The days were as plain as flowing water, passing by quickly.
One day, Sister Song saw water stains on the sofa where Qu Zhi was sitting. She instantly realized that Qu Zhi's water had broken.
Sister Song, who had always been calm and steady, suddenly panicked. She didn't know where to start.
It had been ten years since she gave birth to Song Mei. The nanny had helped her at that time, but she couldn't remember it very clearly.
"You, don't move!" She pointed at Qu Zhi and shouted, hurriedly bringing over a small mattress to cover her.
Then, he rushed downstairs to call a taxi. He helped Qu Zhi put on a thick coat and hurriedly sent her to the hospital.
Qu Zhi counted that Sisi's birthday was tomorrow. She remembered that her water broke at night, but she didn't expect it to be so early this time. She didn't even realize it herself.
After arriving at the hospital and helping Qu Zhi settle down, Sister Song called Liang Wen.
