At first, Ling Chuxia could still easily chat and joke with Shi Che, but gradually, as the pain intensified, her emotions beca tense, and her consciousness started to blur.
Shi Che stayed by her side the whole ti, every frown, every painful cry she made felt like a heavy hamr pounding on him, crushing his heart into pieces.
He couldn’t take the pain for her; all he could do was constantly help her divert her attention.
"Chuxia, our child is about to be born. Have you thought of what to na him?"
They had discussed the child’s na before, but Mrs. Shi had already chosen a na early on. As the heir of the Shi Family, the na couldn’t be casual. Ling Chuxia was a bit disappointed, but she didn’t argue with Mrs. Shi, understanding the bigger picture.
So when Shi Che asked this now, she couldn’t help but open her eyes and weakly said, "Hasn’t mom already chosen a na?"
Shi Che sat by the bed, gently stroking her face, brushing aside a strand of hair stuck to her forehead, smiled, and said, "Mom picked out the formal na. You can choose a nickna."
A nickna?
Ling Chuxia was now in unbearable pain, with no mind to think of any nickna. After thinking it over, only two nas popped into her head, and she blurted them out, "Little Shizi or Little Chezi."
"..."
Even while placating Ling Chuxia, Shi Che’s handso face slightly darkened, "Ling Chuxia, are you still fixated on treating like an eunuch?"
Perhaps it was Shi Che’s expression or his tone that made Ling Chuxia burst into laughter, yet she blinked her innocent big eyes, "What’s wrong? I just think these nas sound nice. You’re the one who insists on associating them with eunuchs."
"..."
Shi Che was at a loss for words, but seeing her smiling eyes and brows, he couldn’t help but smile too.
Alright, as long as she could forget her pain, even if it was an eunuch... he’d accept it.
So people dilate quickly and can give birth in a few hours, but for others, it takes very long, sotis more than ten hours without full dilation.
Ling Chuxia was precisely the latter. After a night of pain, as dawn slightly broke, she was almost exhausted from the pain.
Shi Che had been holding her hand, continuously talking, constantly helping her divert attention, until his voice turned hoarse.
Mrs. Shi and Sister Hua arrived at the hospital in the morning. Seeing the two of them, Mrs. Shi couldn’t help but feel heartache and imdiately signaled Sister Hua.
Sister Hua nodded, brought forward the breakfast and soup she prepared, and said softly, "Young Master, Young Madam, you should have sothing to eat first, especially Young Madam. You need to keep up your strength, or it will be really difficult during labor."
Ling Chuxia didn’t have much appetite initially, but after listening to Sister Hua, she had to nod and agree, "Okay."
She had suffered for so long; she couldn’t falter at the point of giving birth. She had to muster enough strength to deliver the baby.
Sister Hua smiled happily, poured the soup from the thermos, ready to feed Ling Chuxia, but Shi Che took it over, "Let ."
He carefully helped Ling Chuxia sit up, leaned her against him, then brought the soup to her lips, feeding it to her bit by bit.
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