The delicate and soft educated youth is too tempting, and she is so spoiled by the rough man that sh

Zhou Xiaolan was stunned, and even He Cuicui, who was lying on the ox cart, regained some strength.

Sitting on the ox cart again, He Cuicui even started a conversation with Wen Ran. Her eyes were full of envy. "I didn't expect that you, such a small person, could be so capable."

"I was born with great strength," Wen Ran frowned, "Are you okay?"

He Cuicui nodded and gave a weak smile, "Not bad."

The captain driving the ox cart was still in shock and kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief. "Luckily, we heard you just now and asked you to come with us. Otherwise, if we had encountered this on the way, we would have been..."

"Uncle, next time we go out, we have to go out together during the day."

"Yeah, yeah," the captain nodded hurriedly, "Don't worry, I know."

Perhaps it was Wen Ran's calmness that gave He Cuicui some strength, and she managed to make it to the county town.

As soon as they arrived at the hospital, the team leader rushed in. Wen Ran jumped off the ox cart and said succinctly, "Aunt Xiaolan, you stay here and watch the ox cart. I'll take her in."

"Huh? How..."

Zhou Xiaolan swallowed the rest of her words after she had said half of them.

Wen Ran bent down slightly and easily picked up Princess He Cuicui. Even then, he didn't forget to adjust his posture. "Will this press on your stomach?"

"will not."

In fact, He Cuicui was not sure either, her stomach was really aching.

Wen Ran ran all the way holding He Cuicui, and met the nurse and doctor rushing out halfway.

Wen Ran didn't waste any words, "Where is the delivery room?"

Everyone looked at each other, but it was the strange older brother who remained calm and said, "Follow me."

Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the door of the delivery room close. However, she felt wet and sticky all over. She looked down and saw that her lower abdomen was soaked with blood.

It was a deep red, quite glaring.

The captain's legs were weak and he was trembling. "Well, wait here. I'll go out and settle the cows."

"Row."

Within five minutes, Zhou Xiaolan hurried over and asked in a trembling voice, "Is she in now?"

"I went in." The door to the delivery room was tightly closed, with four large red characters on it: "No Trespassing." This made Wen Ran feel a little anxious. "There's no news yet."

But, at times like this, no news is the best news.

"She's having a difficult labor, and the fetus is in an abnormal position," a female doctor with bloody hands came out. "The family should be mentally prepared."

Zhou Xiaolan burst into tears, "What are you preparing for? I just want my daughter! I'm not going to have a baby! We're not going to have one!"

She rushed in headfirst, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Cui, I don't want to have any more children. I don't want anything else. I only want you! Cui!"

Wen Ran hugged Zhou Xiaolan and remained calm, "At this time, saving people is the most important thing."

The female doctor glanced at Zhou Xiaolan and sighed, "We will do our best."

A young nurse came out and gave Zhou Xiaolan a piece of paper to sign.

Zhou Xiaolan's hands were shaking. After everyone left, she leaned against the ground in despair and whispered, "Xiao Wen Zhiqing, I regret this."

"Auntie."

She and Zhou Xiaolan didn't have much contact on a daily basis, and out of the blue, she said she regretted it. Wen Ran really didn't know what she was regretting.

After pondering for a while, she whispered comfortingly: "Aunt, don't worry, Cuicui will surely turn the danger into safety, and both mother and child will be safe."

"Wow, wow, wow," Zhou Xiaolan hugged her knees and cried.

Later, through her intermittent narration, Wen Ran finally understood why Zhou Xiaolan was so regretful.

He Cuicui is two years older than Wen Ran. Three years ago, He Cuicui was attending high school in the county town and was dating a little boy from a worker's family.

Zhou Xiaolan was also happy at first. She had spent her whole life working hard in the fields and didn't want her daughter to repeat her mistakes.

But when it was time to talk about marriage, there was no movement from the man.

Later, Zhou Xiaolan met the boy's parents, who had a very stern attitude. Not only did they look down on her daughter, they were even unwilling to give her a little face.

In a fit of anger, Zhou Xiaolan asked the two to break off contact and turned around to introduce a little boy named Liu, Liu Chao.

After three years of marriage, He Cuicui's life may not be extremely happy, but at least it is sweet.

But ever since she became pregnant and confirmed that she was carrying a girl, the Liu family changed their attitude. This time, He Cuicui's difficult delivery was also closely related to the Liu family.

If Zhou Xiaolan hadn't gone to see her daughter out of boredom, she would have had no idea that her daughter was on the verge of life and death.

"I regret it. I should have let her marry that boy. At least, at least..."

"Alright, Auntie," Wen Ran whispered soothingly, "No one has foresight. They just do things perfectly. Besides, when we first met, there wasn't anything wrong with Liu Chao.

On the other hand, that male classmate's family is so difficult to get along with. Even if I marry him, I will have to endure the bullying and shed tears every day. What's the point?"

"But……"

"Auntie, there's nothing to worry about. They're all shit. Comparing them won't change their nature. So, do we have to compare which piece of shit is stinkier?"

Zhou Xiaolan: “?”

She was stunned. She never expected that these words would come out of Wen Ran's mouth.

The key is, after thinking about it, it seems that they are all right.

Before Zhou Xiaolan could think further, the sound of a baby crying suddenly came from the delivery room.

It's the joy of a new life, but...

There was no more movement inside.

The young nurse came out holding the weakly crying baby, smiling brightly, "Congratulations, it's a boy, weighing 4.82 catties."

Zhou Xiaolan didn't reach out to take it. She stared blankly at the white swaddling clothes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

After a while, he trembled his lips and said, "I, I didn't ask for a small one, I asked for a big one."

Where is her daughter?

Why is there no movement?

Zhou Xiaolan trembled and held onto the wall, holding on to her breath as she walked inside. "I, I have to go see my daughter. I have to see my daughter."

Little nurse: “?”

She was a little confused, "What are you looking at her for?"

Zhou Xiaolan was desperate. "My daughter is gone, can't I even take a look at her?"

The young nurse: "...Um, is there a possibility that she was just too tired from giving birth and fell asleep?"

Zhou Xiaolan: “?”

Wen Ran: “?”

To be honest, based on the atmosphere just now, she also thought He Cuicui was gone.

"What?"

Zhou Xiaolan's heart couldn't bear the extreme joy and sorrow. She slumped to the ground and looked at the nurse with a silly smile, "Is my daughter okay?"

"It's not all right," the nurse sighed as she handed the swaddling clothes to Zhou Xiaolan. "She suffered a difficult birth this time and it's hard for her to have children in the future."

She squatted down, her eyes filled with pity and relief, "Fortunately, the baby born this time is a boy."

Country people attach too much importance to their offspring.

If you don’t have a son, you will never be able to hold your head high in your life.