The pregnant woman in the neighboring bed suddenly pouted in grievance...
Seeing that it was a woman accompanying another woman in childbirth, perhaps out of compassion, the pregnant woman’s husband did not voice any blame and continued to comfort his wife.
No one knew how much time had passed when the doctor came in again.
After examining Rebecca Quentin, the doctor cheerfully announced, "The dilation is complete. You can head to the delivery room!"
"Becca, once you’re in the delivery room it’ll be fast, hang in there!!!"
Rebecca Quentin gritted her teeth and nodded.
The nurse hurriedly pushed Rebecca Quentin toward the delivery room.
As Rebecca Quentin was being wheeled to the delivery room, the doctor stopped Christine Quinn, "I’m sorry, the delivery room is only permitted for the husband of the patient."
"I’m her sister. It’s her first time giving birth, and without me by her side, she will be scared..."
"I’m sorry, it’s hospital policy, please abide by it."
"No, I can’t abide by it, I want to go in..."
Rebecca Quentin slowly released her sweaty hand from tightly holding Christine Quinn’s and resolutely said, "Sis, I can do this..."
Christine Quinn was nervous, "Becca..."
"It’s okay." This time, it was Rebecca Quentin who comforted Christine Quinn.
The nurse had already pushed Rebecca Quentin into the delivery room, while Christine Quinn, after signing the papers, was stopped outside by the doctor.
From inside, there were no sounds, and nothing could be seen of the birthing process, leaving Christine Quinn pacing nervously outside the delivery room.
Minutes passed by, each second causing Christine Quinn to be on edge while standing outside the hospital room.
Earlier, the pregnant woman in the bed next to Rebecca Quentin had already given birth, and the nurse took the newborn to the incubator with the father...
There was still a bit of commotion where Rebecca Quentin was.
Christine Quinn for the first time felt what it meant to be in a state of bewilderment, her heart inexplicably anxious, she could only pray silently for Rebecca Quentin’s smooth and safe delivery...
At this moment, the door to the delivery room opened, and an anxious nurse walked out from inside.
Christine Quinn rushed over nervously, "Nurse, how is my sister? Has she given birth yet?"
"I’m sorry, miss, please sign this document." The nurse handed a file to Christine Quinn.
After scanning the text above, Christine Quinn retreated in shock, "What is this? A waiver? Why sign another one? Has something happened to my sister? Speak quickly!!" Christine Quinn excitedly clutched the nurse’s collar.
"Miss, please calm down... The patient inside is experiencing a difficult labor due to a narrow pelvis, and the doctor decided to perform a cesarean section, but the baby’s head is already halfway out, making a cesarean section impossible at this moment, and the doctor hopes the patient can exert more effort; however, the patient is physically weak, and her contractions are feeble. She’s in a semi-comatose state, and so the doctor needs the family to sign to acknowledge the accident responsibility..." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
Christine Quinn shouted, "What accident responsibility, my sister will be fine. There won’t be an accident... Let me in, let me in!!"
Unable to resist Christine Quinn’s insistence, and considering that Rebecca Quentin indeed needed a relative by her side for encouragement at this moment, the nurse reluctantly dressed Christine Quinn in a sterile gown and allowed her into the delivery room.
When Christine Quinn saw Rebecca Quentin in the delivery room, Rebecca Quentin appeared to be in a critical condition...
Seemingly unconscious, the doctor and nurse were striving to communicate with Rebecca Quentin.
Christine Quinn leaned over the bedside and called out, "Becca, Becca, you have to hang in there; the doctor said you just need a little more effort... You see, the baby’s head is visible now, you have to hang in there..."
Rebecca Quentin weakly called, "Sis..."
Christine Quinn hurriedly held Rebecca Quentin’s hand, "Don’t give up, you can get through this..."
"What should we do? The contractions are still not strong..." The doctor and nurse discussed beside her.
Rebecca Quentin kept her eyes closed, her whole body seemingly spent, she spoke as though on the brink of death, "Sis, will I die?"
Tears already streamed from Christine Quinn’s eyes; she shook her head forcefully, "Fool, you won’t be in danger, with science so advanced today, you’ll definitely come out of the delivery room safe and sound..."
Rebecca Quentin seemed unable to respond to Christine Quinn anymore, her grip on Christine Quinn’s hand gradually weakening.
Christine Quinn felt Rebecca Quentin’s hand slowly slipping down, she was frightened out of her wits and instinctively exclaimed, "No, Becca, don’t scare your sister ... I’ll call Howard Geoffrey right now, he has a plane, he can be here in an hour or two... Hold on, he will be here with you, Becca..." Saying this, Christine Quinn took out her phone.
Just as Christine Quinn was about to press the button to call "Howard Geoffrey," Rebecca Quentin suddenly grasped Christine Quinn’s hand with force, weakly whispering, "No... don’t... call him... Sis... I beg you... don’t call him..."
"If you don’t hold on, I’ll call him right now!!" Christine Quinn threatened.
"I will hold on, I will..." Rebecca Quentin mumbled.
At that moment, several unfamiliar doctors rushed into the room with nurses.
Seeing the doctors, the doctor assisting Rebecca Quentin in delivery was momentarily stunned.
Soon, the scene was taken over by the newly arrived doctors...
Finally, an hour later, Rebecca Quentin successfully delivered a seven-pound baby boy, both mother and child safe.
"Mommy, I want to hold the little baby too..."
The next day, while Rebecca Quentin weakly lay on the bed recovering and regaining her strength, Marilyn Quinn, like a little adult, demanded to hold the newly born little one.
"No way! You’re clumsy, wait until you’re a bit older!" Christine Quinn refused her daughter while reaching out to tease the newborn’s soft little face, "Baby, you’re so cute." Saying this, she couldn’t resist giving the child another kiss.
Marilyn Quinn swayed and pouted, "But when the little baby gets bigger, it won’t need to be held anymore!"
Rebecca Quentin couldn’t help but laugh while lying on the bed, her complexion slightly pale, "Marie, when the baby is brought home, aunt will let you hold him!"
Marilyn Quinn’s face lit up with excitement, jumping to the bedside and wrapping her arms around Rebecca Quentin’s neck, blinking her eyes and asking, "Really?"
Rebecca Quentin nodded.
Marilyn Quinn joyfully hopped up, planted a strong kiss on Rebecca Quentin’s cheek, "Aunt, I love you the most!"
Holding the little baby, Christine Quinn couldn’t help but scold, "Becca, don’t spoil her like that, her hands are too heavy, she shouldn’t hold the baby!"