In the room, Bibi Dong was lying on the bed, sweating profusely.
The pain came one after another, like countless knives stirring in her stomach.
"Mom... I feel pain..."
Liu Xiulan held her hand, feeling so distressed that she burst into tears.
"Dong'er Bear it for a while longer, bear it for a little longer... three fingers."
"Only three fingers open..."
The midwife was busy at the side, checking the situation from time to time.
"Madam, please save your energy and don't shout too loud. It will hurt later."
Bibi Dong gritted his teeth and tried hard not to scream.
But it really hurt so much, it made her tremble all over, it hurt so much that stars appeared in her eyes, and it hurt so much that she wanted to curse.
"Qian Xunji..."
"Qian Xunji That bastard!" Bibi Dong cursed through gritted teeth, "Where did he die!"
Liu Xiulan was dumbfounded. The midwife next to her quickly released Soul Skill, and a soft green light enveloped Bibi Dong.
Pain numbness.
Bibi Dong's pain has weakened a bit, but the feeling of being torn apart is still very clear.
She lay on the bed, gasping for air.
Time passed by minute by minute.
One hour.
Two hours.
Open from the third finger to the fifth finger, from the fifth finger to the seventh finger, and from the seventh finger to the eighth finger.
Bibi Dong has no strength at all.
She was lying on the bed, her body soaked in sweat, her hair messy and sticking to her face, and her whole body looked like she had just been fished out of the water.
"Mom... I feel... I don't belong to you anymore..."
"Dong'er, hold on a little longer, it's almost, it's almost..."
The midwife said at the side, "It's almost eight fingers. If you open two more fingers, the baby will be born."
Bibi Dong closed his eyes, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
Looking for illness...
where are you...
Qian Xunji When I came out of Temple of God, I was extremely exhausted.
Seven rounds of Light Body Tempering almost killed him.
But he didn't bother to rest and rushed back to Spirit City.
He wanted to see Bibi Dong as soon as possible.
He wanted to tell her that he succeeded.
But when he approached the bedroom, his steps stopped.
The door was full of people.
Qian Daoliu, Yue Guan, Gui Mei, Jiang Mo, Qian Jun, and five other worshippers - all standing in the yard.
Everyone had a nervous look on their face.
Qian Xunji's heart suddenly sank.
He strode over, not caring about etiquette or image, and almost rushed to the door.
"What's wrong?! What happened?"
Qian Daoliu saw his son and said in a deep voice, "Xunji, where have you been?"
"Something happened." Qian Xunji didn't bother to explain, "How is it now?"
Bibi Xi said worriedly, "Sister... Sister gave birth inside."
Qian Xunji's head buzzed.
He turned around and rushed upstairs.
As soon as she reached the door, she was stopped by a midwife bringing hot water.
"Hey, hey, men can't go in!"
At this moment, Bibi Dong's weak voice came from the room.
"Yes... it's my husband... let him come in..."
The midwife was stunned for a moment and quickly got out of the way.
Qian Xunji pushed the door open and entered.
In the room, a strong smell of blood came to my face.
He saw Bibi Dong lying on the bed, sweating profusely, face pale, and so weak that he seemed about to faint at any time.
His heart seemed to be grasped severely.
Immediately, he quickly walked to the bed, sat down, and held her hand.
Her hands were cold and still shaking slightly.
Bibi Dong opened his eyes and saw him, his eyes instantly turned red.
"I'm afraid... I'm so scared..."
Qian Xunji put her hand on her face and rubbed it, "I'm here, I'm here, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Bibi Dong said aggrievedly, "Just come... Just come..."
"If you don't come back... I won't give birth..."
"Thank you for your hard work, I will listen to you in everything from now on."
The midwife looked on and couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, okay, the young couple will get tired of it later, and the wife still has to give birth."
Qian Xunji nodded and held Bibi Dong's hand tightly, "I'm here to accompany you."
"Okay!"
Bibi Dong feels full of security, and his strength seems to have returned a bit.
Outside the window, it's almost dawn.
"Wow--!"
A clear cry broke the silence of dawn.
The midwife patted the baby's little feet gently, and the little life finally burst into tears, and the sound was so loud that it didn't sound like a newborn child.
The midwife beamed with joy and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, and congratulations, Madam, you are a daughter of a daughter!"
Bibi Dong was lying on the bed, as if she had been fished out of water. She was soaked to the skin and her face was pale, but she still tried to raise her head and look at the little figure.
"Let me see..."
The midwife quickly wiped the amniotic fluid off the baby and wrapped her in a soft cotton cloth.
Liu Xiulan leaned over and took a look, and the fatigue on his face was instantly replaced by a smile.
"Such a little look!"
She smiled and walked to the bedside with the baby in her arms, "Come, come, come, look at my granddaughter!"
Qian Xunji took the little swaddle, his movements were unfamiliar, as if he was holding some fragile treasure.
He looked down and saw that the little baby was wrinkled and red, its eyes had not yet opened, its mouth was slightly open, and it was making a thin humming sound.
But that fetal hair is golden.
Thin, soft, faint golden color, glowing softly under the candlelight.
Qian Xunji's heart softened, and he gently placed the baby next to Bibi Dong's pillow.
Bibi Dong turned his head and looked at that little life.
She reached out and gently touched the baby's little hand with her fingertips.
The little hand was only as big as her thumb, soft and warm.
Suddenly, the little fingers moved and grasped her index finger, holding it tightly.
Bibi Dong burst into tears instantly, and choked with sobs and said, "Why, why is it a bit ugly??"
Qian Xunji couldn't help but explain, "It's been like this since birth, but it will look better as it grows."
Bibi Dong looked at him, then at the little baby, and his heart was so full that it was almost overflowing.
"She's so little..."
"Hmm."
"She's so soft..."
"Hmm."
"She... she is my daughter..."
"No, it's our daughter."
The baby lay between the two of them, moved its little mouth and yawned.
The room was very cozy, but outside the room, it was already fried.
At the moment when the baby cries--
It's dawn.
But this is no ordinary sunrise.
The eastern sky suddenly bloomed with thousands of golden lights.
The light was more dazzling and intense than the sun, covering the entire Spirit City in a golden glow.
In the golden light, there is a faint shadow of Angel.
The six wings stretched out, holiness and majesty, hovering three times in the sky, and then slowly dissipated.
Qian Daoliu stood in the yard, looking up at the sky, his whole body trembling.
"A natural vision... it is truly a natural vision!"
He turned around and looked at the lighted window on the second floor.
"God bless me Angel Clan!"
"Great! Great!"