Hana actually was still three weeks away from her due date. However, for some reason, she actually had signs of premature labor. After all, Hana was having a geriatric pregnancy, so she was at an advanced maternal age.
"Hana, Hana!" Zayn called out anxiously. "Is it very painful? Are you really going into labor?"
Hana was in so much pain that she could not straighten her back anymore. "I...this is my second pregnancy. I have experience and I am in labor. Zayn, hurry...quickly get me to the hospital, quick!"
"Alright!" Zayn immediately carried Hana in his arms and headed out.
Nigel, who was at the door, had already opened the door. After Zayn went down, the large number of people in Sabrina's house also followed him to the hospital. Even Louie, who was only eight months old, was brought to the hospital as well.
Everyone was anxiously waiting outside of the delivery room and nobody dared to say anything. Only the little child, Louie, was babbling inside the stroller. Time was flashing by but at the same time, passing very slowly. They had already been suffering for almost five hours, but Hana still had not delivered the baby. The people, who were standing and waiting outside, even heard the midwife shouting inside the
delivery room.
"Push! Push harder!"
"Gosh...the pregnant lady's age is slightly advanced, she can't exert any strength anymore. What should we do? Half of the baby's head has emerged," said one of the midwives anxiously.
"What to do? Ask her family if they want to save the adult or the child?"
Zayn vaguely heard such words inside the delivery room and he broke down. He squatted outside the delivery room and cried while cowering.
Sabrina stood in front of Zayn and felt very sorry for him. "Zayn! You have to stay stronger. You can't cry at a moment like this! You are the mainstay for your wife and child! Zayn, you have to stay strong!"
The door to the delivery room opened. A midwife emerged. "The lady is having a difficult delivery.
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