Several people waited outside.
After a while, the door opened again, and the old doctor came out. People at the door swarmed around him, asking everything anxiously.
The old doctor said: "The child is very healthy, but the adult is too weak. It's hard to say now. It depends on today's situation."
"Then what's going on with her right now?" Blacksmith Luo asked again.
The old doctor said: "She fell asleep. Later, your family will feed her a bowl of brown sugar water, and then I will prepare the medicine over there."
"After taking a bowl of medicine first, if there is no major bleeding, it will be considered safe and sound."
"Okay, okay, then I'll go get the medicine with you." Blacksmith Luo said, and quickly followed the old doctor to the front lobby.
Here, Yang Ruoqing and Zhou Wang Xiaohuan entered the ward together.
The ward was filled with a strong smell of blood, and Zhou Wang couldn't help but retched a few times as soon as he entered.
Beside the bed, Luo Da'e, who was leaning over Zhou Xia to wipe the sweat from her forehead, heard the noise and quickly turned to Zhou Wang and said: "Why is the delivery room where you came in? Get out quickly!"
Zhou Wang was worried about Zhou Xia and wanted to come over to see what was going on. Luo Da'e hurried over and pushed Zhou Wang out of the house.
"You are a man, and you will be unlucky if you enter the delivery room. Listen to mother and wait outside!" Luo Daye said.
Zhou Wang had no choice but to go outside.
Luo Da'e turned around and realized that Yang Ruoqing was also here.
Luo Da'e's face showed a hint of surprise, "Qing'er, why are you here?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "I came with my uncle."
Do you think I would like to come? Really, Yang Ruoqing thought to herself.
Luo Da'e's eyes revealed a hint of gratitude for the first time.
This surprised Yang Ruoqing for a moment, but she soon understood.
During these ten long months, Luo Da'e has been accompanying the obsessed Zhou Xia. I guess Luo Da'e was also tortured to death, right?
His eyes swept around the room. Zhou Xia was lying there, her chin was so thin that it could stab someone to death like an awl.
There was almost no blood on his face and lips, his eyebrows were tightly closed, a veil was wrapped around his forehead, and his hair had lost its former smoothness and luster.
Obviously, during this period of pregnancy, the child consumed her body's nutrients secondly, and the main reason was that she was messing around on her own, trying to get the child out every now and then.
In the end, the child still landed on the ground tenaciously, but she herself became so inhuman.
You deserve to do evil.
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing moved her eyes away from Zhou Xia, looking for the child.
At the foot of the bed, a small squirming thing was wrapped in a small mattress.
"Can I see this child?" Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Da'e.
Luo Da'e also glanced at the child and sighed: "Look, there's nothing you can't see."
Yang Ruoqing came to the foot of the bed, leaned down, gently opened a corner of the mattress, and looked into the mattress.
As soon as he opened the mattress, he saw a small mouth.
Taking a closer look, it was a little baby yawning, and only a mouth could be seen on the small face.
When he finished yawning and the facial features returned to their original shape, Yang Ruoqing was so surprised that she took a deep breath.
The Creator is truly miraculous. Whoever sows this seed is like whoever he is.
This child looks nothing like Zhou Xia, and has no relationship at all with King Yun Qi Xingyun.
The whole little face is a complete replica of Wangfu from Changping Village.
Even Wangfu's eldest son, Brother Daping, is not as similar to Wangfu as this child.
Oh my God, this genetic gene is so powerful. You don’t even need a blood test or a DNA test. This face is the best ironclad proof. It’s like a mountain of ironclad proof!
"Hey, what should I do with this child? He is really worried."
Luo Da'e finished wiping Zhou Xia's sweat and sat down on the bedside with a frustrated look on her face. She looked at her little grandson on the mattress with a frustrated look on her face.
Yang Ruoqing ignored Luo Da'e's words and stood there, looking down at the baby in the small mattress.
While looking at it, the little kid had already yawned several times.
Too small, too tender, there is a layer of fine hair on the forehead, the pupils are crystal clear, watery and clear, as if wearing a pair of transparent contact lenses.
Yang Ruoqing felt that this newborn child was like a mobile phone that had just left the factory, and the film on it had not yet been removed.
It's so tender and soft.
She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and gently touched the little child's little hand raised above her head. The little guy suddenly stretched out his fingers and gently grabbed her little finger.
"This kid has grabbed my hand, Xiaohuan, look at it."
Yang Ruoqing quickly said to Xiao Huan beside her.
Xiaohuan also quickly stood up and looked at it, and said in surprise: "Yes, this child seems to be sensible."
Xiaohuan also tentatively reached out his hand and gently touched the child's cheek.
The little guy quickly let go of Yang Ruoqing's hand, moved his head hard, opened his mouth wide, and even stuck out his little tongue to fish it out.
Seems to be looking for something to eat.
"What are you doing?" Xiaohuan has never given birth and does not understand this.
Yang Ruoqing is someone who has experienced this and understands this body language.
"He's hungry and looking for milk. That's his nature," she said.
"Are you looking for milk?" Xiaohuan was even more surprised, and quickly retracted her hand and stood a few steps away.
Xiaohuan stood there looking at the child, then subconsciously caressed his bulging belly, with disbelief written all over his face.
Luo Da'e, who was sitting there dejectedly, heard this and quickly got up and came over.
Seeing that the child was really grabbing it with his tongue anxiously, Luo Daye was also amazed.
"No one teaches him, he just looks for food on his own. This kid is really a freak." Luo Daye said.
"Aunt Da'e, this is your direct grandson. If you say he is a freak, then aren't you also an old freak yourself?" Yang Ruoqing choked back,
Luo Da'e was stunned for a moment, glanced at Yang Ruoqing, then curled her lips and refused to argue with Yang Ruoqing.
Her eyes continued to stay on the child, frowning.
"What are you talking about? Do you know that you shouldn't be in this world?"
"Did you know that during my pregnancy and birth, your mother was ruined by you and almost lost her life several times?"
Luo Daye said to the little baby seriously.
On the side, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but complain again.
"Come on, it's his mother who is trying so hard to ruin herself, and it has nothing to do with this child. It's really lucky that this child is still alive!" she said.
Luo Da'e raised her eyelids and glanced at Yang Ruoqing, feeling a little unhappy.
But Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "I'm telling the truth. I got pregnant out of wedlock and shot myself in the foot. Isn't that what I'm doing?"
Luo Da'e was full of dissatisfaction, but it was hard to get angry.
Xia'er gave birth to a baby, and Yang Ruoqing had to be coaxed not to go to King Yun to inform him about it.
