Qin Ye was panicking beyond belief; he even felt somewhat at a loss. Fortunately, after a few seconds, he calmed down.
"Wife, don't move, lie down. I'll go wake Mother and have her bring our things; we're going to the hospital now."
"Mhm..." Rong Yan, suffering from intermittent searing pain in her abdomen, was already in no mood to talk.
After putting on his shoes, Qin Ye dashed out quickly.
Meanwhile, as soon as she saw him leave, Rong Yan grimly bore the pain and started dressing herself.
After leaving, Qin Ye went straight to his parents-in-law's door and knocked.
"Mother, please come out; Yanyan is about to give birth..."
Madam Rong was a light sleeper these days, so as soon as she heard the knocking and her son-in-law's words, she immediately woke up startled and sat up.
She also woke her husband, Old Rong.
"Old Rong, wake up quickly... Our Yanyan is about to give birth..."
Rong Wenming instantly opened his eyes upon hearing this.
