Rongcheng No.1 Hospital.
Outside the delivery room, Lin Wanqiu, Lin Gang, Lin Yuanwang, the grandfather, and another similar family were all anxiously waiting. They paced back and forth, glancing occasionally in the direction of the delivery room with expressions of unease and worry on their faces.
"Zongyun, stop and rest for a while."
Lin Wanqiu called out to a handsome middle-aged uncle, consoling him, "Xiaoyuan is a Late-stage Qi Practitioner; nothing will go wrong. You can relax."
"Mom!"
The handsome middle-aged uncle sat down reluctantly.
Less than a moment later, he couldn't help standing up again.
"Mom, can we..."
He couldn't help saying, "Can we ask him for a favor? I know he does not like me, but Xiaoyuan is his own sister, and the child is his own grandnephew. He can't just ignore us, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, many members of the man's family looked over.
There was quite a bit of resentment in their gazes.
