After the two people completely entered the delivery room, Tang Wanrou asked in a low voice, "Mom, does he know I'm in the hospital now? I'm going to have a baby?"

"I'll call him later. Don't worry." Dong Ya Aiwen comforted.

When Tang Wanrou opened her mouth to say something, the nurse shouted, "who is Tang Wanrou?"

"This," Dong yaai hurriedly got up and said with a smile.

"Get ready and go in and take anesthetic," the nurse asked.

Tang Wanrou looked at them somewhat puzzled: "what do you want to prepare?"

"There is a toilet there. Go to the toilet first." the nurse pointed to the toilet and said.

"No, just fight," said Tang Wanrou.

The nurse's eyes swept lightly on her face: "then wait a little longer. There are still people lining up to take anesthetic."

Tang Wanrou waited for more than ten minutes before the anesthesiologist gave her an injection.

In the delivery room, the anesthesiologist said to her, "lift up your skirt and curl up."

Tang Wanrou looked slightly surprised and asked, "why?"

"Relax, the anesthetic is injected into the spine. Don't be too nervous," the anesthesiologist comforted.

The first time Tang Wanrou gave Mo Shichen that night, so it's really embarrassing to ask her to lift up her skirt in front of the male doctor.

Her face turned red in an instant and hesitated, "can you take anesthetic like this across your skirt?"

After hearing this, the anesthesiologist couldn't help but smoke at the corners of his mouth and asked, "if you drag on, I think you can directly save the money for the anesthetic needle."

Tang Wanrou saw that there was really no way, so she hardened her scalp and lifted up her skirt.

The anesthesiologist reluctantly walked behind her and comforted her and said, "don't be afraid. If it doesn't hurt, it won't hurt so much after the anesthetic is given."

As he spoke, he quickly injected the anesthetic into Tang Wanrou.

After she was pushed out of the anesthesia room, the pain in her lower abdomen has decreased a lot.

Dong yaai asked anxiously after seeing her, "how does tenderness feel? Is it better?"

Tang Wanrou nodded gently: "it doesn't hurt as much as it just did. By the way, mom, can you call Shi Chen? I want to tell him personally that our child is about to be born."

At the end, she had a little woman's shame on her face.

Dong yaai thought for a while and finally agreed, "OK, I'll call him, but no matter what he said, don't get excited, you know?"

Tang Wanrou smiled more intensely, nodded heavily and said, "OK, you fight quickly while I don't hurt now."

Dong yaai sighed helplessly, then took out her mobile phone, found Mo Shichen's mobile phone number in the address book and called.

A moment later, the person at the other end of the conversation connected: "hello."

"Tang Wanxin, how could it be you? Mo Shichen?" Dong yaai asked subconsciously.

Tang Wanxin smiled: "isn't this normal? What's the matter with you calling my husband? Just tell me directly."

Dong yaai snorted coldly, "it's not your turn to decide the Mohist school. You're just a Mohist daughter-in-law who hasn't passed the door."

A moment later, she continued, "where's Mo Shichen? I have something important to find him. If I know it, I'll give him my mobile phone quickly so as not to delay his affairs. You can't afford to compensate."

"I'm the most important thing in his life. If I have something to say, it won't hurt me." Tang Wanxin said unhappily.

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