Giving birth is like taking a trip to the Gate of Hell, she heard her mother say that when she was born, her father was by her side supporting her, and she too, wanted her husband to stay with her.
With her husband by her side, she would also feel a bit stronger.
That’s what An Jingxin was thinking.
Xiao Changyi had no intention of leaving, and upon hearing An Jing’s wish for his company, he was even less inclined to go anywhere.
"Don’t worry, I won’t leave, I’ll stay with you, right by your side," he said.
Gripping An Jing’s hand tightly, Xiao Changyi tenderly comforted her. Then, he cast a cold glance at the midwives, "Hurry up and deliver the baby!"
Both midwives were startled and trembled with fear.
In the end, the slightly braver midwife broke the silence, "Xiao Bio Gong, this is inappropriate, you see—"
The way his wife was suffering in pain, if it weren’t for the fact that they still needed the midwives to deliver the baby, Xiao Changyi would have killed them both by now.
"Add another hundred taels for each person, deliver the baby now!" That was all Xiao Changyi could say at this moment.
Upon hearing about the additional silver, the midwives no longer cared about propriety and hurried to help with the delivery.
They were well-known midwives in Hecheng County, but even when delivering for the wealthiest families, they had never encountered such generosity. They had been here for days, though they hadn’t delivered the baby yet, they were still getting paid every day.
In fact, the money they had earned in this house was more than the total they had earned over many previous years.
The two women who boiled the water also came in to help.
Meng Zhuqing was in the kitchen boiling water.
Meng Lanqing and Doctor Jiang were standing by outside the door. Meng Lanqing was originally assigned to boil water, but since she disliked that task, she swapped with her good brother Meng Zhuqing, having him boil the water instead while she stood outside the room.
With the excruciating pain of childbirth, An Jing’s face twisted, and her hair became drenched with sweat.
And as Xiao Changyi listened to An Jing’s screams growing louder with pain, watching her struggle as if between life and death, his heart ached unbearably, his grip on her hand unconsciously tightened.
An Jing also clung to his hand, gripping it tightly. Even though it hurt, Xiao Changyi didn’t mind at all and let her grip as she needed.
"It’s out, one’s out! Ah, it’s a boy!" The midwife, who originally thought An Jing’s good complexion indicated a girl, was surprised to see the child was a boy.
An Jing and Xiao Changyi didn’t care whether the child was a boy or a girl, so as long as the baby was safely delivered, that was all that mattered.
When she heard the loud crying of her eldest son, An Jing finally showed a smile on her face, yet tears flickered in her eyes.
Her child, the child of her and her husband.
But soon, she was in pain again, crying out, "Ah—"
"Mrs. An, put in some more effort, just a bit more, I can already see the next child’s head!" the other midwife urged.
An Jing could only clench her teeth and push harder. These were the children she and her husband had long hoped for, even if it meant her death, she would give birth to these two children!
"Ah, another boy!" The midwife suddenly exclaimed with surprise.
And right after this exclamation of surprise, the midwife cried out again, "There’s another one! Another one! It’s triplets! Three of them! Quick, take this baby away, there’s still one more! Mrs. An, push hard! You have another one!"