Is Xiaoxiu coming?
The night was destined to be extraordinary. The couple drove to the hospital at three in the morning, tripling the salary of the obstetrician to get her to work overtime.
Upon reaching the ultrasound room, the lady suddenly became very nervous, but she looked quite composed, even more so than when Yan Shixiu's handmade dolls had first been discovered.
"Madam, come in, just lie down."
"Yan Shixiu," Shi Lan faltered, looking up at Yan Shixiu.
"Hmm," Yan Shixiu responded solemnly. Then, he embraced the lady, kissing her on the forehead, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Shi Lan closed her eyes, feeling Yan Shixiu's body heat, which finally calmed her down. She then lifted the curtain and lay on the examination table.
As the cold instrument moved across her abdomen, Shi Lan's mind went blank, her eyes fixed on the screen on the wall, afraid of missing any important information.
"Madam, congratulations, you're going to be a mother."
Shi Lan: "..."
