Lu Qingyi went into preterm labor, half a month before her predicted due date.
Her stomach started hurting abruptly in the middle of the night, so Xu Boyan rushed her to the hospital.
"Little friend, what's the matter?"
Xu Boyan was extremely anxious, his heart filled with worry for Lu Qingyi.
"It's nothing, just some signs of preterm labor."
A faint smile appeared on Lu Qingyi's face as she spoke slowly.
Her belly was hurting a lot, and as a doctor herself, she could sense her own condition. It was a sign of preterm labor.
Lu Qingyi was taken into the delivery room, and Xu Boyan also tried to go in with her.
"Sir, please wait outside, family members aren't allowed inside."
The doctor stopped Xu Boyan from entering, and the door to the delivery room was closed. Xu Boyan stood at the entrance, his clenched fists trembling a bit.
He was very scared, terrified even.
"Is she about to give birth?"
