"Cheng'er, stop hovering around me, you're making me dizzy." Mrs. Xia said, "Events like this are like going to war, you need to be calm and steady, like a mountain."
"But, Mother, during a battle, I can personally command and join the fight; everything is under my control," Xia Guangcheng said. "However, with Yu'er giving birth, watching her suffer through the pain, I can't help even a little bit, it really makes me feel powerless."
"Oh you..."
Mrs. Xia smiled wryly and had no choice but to comfort him: "It's alright, Yu'er will be fine. I already prayed to Buddha for protection, and I'll offer oil to Buddha later."
"Which Buddha will ensure Yu'er has a smooth delivery?" Xia Guangcheng said, "I'll go and pray as well."
Mrs. Xia looked at her son helplessly: He's exactly the type to pray to Buddha at the last minute!
"Just stay here and watch quietly, don't move around, Buddha is watching."
Inside the room, the midwife observed Xiao Chunyu's labor progress.
