the car finally drove back to the original place. The enthusiastic citizens helped Zhou Xiaoan into the car, and Xia Xiaoxian took her to the back of the car. Seeing the big sweat beads on her forehead sliding down, Xia Xiaoxian kept holding her hand tightly and comforted her: "xiao'an, it's OK. Don't worry, it'll be soon. The child will be OK."

Zhou Xiaoan's fingernails were pinched deeply into Xia Xiaoxian's palms. The huge spasm controlled all her nerves and cells. The pain in her lower abdomen became more and more frequent, as if she wanted to tear open her waist. She felt that her body was about to break...