Chapter 772: Ye Xiaomeng Giving Birth (2)

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

A few days later, as Shu Pan was about to sit down for lunch, her phone rang, signaling a new message on WeChat from Ye Xiaomeng.

Opening the message, she read that Xiaomeng was experiencing contractions and was on her way to the hospital. Being a first-time mother, the pain was undoubtedly intense.

Along the way, Xiaomeng cried out in pain, sometimes declaring she didn’t want to go through with it and at other times cursing He Ming, accusing him of being useless and making her suffer alone for so long.

Despite her loud complaints, which momentarily distracted her from the pain, Xiaomeng was soon admitted to the delivery room.

Seeing her in agony for so long without any signs of progress, He Ming grew anxious and suggested a cesarean section to ease her discomfort. However, Xiaomeng insisted on natural childbirth, knowing it was better for the baby, and she was determined to endure it.

As the labor pains surged through Xiaomeng’s body, she couldn’t help but feel that He Ming was useless. Yet, she remained strong, her face pale with pain, but still resolved to deliver naturally.

When Shu Pan arrived at the hospital, Xiaomeng was writhing in bed, her forehead covered in cold sweat, causing everyone’s hearts to ache.

Though Shu Pan appeared calm on the surface, she felt deeply for her best friend. Having experienced the pain of childbirth herself, she knew all too well the suffering involved.

All they could do was stay by Xiaomeng’s side throughout the labor.

After a day of intense pain, Xiaomeng finally gave birth to a healthy baby girl in the delivery room. When the doctor brought the baby out, she tightly clenched her tiny fists, her face red from crying. He Ming took a glance before hurrying back into the delivery room.

Xiaomeng was nearly fainting from exhaustion, having exerted all her strength. He Ming looked at her tenderly, deciding that she would never have to go through childbirth again.

Xiaomeng looked at him, a contented smile forming on her lips. With the little strength she had left, she asked, “Is the baby okay? Who does she look like?”

He Ming bent down, planting a kiss on her forehead. “The baby is healthy, just like you. She’s adorable. Now, rest.”

In fact, He Ming didn’t have time to properly assess the baby’s appearance. His heart was solely focused on Xiaomeng.

Just then, with a fleeting glance, he saw the baby, tiny and red, resembling a monkey. For now, he couldn’t quite discern much about her appearance.

Ye Xiaomeng nodded, and He Ming accompanied the nurse as they wheeled her out. Everyone waited outside the delivery room. After Xiaomeng was settled into the recovery room, the men hesitated to enter, except for He Ming.

Mother He held her granddaughter, her face glowing with tender joy, unable to contain her happiness. She showed the baby to everyone, remarking how much she resembled He Ming as a child, with a straight nose and round eyes. The resemblance between father and daughter delighted Mother He more and more with each passing moment.

Everyone seemed to be swept up in this joy, believing that they would all revolve around the baby in the days to come.

Xiaomeng stayed in the hospital for three days before returning home. Nurses came every other day to care for her and the baby.