"How can a name that is neither male nor female be so good. Yan Yiyun interrupted with a smile: "The name of the other child has to be decided after birth, let's think about what kind of combination." ”

He Yan shook him a roll of his eyes, and was about to say that it is none of your business for the old lady to give birth to a boy or a girl, but when the words came to her mouth, her abdomen throbbed for no reason, and the pregnant woman's intuition told her that it was time. So she covered her stomach and gritted her teeth angrily at Yan Yiyun and said the last sentence: "Ask them yourself!"

He Yan is like this, he should know what is going on if he is an idiot, not to mention that the minds of the people here are all first-class.

Everyone, along with the calm testament, had to look at He Yan in surprise. Ran Xiyan was the first to react, picked He Yan up easily, and flashed into the inner room without saying a word. Almost in the next second, the room filled with the aroma of relaxation was full of people.

The little man's last promise passed through everyone, calmly took He Yan's pulse, He Yan's face became more and more ugly, she gritted her teeth, and wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she was stuffed with a pill by He Youfan, swallowed the pill, and the pain in her stomach made her so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak.

He Yan wanted to burst into foul language. It's not out yet, it's so noisy!

The testament glanced at He Youfan, who gave He Yan medicine, and praised it a little more.

He Youfan didn't care too much, this pill was refined by her own blood and many scarce medicinal materials, although it could not guarantee He Yan's safety, reducing pain should have a certain effect.

"Relax. The tone of the last covenant was more like a reproach, "What are you so nervous about!"

Blue tendons erupted on He Yan's forehead, and his facial expression was almost distorted: "You have the ability!"

Everyone: "......"

The last promise ignored her, but looked back at the eyes of a group of large and small eyes staring at the situation here: "Idle people wait to get out." ”

In the end, only Ran Xiyan, the last contract and He Youfan were left in the room. He Youfan is also pure blood, and he has experienced the taste of having children, which can be said to be better than death. He Yan didn't scream, and his patience was already excellent.

The last covenant was lightly above He Yan, and a light blue transparent film surrounded He Yan, He Yan had a moment of illusion that he was in the water, and the surrounding environment was soft and comfortable, and even the cold air warmed up, became mild, and there was no uncomfortable feeling.

Just when He Yan breathed a sigh of relief, an unknown liquid flowed from under her body, she was inexplicably ashamed, but she didn't have much time to be ashamed, the pain hit again, and she squeezed out a voice from between her teeth: "It's damn!"

People inside and outside the door: "......"

"At best, I can only guarantee that you will recover as quickly as possible. A layer of fine sweat broke out on the forehead of the testament, and his face was a little pale, "I won't give birth to a child." ”

"I'm here to deliver the baby. He Youfan said dryly, squatted down on the edge of the bed, and tried to relax He Yan in a gentle tone, "Take a deep breath, you can feel the child's storage." ”

He Yan almost cried, as soon as He Youfan's words fell, He Yan obviously felt that something below was stretching the bones apart, and the words that wanted to curse became a scream on his lips: "Ah-" After listening to He Youfan's instructions, he took a deep breath and exerted force. He Yan felt that when she was a child, she was forced to practice by the promise that it was not so hard.

"When giving birth to a child, women have to produce so much blood?" Before the child came out, He Yan's blood flowed non-stop, even if the blood was quickly purified in the blue film of the testament, but the smell of blood in the room was so strong that people outside the door could smell it, Lin Xuancheng asked worriedly.

Yan Yiyun's expression was stern: "He Yan is more special, even if the wound can be quickly restored due to the testament, but the blood will not, and there is a lot of loss, there is no possibility of dying due to dystocia, but it is more likely to bleed too much and die." ”

The crowd turned pale and couldn't say a word.

In the room, He Yan's heavy wheezing and occasional screams were unusually rhythmic.