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It hurts, it hurts so badly it tears my heart apart.

It felt as if my body was being torn into a million pieces, then stitched back together with rusty steel needles, only to be torn apart again, stitched up, torn apart once more…

An indescribable pain overwhelmed Qin Song. She could no longer feel her own existence; she only felt pain, pain so intense that she wanted to die.

"Hold on tighter, grip my hand tighter!!"

"Hang in there, the epidural has been administered, and the pain will subside in a little while!"

The doctor's words echoed vaguely in Qin Song's ears. Unable to think clearly, he could only follow the doctor's instructions in a daze.

She didn't know when she was given the epidural, or where the baby was in the delivery room. All she felt was pain, and all she wanted to do was run away.

"Push harder!!!"

"Take a deep breath, keep taking deep breaths!!"

The doctor's shouts came one after another, and Qin Song gritted his teeth, using almost all the strength he had ever had in his life.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"It hurts so much!!! I never want to have another child!!!"

"Pei Xingzhi, you bastard!! When I get out of here, I'm going to beat you up!"

She cursed as she gave birth, and after what seemed like an eternity, she finally felt less pain.

"Come out, come out!"

"The baby is out!!"

Qin Song was still in a daze when he suddenly heard the doctor at his feet shout excitedly.

"Hmm?" She weakly opened her eyes, searching aimlessly on the ceiling. "The baby's out? Where is it?"

"Wow...wow..."

The answer she received was the cry of a baby.

Her brow twitched, and her scattered consciousness instantly returned, her cloudy eyes becoming clear again.

"My child..." She struggled to raise a hand, trembling as she reached it into the air, "Let me see my child..."

"The baby is here." The doctor carried the baby over and placed the swaddled infant next to Qin Song. "It weighs five pounds and six ounces. It's a boy. The initial examination shows no problems."

"It's good that there are no problems..." Qin Song breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully looked at the little guy who had taken half her life out of her pain.

"He's so small..." Looking at the little guy's body, which was only the size of two palms, Qin Song frowned and didn't even dare to touch him.

The doctor stood to the side and said with a smile, "Newborn babies are all so small. Come on, Mom, touch his face and feel his temperature."

"I dare not." Qin Song shook his head repeatedly. "This little thing is too small. I'm afraid he'll hurt it if he touches it too much."

"It won't break." The doctor took Qin Song's hand and led her to touch the little one's face.

A newborn baby is more delicate than tofu. Qin Song couldn't feel anything, only that the baby was very soft and small.

"So cute..." Qin Song looked at his face and unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth. "Don't they say that newborn babies are all wrinkled like little old men? Why isn't he wrinkled much?"

The doctor patiently explained to her, "It depends on the situation; not all babies are wrinkled when they are first born."

"Oh..." Qin Song nodded, and after saying that one word, his head slumped back onto the pillow, and his eyelids drooped down.

The doctor gently picked up the child and turned to walk towards the door.

"Wow—"

The dark green door was pushed open from the inside, and the midwife came out carrying the baby.

Pei Xingzhi strode forward and was the first to stand in front of the doctor.

The doctor smiled and showed him the baby: "Five pounds and six ounces, it's a boy, and the initial examination shows no problems."

"Wow, what an adorable child..."

Pei Lingxuan and the others stood around, all peering into the swaddling clothes at the little one.

"Mom and Dad, look!" Xie Mingyi looked at the little guy's face with red eyes, his voice clearly choked with emotion. "This is Zhaozhao's child."

"I see him." Lao Jiakou nodded while wiping away tears. "This is Zhaozhao's child, our grandson."

"Mom, have you seen your grandson?" Pei Lingxuan asked excitedly.

Pei's mother laughed and cried at the same time: "I see, this child is so good-looking, he looks just like Xiao Song."

Jiang Mian: "He looks just like his father; their nose and mouth are practically identical."

"Daddy, hold him for a bit." The doctor placed the little guy in Pei Xingzhi's arms. Pei Xingzhi carefully took him, touched the little guy's face briefly, and then handed him to his mother.

"Doctor, where is my wife?" he asked, his voice trembling as he grabbed the doctor's arm.

The doctor turned around and pointed to the delivery room: "Your wife is doing well, she'll be out soon."

No sooner had he finished speaking than another doctor pushed out a hospital bed and brought out Qin Song, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

"Xiao Song!!"

Pei Xingzhi rushed forward and hurriedly and carefully reached Qin Song's bedside.

Qin Song closed his eyes weakly, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his forehead was covered with messy hair that was wet with sweat.

"Xiao Song." When Pei Xingzhi saw her like this, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, with waves of burning pain.

“Xiao Song…” He reached out and gently stroked Qin Song’s face, but as soon as he blinked, tears started falling down his face.

Hot tears fell onto Qin Song's cheeks. Qin Song's eyelashes trembled, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Xiao Song..." It felt like there was a piece of soaked cotton stuck in his throat, the cotton fibers heavily blocking it, making every word Pei Xingzhi utter choked and unpleasant.

"Xiao Song, thank you for your hard work."

"Hmph..." Qin Song pouted unhappily and glared at him fiercely.

The doctor was amused by her and couldn't help but pry into her past: "Sir, you'd better treat your wife better in the future, or she might give you a good beating."

“…Huh?” Pei Xingzhi was a little confused.

Seeing that he didn't understand, the doctor decided to explain it to him properly.

"Just now in the delivery room, your wife..."

"Ehehehehe——"

In front of so many people, Qin Song was too embarrassed to let Pei Xingzhi know that she was giving birth and cursing him inside, so she kept babbling incoherently and interrupting the doctor.

"I want to sleep, hurry up and push me to the cafeteria!"

"……what?"

Everyone outside the delivery room was stunned by her.

"..."

She stopped talking and just closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Pei Xingzhi looked at her, and a slight smile finally appeared on his face.

"Go to sleep." He leaned down and gently kissed Qin Song's forehead.

"Big Flower..."

"Xiao Song?"

Only then did the few onlookers dare to step forward.

"Big Flower, are you alright?" Jiang Mian asked, bending down.

Qin Song opened his eyes and smiled at the group of people: "I'm fine."

“Xiao Song.” Pei’s mother hugged the child, laughing and crying at the same time, “Xiao Song, you’ve worked so hard.”

Qin Song raised his hand and patted the back of her hand, saying softly, "Although this is a bit immodest, I still want to say that giving birth is indeed hard work."

"Sister-in-law!" Pei Lingxuan took the opportunity to grab her hand, bent down and rubbed her face against the back of her hand.

Qin Song: "Xiao Xuan, from now on, your nephew will be in your care."

"No problem!" Pei Lingxuan declared loudly, "I will become the most competent Dehua in Yuncheng!"

"Zhao... Xiao Song." Xie Mingyi stood at the foot of the bed and called out Qin Song's name nervously.

Qin Song turned his head upon hearing the sound, and only then did he notice him and the Xie family members behind him.

“Brother Xie…” Her eyes, which she had been trying to open wide, trembled slightly. “Auntie, Uncle, and Huanhuan… you’ve all come.”