Ruan Xiangqian was the first to rush in upon hearing Jiang Yingxue's cries of pain.
Shen Siyuan, Ruan Hongzhuang, and Taozi followed closely behind, entering one after another.
Inside the room, Jiang Yingxue was lying on the bed, trying to cover her swollen belly with her hands but hesitating, not knowing where to place them. Her brows were tightly knitted, and beads of cold sweat covered her forehead, trickling down her cheeks and soaking the pillowcase.
Her face was pale as paper, her lips bitten white, her body trembling incessantly from the severe pain, making her breathing rapid and heavy.
"Honey, how are you?"
Ruan Xiangqian rushed to the bedside, tightly gripping Jiang Yingxue's hand, his voice full of anxiety.
"I... I think it's time..."
Jiang Yingxue said with difficulty, her voice intermittent and filled with unbearable pain. "He's moving fiercely inside... like he's trying to get out..."
"Take a deep breath, relax, don't be nervous."
