"It's like this when giving birth",

"But it didn't hurt so much the last time I recited it."

"Ah,!~", another burst of labor pain,

In fact, it's not that this time is better than last time. In the past, Mi Xin's heart was already dead and he could bear any pain, but it's different now. He was proud of being favored.

When Jun Zhiyuan arrived at the hospital, a medical team was already waiting at the door.

Even the director, the city's most authoritative gynecologist was waiting at the door to give birth to a child. Such a major plastic surgery,

When other people give birth, they can be born in the toilet.

Yan Mixin is not an ordinary person, she is Jun Zhiyuan's dear wife and one of the most noble people in the world.

Is it possible to give birth without this kind of plastic surgery?

Jun Zhiyuan was dressed casually and followed Yan Mixin into the maternity room to accompany her during the delivery.

Jun Zhiyuan felt extremely distressed when he saw Yan Mixin sweating profusely and looking pale every time, trying to scream but unable to do so.

It turns out that giving birth to a child is so painful, I don’t want it anymore, Jun Zhiyuan won’t want it anymore,

He couldn't bear the pain of his baby, he really wanted to share it with her,

Jun Zhiyuan stretched out his arm in front of Yan Mixin's mouth: "Honey, if it hurts you, bite my hand."

"As much as it hurts you, give it to me ten times as much",

At this time, Yan Mixin no longer had the energy to listen carefully to what Jun Zhiyuan said. The pain almost made her faint, but she was suddenly awakened by the pain.

,

Wandering on the edge of hell and heaven, miserable,

"Ah!" There was another weak cry, and Yan Mixin bit Jun Zhiyuan's hand instinctively.

Suddenly, blood stains could even be seen on Jun Zhiyuan's hand, but he felt no pain at all. There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, baby, let it out."

Come out, vent the pain, don’t hold it back”,

The other hand held the slender hand tightly: "Baby, no matter what, we will face it together, baby, come on",

It seemed like a century had passed, and finally the faint cry of a child appeared in the operating room.

"Congratulations to President Jun, you are a rich man",

Jun Zhiyuan nodded, without even looking at the child. He kept staring at Yan Mixin, fearing that something would happen to her.

When Yan Mixin heard the child's small cry, she fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter completed!