No matter what, the woman inside was giving birth to his child.
She was enduring extreme pain.
Thinking of her pale, sweaty face, Li Hongyuan's usually stony heart softened a bit.
He stood at the door, motionless, his expression calm, not revealing any anger. But the anxiety in his heart tightened bit by bit as Jiang Ning's pained cries intensified.
Imperial Physician Dong hurried in.
Li Hongyuan's voice was murderous: "You finally came!"
Imperial Physician Dong quickly said: "Your Highness, please don't worry. This is Princess Consort's first child, it won't be that quick. Moreover, based on previous diagnoses, the Princess Consort's fetal image is good, and the fetal position is also correct, there shouldn't be any problems with the delivery. Your Highness, please stay calm."
But how could he not worry?
The woman's voice inside sounded painful.
How could she be so delicate? He really wished he could take the pain for her.
