Time flies, it's August in the South Sea.
Due to the size of her pregnancy belly, Li Qiao found it difficult to walk and spent most of her time lying in bed for fetal care.
As the due date approached, Shang Yu's state grew increasingly tense.
He stayed by Li Qiao's side every moment, casting aside all worldly matters and people.
On August 10th, Li Qiao was admitted to Yan Emperor Private Hospital.
The Li Family rushed over, and even Shang Zonghai flew back from Parma, waiting for the arrival of the other two little ones from Shang's family.
"Sweetheart, if it doesn't work out, should we opt for a C-section?"
On her first day of admission, Duan Shuyuan gently suggested while touching her big belly, feeling reluctant.
The twins might have been too well-nourished, and since Li Qiao's physique was naturally slender, her belly seemed especially large.
At this moment, Li Qiao lay on her side, took a deep breath, and gently refused, "Mom, we haven't reached the due date yet."
