Han Zhu's hand: "Zhu Zhu , you are finished giving birth..."

But after giving birth, Han Zhu seemed to have exhausted his strength and fell into a coma.

Mr. King is in a hurry; "Zhu Zhu, Zhu Zhu!"

Mr. Wang was in a hurry, and half of the other medical staff went to perform the Apgar score on the newborn prince, and half of them came over like this.

The medical staff checked briefly, and their expressions changed immediately.

As soon as the expressions of the medical staff changed, Mr. Wang's face suddenly sank: "What's wrong with the Queen?"

At this time, the oldest expert doctor solemnly said to Mr. Wang: "Now the queen is bleeding a lot, and there are signs of collapse, but it cannot be judged at present. We still need to observe. Mr. King, can you please go out."

Mr. King frowned, staring sharply at the old expert doctor.

The old expert doctor was also very helpless. Under the tremendous pressure, he said bravely, "We will do our best. Mr. King, your presence here will only affect our work."

Hearing this, Mr. King took a deep breath.

"Okay, I'll go out." His voice was hoarse.

He took one last look at Han Zhu, and then at the child who had just been born, the child that Han Zhu had worked so hard to give birth to. He turned and left the delivery room.

After Mr. Wang walked out of the ward, he saw that many people had already arrived.

Mr. Guo, the cabinet minister, the old king, his aunt, and of course Han Zhu's mother, Fang Xiuping, all of them were waiting anxiously and full of expectations.

When Mr. King walked out of the delivery room, the old king was the first to ask, "Did you give birth?"

Mr. King nodded: "Yes."

Fang Xiuping was usually quite afraid of Mr. King, but now she came over boldly and asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

Mr. Wang said flatly: "It's a boy."

A boy of his dreams who could teach him to ride a horse and bowl and give him the best sports car in the world.

But why, he has no joy in his heart now.

His heart was empty, thinking of Han Zhu who was left in the delivery room, he felt flustered inexplicably.

For a moment, time seemed to go back to the past, back to the night when I broke up with Han Zhu more than ten years ago.

He turned his head and looked at the closed delivery room again.

I just hope that everything will be safe and sound.

(End of this chapter)