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Chapter 234 Tian Xin!

Tian Xiaole has been frequently distracted lately, experiencing bouts of palpitations, and his uneasy expression has even caught Tang Yan's attention.

"Brother Le, are you too tired from taking care of me? You should take a rest."

Tang Yan leaned against the delivery bed, holding his hand, and said with great heartache, blaming herself for causing trouble so much lately.

"I'm fine. It's a bit stuffy in the room, so I'm going out for some fresh air."

Tian Xiaole pinched her cheek and walked to the balcony outside.

Looking at the towering skyscrapers of Los Angeles, the sense of powerlessness and oppression put him under immense pressure. He knew that something was about to happen, but there was nothing he could do.

I suddenly had a strong urge to smoke, but when I checked my pockets, I remembered that I had quit smoking recently.

Tian Xiaole exhaled a breath of stale air, adjusted her mindset, and prepared to return to the room to stay with her.

According to her due date, Tang Yan's due date is in the next few days.

"Brother Le, my stomach hurts."

Hearing the shouts, Tian Xiaole quickly came to the bedside. Tang Yan's forehead was already covered in sweat.

Her delicate features were twisted together.

"Don't be afraid, I'll call the doctor right away."

Tian Xiaole touched her face to calm her down, while pressing the call bell by the bed.

You can already see that the amniotic fluid has broken.

Soon, a group of doctors on standby rushed in, and Tian Xiaole quickly gave up her seat.
She let the nurses push her to the delivery room next door.

This is an integrated delivery room where labor, delivery, and postpartum recovery can all be completed.

A nurse came over to disinfect Tian Xiaole's entire body and change her into specially sterilized clothes, hat, and shoes before she was taken to the delivery room.

Tang Yan was visibly tense on the delivery bed, her bangs gradually becoming damp with sweat and sticking to the sides of her rosy cheeks.

Before giving birth, pregnant women experience a period of intense contractions, which feel like being stabbed in the flesh. These contractions come in waves, and during the intervals between them, the pain becomes dull and aching.

Despite the advancements in modern medicine, childbirth for pregnant women remains as dangerous as a brush with death.

Tian Xiaole held Tang Yan's hand tightly, constantly providing her with psychological support and increasing her sense of security.

During this period, on the advice of his doctor, he had practiced in advance how to deal with anxious mothers during childbirth.

He could feel Tang Yan trembling incessantly, her lips tightly pressed together.

Seeing Tian Xiaole's eyes peeking out, he forced a smile.

"Brother Le...it hurts so much...ah..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a sudden contraction made her grip the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white from the effort.

"Brother Le, get out of here. I don't want you to see me like this."

Tang Yan gritted her teeth and spat out each word one by one.

"We agreed before, so let me stay with you."

The only thing Tian Xiaole can do now is to give her more strength.

Seeing Tang Yan suffering from contractions, her throat tightly gripped by a large hand, unable to breathe, he began to blame himself for his selfishness.

The once innocent and lively girl lay on the delivery bed, screaming at the top of her lungs.

The sound was like a hammer, striking Tian Xiaole's chest again and again.

"I don't want... I don't want you to see my ugly appearance."

Tang Yan shook her head, gripping the bed sheet tightly with both hands as if she were using all her strength.

Some men who accompany their partners during childbirth may develop fear after witnessing the mother's tearing, pain, or heavy bleeding, which can negatively impact the relationship between the couple.

Tang Yan was afraid that if Tian Xiaole saw her giving birth, with blood splattering everywhere, he would lose interest in her...

They are not husband and wife, nor are they even officially girlfriends, so they are afraid that Tian Xiaole will develop psychological problems with her.

Tang Yan told the nurse in English that she did not want Tian Xiaole to be with her during childbirth.

"Mr. Tian, ​​since the pregnant woman doesn't want you to be with her during childbirth, you should leave first to avoid upsetting her," the nurse advised.

Tian Xiaole nodded blankly, looking at Tang Yan whose face was contorted in pain, and left the delivery room to help her relax.

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"boss……"

Two assistants waited anxiously outside the room, wanting to ask what was going on inside, but seeing Tian Xiaole's weak appearance, they swallowed their words.

Tian Xiaole picked up the drinking water next to her and took two big gulps, which made her feel a little better.

But as time went by, heart-wrenching screams could be heard from inside the delivery room every now and then.

For Tian Xiaole, who was waiting, it was a kind of torment and torture.

It has been 4-5 hours since the amniotic sac broke.

What kind of belief allows a woman to endure such torment for so long, yet still be able to hear her screams from time to time?

"You two go and rest, I'll stay here," Tian Xiaole said to her two assistants.

"we do not need."

The two women spoke with tears in their voices. It was the first time they had truly experienced the horror of childbirth.

Time passed by, I don't know how much time has gone by.

"Wow~"

A baby's cry broke the silence, instantly lifting Tian Xiaole's spirits.

My mind suddenly went blank; I felt a mix of excitement, anticipation, and a slight sense of bewilderment.

"Boss, you've become a father."

Assistant Xiaowen's congratulatory voice pulled Tian Xiaole back to reality, and she murmured:

"I'm a dad! I'm a dad!"

While overjoyed, they were also worried about Tang Yan's condition.

