Ayu, you ...... You okay? Zhang Baofang, who was waiting in the courtyard, saw Liu Zhiyu's sweaty and white face like paper, and he sighed in his heart and asked in a panic.

Liu Zhiyu shook her head weakly, she was so painful that she had no strength to speak, her legs trembled, and she relied on two powerful women to support her, otherwise she wouldn't be able to stand at all.

"You go to the Li Mansion and ask them for some ice and put it in the delivery room." Luo Xijun said.

Zhang Baofang responded again and again, hurriedly put on his donkey, and drove the car out to ask for ice.

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After putting the ice cubes into the delivery room, coupled with ventilation, the temperature inside slowly dropped, Luo Xijun asked Liu Zhiyu to lie on the bed to rest, and boiled ginseng soup for her, saving her strength for a while.

From morning to midday, the sky was completely dark, and Liu Zhiyu was finally able to give birth.

And she was also tossed and had almost no strength, and the whole person was very weak, but fortunately she didn't have asthma.

Luo Xijun held her hand and calmly said a few words of encouragement to her, so that Liu Zhiyu must listen to her.

"Well, I believe you, I will entrust you with my life and that of my child." Liu Zhiyu said with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Luo Xijun nodded, and together with the two stable women, told Liu Zhiyu how to exert herself and when to exert herself, fortunately, the child's fetal position was very powerful, and after more than a quarter of an hour, the child finally came out safely!

With a baby's cry, Luo Xijun and Wen Po breathed a sigh of relief.

And Liu Zhiyu and Zhang Baofang cried directly, full of happiness.

"Congratulations, ma'am, it's a boy!" One of them held the child's small body and said to Liu Zhiyu with a smile.

"I, I'll see." Liu Zhiyu said in a hoarse voice.

Wen Po cut off the child's umbilical cord, held the child and handed it to Liu Zhiyu, and said two auspicious words with a smile.

Liu Zhiyu looked at the child, a happy and gentle smile bloomed on her face, she seemed to raise her hand to touch him, but it seemed that she had lost all her strength and couldn't move at all.

Luo Xijun asked her not to move and have a good rest, and asked Wen Po to clean the child quickly, wrap it in swaddling clothes, and take it out to Zhang Baofang to see the child.

Zhang Baofang looked at the little child, and didn't dare to hug him at all, because his arms were still trembling, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold the child and fall.

Therefore, he kept staring at the child with red eyes, and was reluctant to look away.

This is his and Zhiyu's child!

It's good, it's good.

Their Zhang family has a future, and he is worthy of his parents.

In the future, he will never want Zhiyu to get pregnant again, she is so guilty!

"Is Zhiyu okay?" After Zhang Baofang saw the child, he nervously asked Wen Po, "When can I go in to see her?" ”

"If you don't dislike the smell of blood in it, you can go in and see her now." Wen Po said.

Through getting along these days, Wen Po also knew that Zhang Baofang loved his lady very much, so she said so.

Zhang Baofang naturally did not dislike it, he carefully took his son from the hands of Wen Po, and then walked into the delivery room, came to the bedside, and looked at Liu Zhiyu who was tired and out of strength in distress.

"Ayu, thank you for your hard work." Zhang Baofang put his son beside her and held her hand distressedly,

"We already have a son, we don't want children in the future, you are not in good health, you can't toss like this anymore."

Liu Zhiyu felt warm in her heart because of his words, smiled weakly, and responded with a hello.

Finally, she left the Zhang family behind, and she would no longer make Zhang Baofang feel ashamed of her father and ancestors.

(End of chapter)