In the eyes of the doctor, Ouyang Zhen has just given birth, and she is still early.

However, since they had already arrived, and it was a big night, there was no need to toss back, so they still arranged a ward for them as usual.

Ouyang Zhen was admitted to a temporarily arranged ward, and waited until tomorrow to see the situation.

There are six beds in the ward, and there is already a pregnant woman in labor on the other beds, and the old lady who accompanies the bed next to her is estimated to be her relative, her eyes are closed, as if she is sleepy.

Seeing several people carrying things and hugging a pregnant woman with a big belly into the ward, both of them looked at them curiously.

Seeing that the pregnant woman's husband was a soldier and a man with outstanding appearance, the two of them kept looking at Tan Yichen, who was busy with them.

Ouyang Zhen: Where would they have the heart to pay attention to these at this time, they were all busy placing things.

After Tan Yichen settled Ouyang Zhen on the hospital bed, he went to fetch water with a kettle and an enamel basin.

The woman who was going to give birth was probably in pain, she didn't speak much, she only bit her lip forbearingly.

The old lady was a very talkative person, and it didn't take long for her to chat with Qiu Shiyun and them.

Qiu Shiyun adhered to the principle that the meeting of Pingshui is fate, and then asked the other party how long he had been in pain and when he was born.

Ouyang Zhen's stomach kept hurting, and then her waist began to ache, and she wanted to go to the toilet from time to time.

Tan Yichen has been going in and out, accompanying her every step of the way.

Ouyang Zhen came out of the toilet again, and couldn't help but smile when she saw Tan Yichen standing straight next to the wall of the corridor.

The lights of the hospital at night were cold and dim, and the shadows cast on him made him even more ascetic.

It's a pity that as Tan Yichen's concerned gaze swept over, that feeling suddenly disappeared.

"Daughter-in-law, is it better?"

Ouyang Zhen held her waist, "Your waist is still sore and swollen." She didn't know if it was like this for other pregnant women to give birth, anyway, she felt a strong feeling in her waist.

Tan Yichen immediately stretched out his big hand to help Ouyang Zhen rub her waist, and waited for her to feel better before turning to grab her hand.

The two of them were originally going to walk in the direction of the ward, but Ouyang Hao suddenly stopped, she was a little out of breath at the thought of returning to the stuffy ward, it might be better to take a walk in the corridor.

"It's a little boring to go back, let's not go back yet, let's just take a walk."

"Okay, then I'll walk slowly with you." Tan Yichen hugged Ouyang Zhen's shoulder, and the tentacles only felt that they were still so thin and slender.

His gaze went down and fell on Ouyang Zhen's bulging belly, only to feel a burst of distress in his heart.

When a woman is pregnant and gives birth to a child, he has never had so much understanding.

Since his daughter-in-law was pregnant, he knew that pregnancy and childbirth were not as simple and easy as he imagined.

Ouyang Zhen didn't notice this, and of course she couldn't guess the inner fluctuations and thoughts of the man next to her.

She was quite interested in discussing with Tan Yichen the question of what nicknames the two children should have.

"Our two babies are about to be born, but the names haven't been chosen yet, you think about it quickly, what is the good name? The daimyo asked his grandfather to help them come up with it, but the nickname is a matter for the two of us. ”