Mingshen handed the wailing baby boy to Bojing. "Wash him up and cover in a blanket."
Bojing slightly trembled as he held the child in his arms. The cute dumpling was crying with all his might, bringing tears to Bojing's eyes as well.
Mingshen scowled. "Cry your tears later. Get to your work. The second one is coming!"
Bojing sniffled and nodded hard.
Lihua was dead tired. Her headache and neck were sweaty. Pushing one baby out of her felt like somebody sucked her soul. She had no more strength as she was taking deep, tired breaths.
Wei was constantly rubbing the back of her hand, his own hand trembling. He couldn't watch the unbearable pain Lihua was going through and she had to do this twice, not once.
"I am here with you. It's just a little more…" he whispered in his soothing tone.
Lihua's chest heaved with breathlessness, and she found the strength in his words. She was already on the verge of fainting, but she had to just give one more push.