Click~
The lights in the delivery room went out, the door opened, and a nurse carrying a baby wrapped up like a dumpling came to Tian Xiaole.

"Congratulations, Mr. Tian! It's a beautiful princess. The delivery time was 5:39 PM, and the weight is..." "Thank you."

Tian Xiaole wanted to reach out and hug him, but was afraid of not being able to do it properly, so he could only leave his hands frozen in mid-air.

Da da da……

Tang Yan was wheeled out of the delivery bed and into the recovery room next door. Her face was pale and her lips were still trembling.

She cried out weakly, "Where is my child?"

The nurse took the baby and placed it against her chest so she could see it easily when she looked down.

Tang Yan looked at the wrinkled baby, who resembled a little old man, and uttered two words with disdain:
"So ugly!"

Tears welled up in her eyes as if a dam had burst, a mixture of relief from the immense pain of childbirth and the joy of welcoming a new life.

Tian Xiaole stood by the delivery bed, wiping away Tang Yan's tears. Looking at the haggard and pale Tang Yan, Tian Xiaole felt as if her throat was blocked. She opened her mouth to say what she wanted to say, but couldn't utter a word.

He bent down and carefully wiped the sweat-soaked hair from the child's mother's head.

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"It's a little princess."

Upon hearing Tian Xiaole's answer, Tang Yan's tears, which she had just stopped, welled up again, and she said in a hoarse voice:

"Brother Le, I..."

"I just want a sweet and caring daughter, don't overthink it."

Tian Xiaole interrupted Tang Yan and gently comforted her.

She had been insisting that the Tian family only had one son, and that she wanted to have a big, fat son.

Now that she has a daughter, she is afraid that Tian Xiaole will be disappointed.

Hearing this, Tang Yan's pale face finally looked a little better.

"Wow wow wow..."

As if sensing the recognition from her family, the quiet baby girl began to cry.

The tiny, pink feet kicked wildly inside the sterile swaddle, and the cries were quite loud.

Looking at the future princess of the Chinese film industry, Tian Xiaole knew from the strong and powerful cry that her personality was just like hers.

The nurse quickly took the baby away; there were still a series of checks to be done afterward.

The baby's health status and various indicators are then assessed before finally placing the baby in a sterile ward for observation over a period of time.

Tang Yan, who was already exhausted, had her complexion gradually regained its rosy color after Tian Xiaole fed her a nutritional supplement.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, whispering, "Sleep well, I'll take care of the baby."

"Ah."

Although Tang Yan nodded, her eyes never left the little one, and she radiated maternal warmth.

He gradually fell asleep only when drowsiness came over him.

Tian Xiaole tiptoed out of the recovery room, and only then did her tense nerves relax, allowing her to breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Xiaowen, give all the doctors and nurses a big red envelope today."

"Good boss."

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"Mr. Tian, ​​thank you for your tip. Now it's time to think about a name for the child."

The head of the medical team, Melly, said that it was rare to encounter such a generous client who gave such a generous tip.

Tian Xiaole nodded. The name had been chosen long ago: Tian Xin in Chinese and Isabella in English (meaning "a beautiful future").
Under American law, children born in the US automatically acquire American citizenship. Before Tian Xin reaches adulthood, she will definitely have to change her nationality back, otherwise she won't be able to get past the old lady's objection.

Tian Xiaole immediately shared the good news with the old lady. Upon learning that it was Cong's granddaughter, she was so happy that she said "good" three times.

Tian Xiaole secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The Tian family has only one son per generation, and the old lady is already so old. As long as there is no preference for sons over daughters, that's fine.

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domestic.

A celebration banquet for the film "Painted Skin" is being held at the CPPCC Auditorium.

The day was filled with guests and stars, clearly the work of Han Sanping.

Old Tian was beaming. Since the ban was lifted, he thought he would spend the rest of his life teaching students at the Beijing Film Academy.

Unexpectedly, we've won awards and now we're making box office success, catching up with our two younger brothers.

"Director Tian, ​​shouldn't you be thinking about making preparations for the sequel to 'Painted Skin'?"

Jiang Zhiqiang swirled his wine glass, his emotions a complex mix.

Previously, Tian Xiaole's inexplicable mention of "Cesium" was a slap in the face to him, and now "Painted Skin" has been exposed, putting him in a dilemma.

In short, that movie is now history, while "Painted Skin" has a sequel.

Several investors nearby also looked over, their eyes gleaming with interest.

The revenue from this film is equivalent to their investment returns over two or three years, and it was also their most stable investment to date.

Before Lao Tian could answer, Han Sanping spoke first:
"Xiao Le and I have discussed the sequel. The scale will be bigger than the first movie, and the investment will also be more generous. Companies that are not strong enough will automatically withdraw."

Others dared not speak out against Zuo Shandiao's domineering behavior, knowing their company was too small and they would surely be kicked out.

"No matter how big the production is, Edko Films will still participate."

Han Sanping glanced at Jiang Zhiqiang and said in a nonchalant tone, "Let's talk about it when the script comes out."

Old Tian didn't stop him. He answered a phone call and came back, his smile never fading.

"What good news is it? Why are you so happy?"

Han Sanping, who was the first to notice the anomaly, asked.

"Great news!"

Old Tian spoke with a ruddy complexion, saying little but frequently raising his glass in a gesture of respect.

(End of this chapter)