When Qiao Yaozu's nerves were pulled to the extreme, his head seemed to explode with a loud bang.

The scene of his childhood flashed back to his mind.

Qiao Yaozu looked up with a pale face as if he had been frozen to death in the freezing room.

Staring at the Qiao Shaoting, he said, "I choose my wife."

Qiao Shaoting didn't say a word.

He picked up the phone and hung up.

Although Qiao Yaozu didn't say anything on the phone, Bai Xiaoru seemed to be immersed in her own world. She kept muttering to herself until she heard the sound of hanging up.

She was shocked.

The voice was like a pair of invisible hands pulling her back to reality.

She looked at the phone in confusion and asked, "Will Mr. Qiao come?"

It was just a question, but it made others feel deep sadness,

The doctor and nurses turned around with flushed eyes.

Old Mrs. Qiao was stunned.

After a while, she said, "It doesn't matter whether he comes or not. Focus on giving birth to the baby. As long as the baby is born, you will be well treated."

Bai Xiaoru remained silent.

She looked at the ceiling blankly.

The labor pains were still coming, but she seemed to be unable to feel them.

She just stared at the ceiling with her eyes.

From Old Mrs. Qiao's perspective, it was somewhat appalling.

She became more anxious.

What's wrong with Yaozu?

When she asked him not to look for Bai Xiaoru, he had never listened to her.

Now, she asked him to come to see that woman. However, he refused.

"Go and see what's wrong with her now! How many fingers have been seen?" Old Mrs. Qiao urged the doctor again.

The doctor immediately came forward and examined Bai Xiaoru.

"Old Mrs. Qiao, it's already seven fingers." After the examination, the doctor became happy.

Surprise flashed across Old Mrs. Qiao's face. "Seven fingers. That's great! She can go to the delivery room now."

Bai Xiaoru was supposed to enter the delivery room with the help of doctors and nurses.

But judging from the current situation, she wouldn't be willing to leave, so the doctor and several nurses worked together to carry her into the delivery room.

Fortunately, although Bai Xiaoru was pregnant, she was thin and light. It was easy to lift her.

When they arrived at the delivery room, the doctor asked Bai Xiaoru to breathe hard.

"Miss Bai, breathe with me. Seven fingers can be seen now. Come on!" The doctor encouraged Bai Xiaoru.

Bai Xiaoru seemed not to hear her words.

After entering the delivery room, she didn't stare at the ceiling but at her belly.

She had a big belly.

It was like a huge balloon that was easy to break, just like the human heart.

Even though she had gone through so many things and looked invincible, she was still so fragile that she could not withstand a single blow. Her heart broke into pieces after a light stab.

"Miss Bai, come on! It's already nine fingers."

The doctor's words came to her ears again.

At this time, a great pain, as if crushing over his body, rushed towards Bai Xiaoru.

The pain was so strong that Bai Xiaoru cried out.

She grabbed the handrail of the bed tightly with sweat on her forehead.

"Ah!" she shouted.

The doctor said, "Miss Bai, come on! The baby is about to come out. Follow me to breathe. Come on!"

Bai Xiaoru wanted to breathe hard and cheer up, but for some reason, Qiao Yaozu's figure flashed through her mind.

All of a sudden, she lost all her strength, leaving only endless sadness.

"Miss Bai, come on!" The doctor was so anxious that sweat came out from her forehead.

Blue veins stood out on Bai Xiaoru's hands holding the handrail.

She also wanted to cheer up.

But she had no strength at all.

The doctor found that Bai Xiaoru was exhausted.

She had no choice but to press her belly to help the birth of the baby.

Her move made Bai Xiaoru even more painful.

She wanted to curl up subconsciously, but the nurse held her legs tightly.

"Hold on! The baby's head is coming out."

It seemed that something in Bai Xiaoru's body was falling desperately, and at the same time, the pain was fading away little by little.

At the last moment, the pain was gone, and she felt that her body had become empty.

A loud baby's cry came.

At the same time, the door of the delivery room was pushed open.

Old Mrs. Qiao couldn't wait to come in.

When the nurse saw Old Mrs. Qiao come in, she immediately took the boy to her and said, "Old Mrs. Qiao, it's a boy."

Old Mrs. Qiao smiled brightly with wrinkles on her face.

"He is Yaozu's son and my great-grandson."

Hearing the baby's cry and Old Mrs. Qiao's happy words, Bai Xiaoru tried to open her eyes wide.

She turned her head in the direction of Old Mrs. Qiao.

She wanted to see what her baby looked like.

But her pupils seemed to have lost focus, and her baby could not be seen clearly.

Finally, Old Mrs. Qiao carried the baby to Bai Xiaoru.

She said, "Look, this is your child."

If it weren't for the way Bai Xiaoru talked to her phone just now, Old Mrs. Qiao would never have taken the child to her.

Bai Xiaoru stared at the baby.

Her eyes, nose, and mouth looked much like Qiao Yaozu's.

Thinking of him, she felt heartbroken.

She shouldn't blame Mr. Qiao.

It was all her fault.

She was just a humble servant, but she still had an unrealistic dream that she shouldn't have.

In a trance, the scene of class in her childhood appeared again.

She was born to be the servant, and at that time, the North had not been reformed. As a servant like them, they were born to be inferior. Even if they went to school, they were different from ordinary children. They had to receive education as servants since childhood.

The teacher who taught them was very strict and looked down upon children from low-level families. Every time they were taught, he would say, "You should remember that you are born to be servants. It's your duty to serve the master. You will be humble all your lives. This will never change."

The sky gradually darkened like a huge black cloth covering the entire city.

Old Mrs. Qiao finally came back.

Although she looked tired, she was overjoyed.

She came to Qiao Shaoting and told him that Bai Xiaoru had given birth to a boy.

Qiao Shaoting didn't make any response because it was in his expectations.