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Chapter 530 Our Zhaozhao is a father now!
This was Yu Tingwan's first time producing a product, and she had no experience.

Ning Suchan was worried and went into the delivery room to stay with her. She arranged everything perfectly, big and small.

After being fed ginseng tea by Wei Zhao and forced to eat two eggs, Yu Tingwan was in excruciating pain.

But the midwife said, "The cervix hasn't dilated yet, madam, please be patient a little longer."

Yu Tingwan endured the pain for half an hour, her whole body covered in cold sweat. After drinking the prepared medicine, she felt much better.

She held onto Wei Zhao's hand tightly, she was really persistent.

"Think quickly."

Wei Zhao wiped her sweat, his hands were actually trembling a little, his mind was on Yu Tingwan.

There was no time to think about names.

But he responded very quickly.

"it is good."

Hearing a noise outside, Yu Tingwan tried to distract herself: "Who's coming outside?"

Wei Zhaoren didn't go out, but his hearing was excellent: "The Marquis of Ningguo's residence. Perhaps my aunt and the others heard the commotion and rushed over."

After a while.

Wei Zhao: "He Xuran probably just happened to run into us and came along too."

Yu Tingwan said, "He is really busy."

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The Grand Tutor's residence and the Duke of Shun's residence were far apart.

For some reason, Jia Shan was absent-minded, her eyelids twitching. Just as she accidentally dropped a teacup, Gu Fu Ju strode in.

"lady."

"Yaoyao is about to give birth, come with me quickly."

Jia Shan didn't even care about the tea stains on his clothes and rushed out.

When they arrived, they didn't even have time to greet the people waiting in the courtyard before they rushed to ask questions.

"How long have you been in there?"

Shen Jin: "It's been almost an hour."

Gu Fuju stared intently at the closed delivery room door with a somber expression.

He wasn't there when Jiashan gave birth, and even now, the thought still haunts him.

He was there this time. But childbirth is like walking through the gates of hell for a woman, and he was always uneasy about it.

A gasp of pain came from inside the room, as if blood and foam were being choked out of the throat.

The door opened, and Tan Jiang hurriedly came out, carrying a basin of bloody water in her hands. She then took the hot water that had been prepared outside and went back inside.

Jia Shan froze abruptly, his mind in turmoil as he looked at Elder Ge and asked urgently.

May I go in?

Gu Wu wrung out her handkerchief as she watched as Elder Ge instructed Jia Shan to change and cleanse himself.

She quickly replied, "Me too..."

Jiashan: "You are not yet married, nor have you had children, so this is not permissible."

She went to the side room to change and cleanse herself, putting on the same white linen garment as Tan Jiang, which had been fumigated with Atractylodes lancea for three days. She then wiped her body with water boiled with mugwort, eupatorium, and calamus. She paid special attention to washing her hands up to her elbows.

Upon entering the delivery room, the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Jiashan then rubbed his hands with a mixture of liquor and garlic juice before going to the inner room.

The girl on the couch had her sweat-dampened black hair clinging limply to her deathly pale face. Jia Shan's heart clenched. She watched from afar, not daring to approach.

They were afraid that too many people would crowd around the bed and disturb the midwife.

Every time she heard Yu Tingwan cry out in pain, her brows twitched violently.

Yu Tingwan only heard the midwife telling her to push harder, that the head was about to come out.

One wave of pain had barely subsided when another surged up. It was fiercer and more ruthless than before, giving her no chance to breathe, as if someone were using an iron hook to twist her from her lower abdomen all the way down her spine.

She was in so much pain.

I instinctively wanted to bite my lip.

But she couldn't bear to bite herself.

She grabbed Wei Zhao's hand, pulled it over, and bit it.

She didn't really want to use force, but she couldn't help it, and soon she tasted blood at the corner of her mouth.

Yu Tingwan was about to vomit.

"Pooh!"

Wei Zhao, however, forcefully pushed him forward, firmly supporting the back of his neck, his lips even whiter than Yu Tingwan's.

