HLnovel Chapter 191 Fu Shengyang Cried
Chapter 191 Fu Shengyang Cried
One morning, after taking An Xiaoyue's pulse, Leng Shide decided not to go to work that day.
Fu Jinyun put down her chopsticks and asked happily, "What's wrong? Are you about to give birth?"
Leng Shide counted on his fingers and concluded, "It's estimated that it will start this afternoon."
Upon hearing this, Fu Shengyang's heart began to race uncontrollably.
This time it's really time for her to give birth.
As if sensing something, An Xiaoyue looked up and saw Fu Shengyang looking as if he were facing a formidable enemy.
She smiled gently, her dark eyes sparkling.
At that smile, Fu Shengyang's heartbeat seemed to be stopped, slowly returning to its original rhythm.
"There's still time to prepare. Sheng Yang will wash Xiao Yue's hair and give her a bath in a bit. I'll braid Xiao Yue's hair. She'll be in postpartum confinement after giving birth and won't be able to wash her hair for several days. Braiding it will prevent her hair from getting dirty as quickly and will also prevent it from sticking everywhere when she sweats."
Fang Mei, as the only female elder with experience in childbirth, made arrangements in an orderly manner.
Leng Yushan: "When I go to work, I also brew some ginseng soup to drink during my period, which makes things easier."
"The rejuvenating soup you made when I gave birth to Fang Yi is also prepared for Xiaoyue." This is the reason why Fang Mei still looks radiant and has fair, firm, and elastic skin since giving birth.
Leng Yushan couldn't wait to give Xiaoyue the best of everything, so when his wife said that, he readily agreed, "Okay, I'll go prepare it."
"Then what should I do?" Everyone has something to do, and Leng Fangyi doesn't know what kind of work he should take on.
Leng Shide: "If you have the strength, run around more. Also, your sister will definitely be in a lot of pain before she gets the epidural. You can massage her to relieve the pain."
"Okay." Leng Fangyi was happy to have work to do, and even happier that she would soon be able to meet her little nephew and have a baby with a sweet voice to play with.
Looking at the lively scene, Fu Jinyun's eyes actually felt a little hot.
This is what a family should be like.
"Are you feeling unwell now?" Fu Shengyang slipped over to An Xiaoyue's side while everyone was assigning tasks.
An Xiaoyue smiled and said, "No, don't worry."
"I'm not worried, I just feel sorry for you." I feel sorry for her having to endure the pain of childbirth.
It's one thing for her to be able to endure it, but it's another thing for Fu Shengyang to feel sorry for her.
An Xiaoyue was touched, "With your concern, I don't feel any pain anymore."
The elders smiled as they watched the young couple whispering to each other.
The younger generation is happy, so of course they are happy too.
Fang Mei: "Go ahead, everyone go and prepare well."
Everyone went their separate ways, and Fu Shengyang also escorted An Xiaoyue back to the Waterside Residence to wash her hair and take a bath.
In July, the branches and leaves are lush and green, and the sunlight dances among the leaves.
After taking a shower, An Xiaoyue sat in front of the mirror, and Fu Shengyang took a hairdryer and dried her hair.
An Xiaoyue looked at the man in the mirror, "This time it's daytime, so there's plenty of time to prepare."
"There are a lot of people, so I can just focus on you. I'm not nervous."
An Xiaoyue smiled knowingly, turned her body to the side, and tilted her head back.
Fu Shengyang bent down and kissed her pale pink, glossy lips.
Since the two of them opened up to each other and understood each other's feelings, they often shared light, fleeting kisses when they were alone.
Sometimes, it's just a glance, and their lips will naturally meet.
Fu Shengyang had just dried her hair when Fang Mei came over.
"Sheng Yang, is Xiao Yue's hair dry?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Shengyang came out of the room and replied, "I just dried it, I'll be right down."
Their intimate time together came to an end, and Fu Shengyang kissed her lips reluctantly.
"You won't have a chance to kiss later."
An Xiaoyue smiled, and everyone's happiness was contained in that smile.
Fang Mei divided her long hair into two sections, one on each side, into a braid.
Fu Shengyang called the hospital to arrange a ward and other matters related to childbirth.
Fang Mei's hands moved skillfully, and she braided the pigtails tightly.
“I called your parents and told them that your grandfather has arranged a plane for them, and they will definitely be able to get there before Lucky is born.”
"Understood, Aunt."
Before, my mother and I lived a quiet life together, but now we have a whole family, and everyone is always around us, chatting and laughing.
Life was good before, but life now is even more joyful.
"It looks so good." Fang Mei braided two braids and combed the fine hairs around her ears.
Taking two steps back for a look, words of praise slipped out, "Xiaoyue is so pretty, so fair and clean, her eyes are so clear you could wring water out of them, so lovely."
"Is it really that good-looking?" An Xiaoyue didn't believe it; her aunt was the best at sweet-talking people.
She has gained a lot of weight, and now she must have a round face with two braids hanging down on either side.
"You two are so beautiful. By some twist of fate, you two are a perfect match. You are both blessed children."
Originally, she was just saying how pretty she was, but whenever her aunt mentioned Fu Shengyang, An Xiaoyue felt that her words had taken a different turn.
She couldn't help but think of the whispers Fu Shengyang had been making in her ear lately, "Once you're better, I'll get my revenge on you one by one."
Her face flushed instantly, and she looked down at something else.
Fang Mei, having been through it all, knew all too well that once a child is born and the wife recovers, the husband becomes incredibly impatient.
And then there are those heartless men who, instead of waiting for their wives to recover, only know how to vent their desires.
Thinking of this, Fang Mei quietly reminded An Xiaoyue, "When you are in postpartum confinement, no matter how much he pesters you, you must not give in to him. You must take care of your body. Your uncle will take care of your body. I guarantee that having a child will not affect your relationship with Sheng Yang in the future. Tell him not to rush."
An Xiaoyue's face flushed even redder in an instant.
When Fu Shengyang said some crude things, she just assumed he was getting lustful and would listen and move on.
Now, listening to her aunt, she's finding it hard to let things go in one ear and out the other.
With her ears turning red, she replied, "I understand, Auntie."
This time, thanks to Leng Shide's diagnosis, the family had ample time to prepare.
After receiving Fu Shengyang's call, the hospital arranged the largest delivery suite for her.
The two-bedroom, one-living-room layout is convenient for family members to stay and rest, while also meeting the needs of receiving guests.
The waiting room and the delivery room are the same room. Xiaoyue will stay here from admission to discharge.
When An Xiaoyue arrived at the hospital, the doctor examined her and said she was already two centimeters dilated.
Leng Fang precisely massaged the acupoints on her wrist, while Fu Shengyang rubbed her waist; she didn't feel any pain at all.
It wasn't until her fingers were dilated to three points that her brows finally furrowed.
"You're starting to feel something?" Fu Shengyang was the first to notice her unusual behavior.
An Xiaoyue: "Yes, it hurts a little bit."
Upon seeing the data on the monitoring instrument, Leng Fang stood up and said, "I'll go find the doctor; we can administer the anesthesia now."
The doctor and anesthesiologist examined An Xiaoyue's condition and confirmed that she was indeed eligible for an epidural.
Everyone was asked to leave. The anesthesiologist sat with his back to the door, while the family members gathered around the ward door, watching the anesthesiologist administer the epidural to Xiaoyue through the small glass window in the door.
Fu Shengyang could see clearly that a needle more than ten centimeters long pierced Xiaoyue's smooth spine, and her fair feet curled up together.
He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, his eyes stung, and cool tears streamed down his rugged, handsome face.
Fu Shengyang cried.