Before long, Jiang Wanru came out holding the baby, happily saying, "The child looks so good, and weighs a full seven pounds."
"Mom, where's Nianhua, how is she?" Pei Yicheng glanced at the baby, but anxiously stared at the closed door.
Jiang Wanru smiled and replied, "She's fine. The doctor said the delivery went very smoothly, she'll be out soon."
She and Ji Ying stayed with Nianhua the whole time, and Nianhua kept enduring quietly, not making a sound. Jiang Wanru felt so proud yet so heartbroken. She looked at Pei Yicheng and said, "Nianhua went through a lot this time. Even though she didn't shout or cry, she bit through her lower lip. She just held back and didn't scream. The doctors all praised her for being so tough."
"Mom, I know. When can I go see Nianhua?" Pei Yicheng felt terribly pained imagining the scene Jiang Wanru described.
Ever since the day he met her, she was never the kind of girl who complained about pain.
