Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Grandpa." Yao Rong looked at him and tried to get up, but fell on the bed in pain, grabbing the sheets and shouting, "Ah, ah."

Breaks of pain continued to come from the abdomen, and the body seemed to be torn apart, and every blood vessel was roaring.

"Wen Shui." Seeing this, Zhuo Lao turned his head and walked out.

Wen Shui came in from outside, his face was not good, but his expression was solemn. He came in with a bowl of soup, but Zhuo Lao rushed out anxiously and knocked over half of the bowl.

"Hiss." Zhuo Lao was burned by the soup. He turned around and grabbed Wen Shui's arm, pushed him inside, and said, "Hurry up and see what's going on?"

Zhuo Xi ran in with something, threw it aside, rushed forward and hugged Yao Rong, and was very scared. Hearing Yao Rong's screams, he asked, "Wen Shui, what should we do now?"

"Since the child is not out now, should I catch him?" Zhuo Xi was very anxious. He had no experience in giving birth.

Feeling that the child had not come out and Yao Rong had no strength, Zhuo Qi rolled up his sleeves and prepared to reach out to grab it.

If the child could be grabbed and dragged out, Yao Rong would not have to suffer anymore.

"......." Gu Chuyan was so scared that she almost fainted after hearing Zhuo Qi's words. This was the most terrible thing she had ever heard. There was no such "simple and stupid" man in the world.

Yao Rong was lying on the bed, and Zhuo Qi said to her: "Rongrong, my hand speed is fast, you wait for me for 2 seconds."

Zhuo Qi said and stretched out his hand, but was dragged by Zhuo Lao, who slapped him and yelled: "Stinky boy, do you think it's constipation? You can dig it out if you want to?"

"......." Gu Chuyan listened, took a deep breath, and said to them: "Quiet, she is already very uncomfortable, don't quarrel anymore, listen to Wenshui."

"Okay." Zhuo Qi and Zhuo Lao said in unison.

Wenshui held the medicine soup and handed it to Gu Chuyan, saying, "Sister-in-law, let her drink this bowl of soup."

"Okay." Gu Chuyan responded, helped Yao Rong up, looked at her painful appearance, and said softly, "Rongrong, come and drink the medicine, it won't hurt after drinking it."

Yao Rong opened her mouth and forced the medicine into her mouth. She coughed a few times because of the bitterness. She reached out and grabbed Wenshui's arm and said, "Wenshui, you must keep him for me, please keep him."

She didn't care what Zhuo Lao said or what Zhuo Qi thought, but this child had been in her belly for so long, it was her life.

"I will, I will." Gu Chuyan said with a choked voice, hugged Yao Rong tightly, watched her kick the bed in pain, grabbed the sheets with her hands, and bit them hard.

"Ah." Yao Rong raised her head and screamed a few times. Zhuo Qi ran forward at a loss, looking at Wenshui and said, "What should I do now? What should I do?"

"Don't touch her." Wenshui said, standing by the bed and watching Yao Rong's painful appearance, but did nothing.

Zhuo Qi couldn't stand or sit still, and didn't dare to move Yao Rong. Like a child at a loss, he paced back and forth, saying, "What should I do, what should I do?"

"Ah." Yao Rong gritted her teeth and screamed. Zhuo Qi's body was inexplicably stiff, and he looked at her in disbelief... He stood there and looked at Yao Rong, but silently lowered his head. He was poisoned and framed, and his body had many problems, such as men's diseases. He had all of them.

But Yao Rong just screamed "Ah, ah."

"How could this happen?" Zhuo Qi turned around and walked to the bedside, watching the sheets stained red with blood, and a basin of blood was moved out.

Zhuo Qi was terrified. Listening to her screams, he grabbed her wrist and said, "Rongrong, hold on, you must hold on, I will accompany you."