"I can't take it anymore, I think I'm going to give birth." Qiao En's eyebrows were twisted into little worms from the pain, and she sat down on the edge of the bed, holding her stomach.
Although Zhou Jin'an was about to become a father for the first time, he was still so nervous that he was at a loss.
"Sister Rong, call a car quickly."
Zhou Jin'an shouted loudly from upstairs.
Sister Rong had already returned to Xiaolu's side, leaving only the servants downstairs.
"Young Master, Sister Rong has gone back."
"Call a car."
Zhou Jin'an yelled loudly.
The servant, in a panic, could only hear the uncomfortable sounds coming from Qiao En upstairs, not knowing whom to call, so she phoned Sister Rong.
Sister Rong had just gotten home when the call from the servant came.
"Sister Rong, the Young Madam is probably going to give birth, you must come quickly."
Upon hearing this, Sister Rong's expression immediately became tense.
"Okay, I'm coming right now."
