Zhou Yunshen lost his grip for a moment, and his little wife charged into the delivery room like a whirlwind.
Zhao Qing looked utterly shocked. "Commander Zhou, is-is this really all right?"
"It should be fine."
Should?
Zhao Qing agonized over it. "Commander Zhou, you don't sound very confident. Does your wife have any experience delivering babies?"
"None."
"Then... has she studied medicine?"
"No."
Zhao Qing felt his whole world falling apart.
She had neither, and he was still this calm?
Zhou Shiye reassured Zhao Qing. "Uncle Zhao, Mother has plenty of tricks up her sleeve. You can rest easy."
"Really? Since even you say so, let's see how it goes."
Zhou Shiye was panicking inside, too.
Mother could transform Second Maternal Uncle down to his very bones. Delivering a baby should be a piece of cake, right?
It should... yes...
The moment Jiang Shuyue rushed into the room, the stench of blood made her head swim.
Jiang Shuyue: [Huahua, why didn't you remind me to wear a mask?]
Huahua: [There wasn't time! That damned old hag is about to strike. Hurry!]
The midwife was hunched beside the bed doing who knew what. Several maids were running themselves ragged, and no one noticed Jiang Shuyue.
Jiang Shuyue charged forward and slammed her backside into the midwife.
"Ah!"
The midwife screamed and crashed to the floor beside the bed, her backside landing squarely in a basin of bloodied water.
She didn't recognize Jiang Shuyue. At first glance, she thought some young unmarried girl had come to cause trouble.
The midwife immediately snarled, "Where did you come from, you little hussy? Is this any place for you? Get out!"
"Where did you come from, you old slab of cured meat? Your squawking is driving me mad. Shut that stinking mouth!"
"You!"
"You