Chapter 4330
It’s said that childbirth is a level-10 pain experience.
“It hurts, but it’ll be over once the baby is born,” Audrey said, trying her best to comfort her.
“Maybe we should go with a C-section,” Zhan Yin suggested, distressed by how much pain Haitong was in. His heart ached every time she said it hurt.
He wished he could bear the pain in her place.
“No C-section. The doctor said everything is normal, and I’m fit for a natural birth.”
Haitong didn’t want surgery—recovery from a C-section was slower and more taxing on the body.
She’d have to stay in the hospital for at least a week after the procedure.
Having already been admitted early to prepare for labor, she was eager to go home.
Natural births usually allowed for quicker discharge, just like Xiaojun, who was released after two or three days.
The elders also said natural birth was better.
She was determined to try for a natural delivery first; only if it didn’t go well would she consider a C-section.
Bah, bah, bah—everything would go smoothly! No need for surgery!
Audrey agreed, “Let’s try for a natural birth first. It’s better for both mom and baby.”
“It’s your first child, so don’t rush it. When I gave birth to your older cousin, I was in labor for three days and three nights before delivering.”
Haitong cried out, “I’m not going to be in pain for three whole days and nights, am I?”
“No, not everyone takes that long. Some women feel pain at noon and give birth by evening. It might only take a few hours.”
Audrey tried to reassure her.
Haitong recalled how her sister was in pain for an entire day and night while giving birth to Yangyang.
She immediately prayed silently that her own baby wouldn’t torment her and that she wouldn’t have to suffer so long before giving birth.
Thankfully, she didn’t. Around six in the evening, Haitong delivered a healthy seven-pound baby boy. Both mother and child were safe.
Zhan Yin stayed by her side the entire time.
Unlike Su Nan, he didn’t faint during the delivery.
But when he came out of the delivery room, his face was as white as paper—paler than Haitong’s.
But when Zhan Yin stepped out of the delivery room, his face was as pale as paper—worse than Haitong’s.
As soon as he came out, his second and third brothers rushed to support him. They were afraid their usually calm and capable eldest brother might collapse from shock like Su Nan had.
“I’m fine,” Zhan Yin said, brushing off their help.
“Your sister-in-law and the baby are both safe.”
Zhan Yin spoke softly, his voice still shaky.
Zhan Yichen quickly echoed, “The doctor confirmed it—both mom and baby are safe. Don’t worry, big brother.”
“Come sit down and rest a bit. You look awful. Honestly, sister-in-law looks better than you do right now.”
Meanwhile, Haitong had been moved to the postpartum lounge, where she was surrounded by the family’s female elders, all fussing over her recovery.
“Where’s Ayin?”
Despite the lingering pain, Haitong’s heart was filled with joy. Not seeing her husband with her made her uneasy.
“Ayin didn’t faint, did he?”
He hadn’t fainted in the delivery room.
Haitong had been in too much pain to notice his expression at the time. She only remembered biting his hand during a particularly painful contraction.
He must’ve been hurting, too.
She’d been surprisingly strong.
“He’s outside,” one of the elders replied. “Don’t worry, he didn’t faint. Second and third brother are watching over him. He’s just resting for a bit—his face is even worse than yours.”
The old lady sat beside Haitong’s bed, looking lovingly at her and the baby boy lying peacefully at her side.
Though newborns aren’t typically considered cute, Haitong thought her son was adorable.
And the doctors and nurses had all agreed—her baby looked just like her.