The ward was very quiet. It was as if they were quietly waiting for a miracle to happen. Monica did not even dare to breathe as she stared blankly at Finn carrying the baby and placing it in front of her chest.
After a while, the sound of a baby crying suddenly rang out. "Wah…"
Monica was shocked. "Why is he crying?"
"Obviously because he didn't get to eat anything," Finn explained.
"That means I don't have it yet."
"I just checked. You do have it, but it's stuck."
"In that case, what should we do?" Monica was at a loss.
"Let him suck on it for a while more." Finn, on the other hand, was calmer.
It was as if he knew everything, and he knew her body structure better than she did, which Monica feel a little guilty. Finn must have put in some effort during her pregnancy. As for her, all she did was ate and slept all day, so she did not know anything now.
"Wah…" The baby started crying again.
