sjar Chapter 551 Awe-inspiring, the Most Unique Way of Giving Birth
Chapter 551 Awe-inspiring, the Most Unique Way of Giving Birth
Doctor Qian, standing to the side, was pacing anxiously, picking up and putting down the silver needles in his hand. With a pained expression, he advised, "Ruyan, save your energy. Just follow the midwife's instructions and push hard. It will be soon, it will be soon."
"What's so fast about it!" Song Ruyan suddenly sat up in bed, startling everyone. "I can't exert any strength lying down! I need to get out of bed and walk around!"
"My goodness!" Doctor Qian rushed over, trying to push her back down. "Absolutely not! How can you walk around while giving birth! Lie down right now!"
Chu Ruohan quickly stepped forward to support her: "Ruyan, don't be silly, listen to the doctor."
"I'm not being ridiculous!" Song Ruyan winced in pain, but her voice remained strong as she shoved Doctor Qian away. "What do you men know!"
"Chu Yueshu gave birth so quickly, but when it comes to me, it's like I can't poop! I'm dying to poop!"
Ignoring everyone's attempts to stop her, she actually got out of bed, supporting her pregnant belly, and paced back and forth in the room.
She didn't look like a woman about to give birth; she looked more like a tiger trapped in a cage.
She walked around twice, still feeling unsatisfied, then stopped, made a couple of punches and kicks at the air, and muttered something under her breath:
"You little brat, if you don't come out now, I'll teach you a lesson when you do! I'll give you a good beating!"
This maneuver completely stunned even the experienced midwives, leaving them standing there at a loss for what to do.
Dr. Qian's face had turned from deathly pale to ashen. He clutched his chest, feeling as if he was about to faint at any moment.
"What a tragedy! What a terrible tragedy!"
Seeing this, Chu Ruohan calmed down instead.
She observed that although Song Ruyan was cursing fiercely and making large movements, she was full of energy, and although her breathing was rapid, it was still relatively steady.
She waved her hand, signaling the midwife and Doctor Qian to remain calm.
"Dr. Qian, just watch and see, perhaps... this way, she can be faster."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Ruyan suddenly stopped, bent over, and let out a long cry of pain.
"Oh! It seems... it seems like it's about to come out!"
"Quick! Help him onto the bed!" Doctor Qian was startled and, forgetting his anger, rushed over with the midwife.
Chaos erupted again in the delivery room.
This time, Song Ruyan didn't cause any more trouble. It was as if she used all the energy she had from punching and cursing earlier in the last moment.
After her loud shout that shook the heavens, the room fell silent, followed by a clear and loud cry of a baby.
"It's born! It's born! It's a big, healthy boy!" the midwife announced loudly, her face beaming with joy.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Dr. Qian had no time to be happy; he practically snatched the child from the midwife's hands, his expression extremely tense.
He placed the little guy, whose whole body was red, on the soft cloth that had been prepared beforehand, and carefully examined him from head to toe.
He touched the little guy's arms, moved his legs, turned him over to look at his back, and finally put his ear to the little guy's chest and listened for a long time.
The delivery room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; everyone's heart was in their throat.
Even Song Ruyan, who had just given birth and was exhausted to the point of collapse, propped herself up and looked at him nervously.
Finally, Dr. Qian let out a long, long sigh of relief, feeling as if his bones had been removed, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, looking at the little guy whose cries were still loud.
He glanced at Song Ruyan, who was lying on the bed with an expectant look on her face, and his voice was filled with a mix of lingering fear and amusement.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness, nothing's wrong."
He shook his head and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "To be able to survive a whole set of punches from his mother like that, this kid is really lucky."
Chu Ruohan sighed softly, "Your childbirth was more dramatic than someone leading an army into battle."
Song Ruyan had just been cleaned up by the midwife. Her face was pale and her lips were colorless, but her eyes were still bright and lively.
Hearing Dr. Qian's sigh, she snorted and proudly raised her chin: "Of course, look who his son is, what kind of behavior is this, dawdling like that?"
Chu Ruohan suppressed a laugh and dismissed all the maids and servants in the room, leaving only herself to accompany Song Ruyan.
Not long after, the voice of a maid came from outside the door.
"Madam, Madam Ying has arrived."
Before she finished speaking, Chu Yueshu walked in briskly, carrying a food box.
When she saw Song Ruyan lying safely on the bed and the child in her arms, her heart finally settled down.
"You've finally given birth!" Chu Yueshu placed the food box on the table, quickly walked to the bedside, first cautiously peeked at the sleeping baby, and then looked at Song Ruyan with a mischievous smile on her face.
"I was outside just now and I heard someone say that you didn't shout when you gave birth, you cursed?"
Song Ruyan rolled her eyes at her, her voice still strong: "What's wrong with scolding him a few times? This little bastard has been keeping me in there for most of the day. If I don't scold him, he won't come out!"
Chu Yueshu was so amused by her righteous and absurd reasoning that she bent over laughing. She sat down on the edge of the bed, covered her lips with a handkerchief, and laughed so hard that her shoulders shook.
"I also heard that you not only cursed him, but also performed a set of boxing moves, saying you wanted to give him a hard time?"
"Of course!" Song Ruyan said matter-of-factly. "He needs to know who's in charge of this family from now on. Otherwise, he'll cause trouble for me when he gets out!"
Chu Ruohan listened from the side, feeling both amused and annoyed, and could only shake her head helplessly: "Can't you just behave yourself?"
“I call this a strategy,” Song Ruyan said, looking down at her son, who was sleeping soundly with rosy cheeks. Her eyes instantly softened. She reached out and gently touched her son’s chubby cheeks. “See? It works! It’s fast and effective, and it didn’t even kill me.”
Chu Yueshu leaned closer and carefully examined the child, whispering, "I must say, this child does resemble you quite a bit in his features, exuding a spirit of never giving up."
She paused, then looked up at Song Ruyan and teased, "When my sister gave birth, she was gentle and virtuous, and quiet. When you gave birth, it was a grand and spectacular affair. People are really different."
“That’s right,” Song Ruyan said, lifting her chin with pride. “My son is naturally different from everyone else.”
Looking at her two best friends, she felt a surge of warmth in her heart. The postpartum fatigue seemed to have dissipated considerably.
Seeing this, Chu Ruohan smiled and opened the food box that Chu Yueshu had brought, and a rich aroma of chicken soup immediately filled the air.
"Alright, my majestic Lady Song," Chu Ruohan ladled out a bowl of soup and handed it to her, "Hurry up and nourish yourself, otherwise when your son wakes up later, you won't have the strength to 'reason' with him anymore."