Chapter 43 Production

Wen Luming looked at the two little things speechlessly, and let them play by themselves. She herself went to the bathroom to take a bath and relax.

After returning to the base, everything settled down. Seeing that Wen Luming's due date is approaching, Mrs. Wang is busy arranging her delivery, helping her find a doctor, midwife, and buying diapers, cribs and other things.

Fortunately, Wen Luming told her that he had prepared baby products, and took them out and arranged them in her room one by one. Mrs. Wang was very satisfied when she saw the baby products in this room, and she didn't ask where these things came from. She would not interfere too much with the younger generation's affairs, and since they didn't talk about it, she didn't ask.

Wen Luming also told everyone about the existence of the little tiger, and repeatedly stated that it would not harm people casually. After observing it for a few days, everyone found nothing wrong with it, so it was like raising a kitten or puppy. with it.

On the morning of the fifth day after returning to the base, Wen Luming finally felt the pain.

Mrs. Wang hurriedly asked Wang Wenyu to carry Wen Luming to the small hospital at the base.

Although the hospital is small, it has all kinds of internal organs. Although it used to be a secret military base, it only had surgery for trauma, and there was no obstetrics and gynecology department. But after the survivor base was built, there were all kinds of patients, and of course there were also doctors of any type, so we simply built all the departments and turned it into a small hospital.

The doctor and midwife were already waiting in the delivery room. Wang Wenyu sent Wen Luming to the hospital, but the doctor drove him out of the delivery room.

Then Mrs. Wang also arrived. After Wang Ting and Wang Wence checked the situation, they knew that Wen Luming would not give birth so soon, and because there were too many facts in the base, they were called away by the assistants after a short stay. Only Wang Wenyu was left standing at the door of the delivery room, motionless as if he had become a statue.

Mrs. Wang was also very anxious, but she was someone who had experienced it, so she knew that it was useless to rush to give birth, so she persuaded Wang Wenyu to sit down on the chair next to the delivery room and wait.

But Wang Wenyu was obviously very worried, he didn't listen to his mother's persuasion at all, he clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were dark and deep, and he looked ready to attack at any time, as if as long as there was a sound from inside, he would Immediately broke into the delivery room - he was afraid.

Contrary to him, Wen Luming in the delivery room was not nervous at all. Although her stomach was hurting intermittently, she looked inside her stomach through spiritual power and found that the uterus was contracting normally, and the little guy adjusted from time to time. Down pose, ready to be born.

Everything went smoothly. Although the labor pain was getting stronger and stronger, Wen Luming was still able to hold it back. Her heart was full of joy, her son would be born soon, her excitement surpassed the pain, so she was not as uncomfortable as imagined.

The doctors and midwives had never seen such a calm mother, because she was lying on the bed with a straight face, and she smelled the deer with no expression at all, as if she was just resting and felt no pain at all.

The middle-aged female doctor hesitantly reached out to inquire about Lu Ming's stomach and lower body, and found nothing unexpected, but the mother's expression seemed to have lost her sense of pain, so she had no choice but to ask directly, "Aren't you in pain?"

Wen Luming woke up from observing his son's hard work for the birth, looked at the worried female doctor, and said, "It hurts, but it's bearable."

The female doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and she comforted Wen Luming: "Don't be afraid, just call out when you feel pain, and no one will laugh at you. If you feel something is wrong, you must speak up."

Wen Luming nodded. She understood her physical condition. In fact, she could safely give birth to the child by herself, but in this world, it seems that she must go to the hospital to give birth. In order not to go out of line, she had no choice but to do as the Romans did, and she had to do more inspections and more insurance for her children.

Wang Wenyu waited outside the door anxiously. He wanted to break in but was afraid that Lu Ming would be frightened by him at a critical moment. Don't go in, you can't see anything outside the door, you can't even hear it,

Wen Luming didn't even hum, and didn't know what happened.

Mrs. Wang saw that her son couldn't remember well, so she had no choice but to reassure him that nothing would happen.

Inside, it was heard that Luming was running his spiritual power to help the little guy get out of the womb as soon as possible. This process is very long, after all, only when the melon is ripe can it fall.

Time passed by, Wen Luming was immersed in the labor, and the delivery room was extremely quiet. The doctors and midwives had nothing to do with this very trouble-free mother, and there was nothing wrong with the inspection. Asked Wen Luming, she also said no However, she just worked hard without saying a word, which made them fidget with experience in midwifery.

This is the base chief's daughter-in-law, and the child in her belly is the base chief's precious grandson! The doctor was very anxious, and he couldn't just give Wen Luming medicine, and he was afraid that something might happen to the mother and child if there was no movement. Well, at least it makes me feel more at ease when I yell.

At noon, Wen Luming hadn't given birth to the baby yet, Wang Wenyu was still standing outside the door like a statue, and he didn't even have the heart to eat the lunch Mrs. Wang ordered someone to bring over.

The midwives in the house were already sweating profusely. They were afraid that Wen Luming would have dystocia, and wanted to help Wen Luming push the abdomen and push the baby out, but Wen Luming refused.

The time was spent in the torment of everyone fidgeting, Wen Luming still didn't make a sound, but bit his lips with his teeth, and his face turned pale.

Finally, at dusk, there was a loud cry of a baby. Wen Luming was sweating profusely and her face was pale, but she was still awake. She saw the bloody little baby held by the doctor—her son.

Although her body was very tired, she was full of joy. Looking at the little body that was crying, her heart suddenly softened.

The midwife happily went out to announce the good news. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Wang Wenyu's eyes full of bloodshot eyes. The midwife was taken aback, but quickly reacted, and said with a smile on her face, "Congratulations! He's a big fat boy!"

Wang Wenyu didn't even look at her, he just walked around her, took a long leg, quickly stepped into the delivery room, and rushed in front of Wen Luming in an instant.

He saw that Wen Luming's forehead and cheeks were covered with sweat, his face was pale, there were a few teeth marks on his lips, his temples were disheveled, and tiredness was written between his brows and eyes. His heart tightened all of a sudden.

Seeing her distressed appearance, he hastily wiped the sweat off her face with his hands, and asked distressedly, "It still hurts?"

Wen Luming shook her head, she turned to the midwife and said, "Hold me the baby."

The smiling midwife gently carried the crying baby to Wen Luming.

Wen Luming reached out and wanted to hug him.

Wang Wenyu hurriedly stopped her, stretched out his hand, and said to the midwife, "I'll do it."

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