Wei Zhao's back was soaked in cold sweat: "Keep biting if it hurts."

"I'll feel the pain with you." Wei Zhao was originally bent over, one hand being bitten by him, the other hand gripping the edge of the bed so tightly that his fingertips turned white.

After an unknown amount of time, the baby's cries suddenly rang out.

He lost all his strength and his knee slammed heavily onto the footrest.

His lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.

Yu Tingwan felt a drop of water spreading on her fingertip, looked at Wei Zhao's reddened eyes, and smiled weakly at him.

"Our Zhaozhao is a father now."

The midwife deftly cut the umbilical cord and wrapped the crying baby in a soft silk swaddle blanket.

"It's a young lady, her features are truly beautiful."

"Is the calming soup with longan pulp and angelica root ready?"

"All right."

"Then quickly bring it over and let Madam drink it."

The delivery room was connected to the adjacent two-person bedroom.

The smell of blood here is too strong; it's not suitable for resting or for postpartum recovery.

The dormitory was also arranged properly, with new mattresses and heated mugwort ash placed on the bottom.

Wei Zhao carefully carried Yu Tingwan back to the next room and settled her in.

Yu Tingwan lay on the soft bed. After taking the medicine, she couldn't even open her eyes. She was too drowsy to care about anything else.

Yu Tingwan was physically exhausted, but with her eyes closed, she was mentally energized.

She bravely wanted to wait for Ning Suchan to bring Guai Guai over so she could see her. Then she would question Wei Zhao, her father, about whether a name had been chosen yet!
She heard hushed voices.

"She didn't suffer much during this pregnancy."

It is Ning Suchan.

"She was born in less than two hours. Even the midwife said it was exceptionally quick. There was no tearing at the bottom, and the baby was in the right position."

Ning Suchan: "When I gave birth, it was at night. The baby wasn't in a stable position, and I stayed up all night. He didn't come out until dawn."

Jiashan came over and gently wiped Yu Tingwan's hands.

"My delivery of Yao Yao was also smooth."

"Premature babies are smaller than full-term babies. The old woman next to me said that this baby has a small face, a small body, and is small in every way. Even when he cries, he sounds like a kitten."

Why did the old woman say it?

Because she had never seen it.

"I'm sorry to her. I've made her suffer too much."

"Unlike her, who was so sensible at such a young age and knew that danger was coming, she couldn't bear to see me suffer too much, so she was born."

She didn't mention a single word about the hardships she faced back then.

As for the pain of childbirth, it was diluted by the subsequent separation of mother and daughter, and Jiashan had long forgotten about it.

She didn't notice the slight tremor of Yu Tingwan's eyelashes.

Perhaps it's because I've become a mother and know how difficult pregnancy and childbirth are, that my heart is always a little softer than before.

Perhaps, the hurdle in Yu Tingwan's heart had long since been melted away unknowingly by the care of the Gu family couple.

Yu Tingwan couldn't help but think about it.

Back then, countless refugees from outside were frantically banging on the door. Jiashan risked his life to give birth to her in a dilapidated temple, almost suffering a stroke and dying.

She finally gave birth.

The person fainted, and then Gu Fuju arrived.

But when she woke up, she learned that her daughter was missing, and she was in a daze.

I don't know how I got through those days and nights.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Then Jia Shan took Wei Zhao's place and pushed Wei Zhao aside.

He wiped her fingertips with extremely light pressure, as if brushing the tenderest crabapple blossoms on a branch, as if afraid of disturbing some fragile treasure, even carefully avoiding the bluish veins on her wrist.

The lights were on inside, casting a warm glow on her eyebrows and the corners of her eyes.

Yu Tingwan looked at it for a long time with a sense of relief.

The fingertip twitched slightly.

Upon seeing this, Jiashan quickly looked at her, thinking that he had woken her up, and worried that she might be feeling unwell.

Then the girl's lips moved.

Jiashan heard her voice, which was soft, weak, and particularly hoarse.

"Auntie."