So it really was premature labor?
As the couple felt slightly relieved, they could not help thinking back to the earlier examination results.
Hadn't that specialist said with absolute certainty that the fetus was stable and nothing could go wrong?
Why had her younger brother's warning, the words of a mere fortune-telling fraud... actually been more accurate than the doctor's diagnosis?
Had it really been divined, or was it simply a coincidence??
But did premature labor really hurt this much!?
And... I can't breathe! My heart feels like it's going to leap out of my chest!
It hurts so much! I feel like I'm dying!
Chang Yuanyuan had never experienced anything like this either, and she did not know whether this was normal.
But whatever the case, the reassurances from the doctor in the ambulance had made the two of them less panicked.
It was only premature labor, a normal occurrence.
Both mother and baby dying was still impossible.
After all, medical technology was so advanced these days.
Soon, the ambulance reached the hospital, where an obstetrician was already waiting.
As the doctor wheeled her toward the delivery room, he asked questions in rapid succession.
"Mr. Qin, correct? Does your wife have any medical conditions?"
"Medical conditions? Congenital heart disease. Apparently, it's not very serious."
"What? She has heart disease? Why wasn't that in the report?"
"???"
The male obstetrician swore angrily, "Fuck," then snapped, "That's life-threatening! Whether it's serious or not, she definitely needed tests first! Didn't the doctor tell you to get them done?"
"No!"
"Fuck... that idiot must have picked up someone else's report! Has your wife been doing a lot of housework lately?"
"Of course not! How could I let her do housework?"
"Then that doesn't make sense! She must have done something exhausting!"
"Does shopping