Ji Xing had a nagging feeling that after Han Ding returned, his gaze towards him was very strange. He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated, so he asked him why he didn't say anything.
Song Yiyan's stomach hurt like crazy. She didn't know why, but her head felt tight and she felt weak. For a moment, she felt that giving birth was nothing special.
She had already changed out of her dirty clothes and into a clean sanitary pad. She felt much more comfortable after drying herself. Leaning against Ji Xing's arms, she naturally did not notice anything wrong with Han Ding.
Ji Xing looked at the young lady on the bed who looked like she was in pain. His heart ached so much that he did not know what to do. He got her a heat pack and let her hug it before turning around to go to the kitchen.
Soon, he came out with a bowl of brown sugar water and eggs. He picked her up and placed her in his arms, feeding her brown sugar water.
