Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 824: Chapter 128: The Lively Delivery Room

Amidst all the chaos, finally some good news arrived albeit slowly.

Zhuo Feng is going to give birth.

Time flies, nine and a half months have already passed.

As soon as Xiao Xian received the news that Zhuo Feng’s belly was hurting and she might give birth soon, she rushed to Si Yiyi Hospital.

"It’s killing me, damn Feng Xing, I don’t want to give birth anymore," Zhuo Feng’s face was drenched in sweat, she truly was the most miserable pregnant woman.

Since noon yesterday, her belly had been aching intermittently, but the amniotic fluid didn’t break. It wasn’t until twelve hours later that the fluid broke, but the cervix was barely dilated.

"Aunt, don’t worry, the doctor said it’ll be just another hour," Xiao Xian and Feng Xing were stationed on either side of the bed, each holding one of her hands.

"Another hour? You’ve been telling me that since yesterday. I don’t want a natural birth, I want a C-section. Xiao Xian, call Dr. Zhou over, he studied abroad, his skills must be better than other doctors," Zhuo Feng was starting to ramble.

Xiao Xian’s lips quivered slightly, Feng Xing chimed in, "Dr. Zhou isn’t a gynecologist."

"Shut up, it’s all your fault, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be in such pain," Zhuo Feng’s face turned stern as she scolded Feng Xing.

After a series of screams, Zhuo Feng was finally sent into the surgery room to await childbirth, Feng Xing was allowed to go in to accompany her.

Xiao Xian sat in the waiting area, her mind a mess, Zhou Ziang came over and handed her a cup of coffee.

"Thanks," Xiao Xian hadn’t seen Zhou Ziang for a while.

"Don’t worry too much, your aunt is in good condition," Xiao Xian noticed that Zhou Ziang wasn’t wearing a white coat today, but casual clothes, "next time we meet, it’ll be in the United States."

The two fell silent for a moment, Zhou Ziang mentioned his return to Meng Mountain, and he already knew about Xiao Xian attending an international exchange.

"Yeah, next time we meet, we’ll be... opponents," Zhou Ziang, as the team leader of the U.S. exchange students, was something Wang Shuai had already told them.

When Zhang Yiyi found out, she spat contemptuously, "I told you, these overseas returnees, no matter how much the country invests in them, they still just work for others."

A hand was grabbed, cupped within, the coffee cup fell to the ground.

Xiao Xian’s neck and face turned red instantly, Zhou Ziang’s breath, warm, sprayed onto her cheeks, his gaze sincere and clear.

Everything was unspokenly understood amidst the silence.

"Be careful, I’ll wait for you in the United States. Once you’re there, I’ll take you to visit the true origin of street basketball," Zhou Ziang whispered, ignoring the sidelong glances of those around them.

Street basketball, Xiao Xian’s heart fluttered, their first meeting and connection were at the street basketball match held by the "Knei Cup," she still remembered him wearing AND basketball attire, standing amongst the crowd, conspicuous yet low-key.

The door to the operating room opened, but no surgical cart was seen, Feng Xing was helped out.

"Uncle?" Xiao Xian pulled out her hand, awkwardly stood up, luckily Feng Xing’s eyes were blank, legs weak, people and voices, he couldn’t see or hear any of it.

"Being a woman is too tough," Feng Xing said humorously, rendering Xiao Xian and Zhou Ziang speechless.

In the delivery room, after enduring almost a day of pain, Zhuo Feng fought hard for another six hours, finally mother and daughter were safe, leaving a loud crying little baby girl.

Weak-legged father Feng Xing, after getting a daughter, was in a daze of happiness all day.

"So thrilled, wait till your mom comes from Shandong, she’ll nag about it not being a grandson," Zhuo Feng was quite happy to have a daughter, but thinking about the family’s older generation’s traditional beliefs, she couldn’t help but feel a headache coming.

"Daughters are great, look at this nose and eyes, don’t they look just like my wife." Feng Xing laughed, endlessly showing his daughter around the delivery room, asking everyone he met.

"Aunt, don’t worry about it, Uncle is very happy," Xiao Xian felt a bit guilty, as she wouldn’t be able to stay with her aunt and her newborn little niece during postpartum.

Afterwards, several groups of people came by, Mao Dazhu’s family joined in the excitement, Old Lady Feng rushed from Shandong, accompanied by Feng Xing’s stepfather and others, the ward was almost bursting at the seams.

Mao Dazhu also brought good news, last year, the income from the Agricultural Specialty Store after deducting profits was over six hundred thousand.