Everyone cracked up after hearing Old Mr. Li's complaints.
Ye Youyou came forward and helped Old Mr. Li over to the sofa to take a seat. The elderly man snorted before saying, "What are you laughing about? I didn't say anything wrong, did I?"
The elderly man was hunched over, and his silver hair was sparse but fluffy. The wrinkles and age spots on his face were obvious, and he walked over to the sofa slowly, saying, "In the past, we had midwives who would do the work on their own. Now, when we want to hire someone to help deliver the child, we have to go to a hospital to get a midwife. Oh, no. This position sounds more impressive now. They call it a Gynecologist."
"Grandpa, have some tea." Su Qianci handed a cup of tea to Old Mr. Li. She couldn't help but smile. "The doctor is still in there," she said. "She'll be displeased if she hears this."
