Shen Xinglan was wheeled out, and Huo Shiyan immediately rushed over, holding her hand. A tear overflowed from his eyes, landing on the back of Shen Xinglan's hand.
"Why are you crying? You see I'm fine, aren't I?"
Shen Xinglan felt both amused and moved. Nurse Liu had told her in the delivery room that the baby's father had only glanced at the baby, then stretched his neck to look towards the delivery room, as if trying to find her amid the chaos.
She had anticipated that he would control his emotions, but to her surprise, he started crying on seeing her safe and sound.
Looking at him cry like this, she felt all the pain she had endured during childbirth was worth it.
"Are you still in pain?" Huo Shiyan asked, pressing her hand against his own face. He found it hard to imagine how much pain she, who was usually so fearful of pain, must have endured during childbirth.
"Not anymore, I don't even feel pain standing up," she said, though it was a lie. She was still in pain.
