Who understands? The aloof female ruler always flirts without even realizing it.

001 had already started the hovercar and parked it at the entrance.

We sped along, and fortunately, the road conditions were excellent late at night, so there were no traffic jams.

The man held Karandel tightly, feeling the tension in his wife's body and the slight trembling caused by contractions, and his heart ached with each contraction.

Fortunately, the medical team, which had been prepared months in advance, was on standby 24 hours a day.

Torses even used his power and money to buy out all of the top team's recent work, ensuring they were always available to serve Kalander.

Therefore, once they arrived at the hospital and confirmed that the female insect was ready to give birth, they were immediately taken to the high-class birthing room that had been prepared in advance.

Shen Yan gripped Karandel's hand tightly, his eyes bloodshot, and instinctively tried to rush inside.

"Your Excellency! You cannot enter the delivery room!"

The leading doctor and nurse quickly stopped him, their tone polite but firm.

Based on their years of experience, many male insects consider female birthing a bloody, unclean, or even unlucky event, and they usually only take a quick look at the newborn offspring after the birth.

The fact that Your Excellency was willing to personally escort you here and wait anxiously outside is already an extremely rare act of favor.

"Let go! I want to go in and be with him!"

Shen Yan almost roared as he tried to break free of the obstruction, his eyes filled with unprecedented stubbornness and panic.

"Lanlan is suffering inside! How can I not be by her side?!"

This persistence and the obvious, heartfelt concern stunned even the seasoned doctors and nurses.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally Tosses spoke in a deep voice:

"Let him go."

After Shen Yan's persistent pleading and with the approval of the Speaker of the Toses Council, the hospital finally made an exception and agreed.

Before entering the delivery room, the experienced chief physician solemnly gave the boy a heads-up:

"Your Excellency Shen Yan, I must remind you that the production process... is not aesthetically pleasing, and may even be somewhat... bloody and uncomfortable for insects."

"Are you sure you want to go in? We're worried it might traumatize you."

"I'm sure!"

The male had already changed into sterile clothing. Without the slightest hesitation, his gaze was fixed on Karandal, who had been placed on the delivery bed and was trying to adjust her breathing.

"Having nothing to let him face all of this alone is even more painful for me!"

The delivery room door closed behind me.

The situation inside was exactly as the doctor had warned.

The air was filled with the smells of disinfectant and amniotic fluid.

Lying on the delivery bed, the female ruler's inherent resilience prevented her from screaming.

But his tightly pursed lips, his fingers turned white from exertion, the cold sweat that kept dripping down his face due to extreme pain, and his slightly convulsing body all indicated that he was enduring immense suffering.

Karandal clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead and neck.

Sweat had already soaked through the stray hairs on her forehead, sliding down her pale cheeks and mingling with her physiological tears as they dripped onto the already soaked maternity pads.

Shen Yan gripped his hand tightly, feeling as if her heart was about to shatter.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could even see the glaring bright red tearing through the narrow birth canal under immense pressure...

His stomach churned, and waves of intense dizziness washed over him; the blood-red color before his eyes blurred his vision.

I wish I could take his place, I hate that I can't share this heart-wrenching pain.

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably, not from fear, but from heartache, an endless heartache.

He wanted to remember this moment forever, to remember the hardships Lanlan was going through to bring their love into the world.

This is the responsibility and love that he, as a husband and soon-to-be father, should remember.

On the other hand, the vivid blood and his lover's pained appearance were too much for him to bear, and his heart felt as if it were being slowly tortured.

"Lanlan... if it hurts, bite my hand, don't hold back..."

The male's voice choked with emotion as he placed his other hand to his partner's lips.

Between contractions, Calander struggled to open his sweat-drenched eyes and saw the male master crying like a child, his face even paler than his own.

He still had the strength left, and shook his head very lightly.

He managed a faint but reassuring smile, uttering a few words haltingly:

"Don't...don't cry. I'm a female soldier. I've suffered so many injuries on the battlefield. What's a little pain?"

The stronger and more sensible he was, the more heartbroken Shen Yan felt, and her tears fell even more fiercely.

He lowered his head, his forehead resting against the two insects' clasped hands.

Like a devout believer, he prayed silently, wishing only that his wife would suffer less and that their child would be born safely.

Karandal gritted his teeth, focusing all his willpower on following the doctor's instructions.

Because of the narrow birth canal and the old injury, the process was extremely difficult, and the smell of blood in the air grew stronger and stronger.

Each contraction felt like an invisible, enormous hand was twisting and tearing wildly deep inside my abdomen, trying to crush my internal organs.

The intense pain surged like a tidal wave, one wave after another, relentlessly assaulting his resilient nerve defenses.

At this critical moment, the assistant physician, who was originally responsible for passing the equipment, suddenly changed his expression behind his mask.

His eyes revealed undisguised ruthlessness and urgency, and his fingers, as swift as a venomous snake, reached out to grasp a delicate scalpel, aiming directly at Karandal's abdomen.

"Ugh!" A muffled sound.

however.

His movements weren't even fully executed.

Like ghosts, two figures dressed in identical sterile suits, yet exuding a chilling military aura, suddenly appeared from nowhere, their movements as swift as lightning and their coordination impeccable.

One person swiftly and decisively twisted the assistant doctor's arms behind his back, while the other instantly strangled his jaw with a device designed to prevent suicide.

The entire process happened in the blink of an eye, silent yet filled with violence.

This sudden turn of events stunned the other medical staff in the delivery room who were focused on delivering the baby.

His hands paused involuntarily, his face filled with astonishment and confusion, and for a moment he was at a loss.

The stench of blood that filled the air seemed to freeze.

"continue!"

The deep, yet undeniably authoritative command broke the momentary silence.

The voice came from Shen Yan.

She was still holding her partner's hand tightly, her forehead covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, her face pale, and her eyes red-rimmed, clearly still in a state of extreme worry and heartache.

But in the instant the accident happened, his eyes showed not only heartache for his partner, but also a cold, sharp edge.

"This bug was a spy, and he's been caught!"

"No slacking off! Focus on your work! My queen and baby can't afford any mistakes!"

"Continue! Deliver the baby!"

His words were like a wake-up call, instantly jolting the shocked doctors and nurses awake.