Having never experienced such a thing before, and not knowing much about women giving birth, Xuanyuan Moze's heart tightened when he heard Fan Lin say that he had to eat even if he couldn't eat. Because of nervousness, his face turned pale, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
Fengjiu was stroking her belly, thinking that the baby would probably be born tonight, when she heard heavy breathing. She was startled, turned around, and was stunned.
"Ze? What's wrong with you?" She was anxious and walked forward quickly.
"Master, slow down, slow down." Qin Xin and Leng Shuang were startled and hurried to support her, fearing that she would fall if she walked too fast.
Xuanyuan Moze only felt that his heart was beating very fast, as if it had lost its regularity, and his breathing became difficult. He covered his chest with one hand, took a deep breath, and calmed his overly nervous mood.
Fengjiu had already come to his side and put her hand on his pulse to check. After checking, a look of surprise appeared on her face, and then she burst into laughter.
“Hahahahaha… Ouch!”
When she smiled, her stomach started to ache again. She hissed and quickly went to sit down beside the bed.
"It hurts again? Is there no painkiller I can take?"
When Xuanyuan Moze saw that she was holding her stomach and her face turned pale because of the pain, his heart tightened. He was so nervous and worried that cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his face turned pale.
Seeing this, Fengjiu felt both pain and laughter. She endured it and patted his hands, comforting him with a look of laughter and pain: "Don't, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm fine."
It can be seen that his face was still pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead was dripping like beads of beans. Fengjiu couldn't help but suppress her smile, and asked while enduring the pain in her stomach: "Ze, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
As she spoke, she wanted to feel his pulse again. Clearly, when she felt his pulse just now, she found that he was too nervous, so why didn't he look any better now, but his face became even paler
Xuanyuan Moze sat in a wheelchair, his body trembling slightly. He looked pale as if he was trying to hold back something. Seeing Fengjiu reaching out to feel his pulse, he held her hand and said in a strange voice, "I, I seem to have a stomachache..."
"ah?"
Fengjiu widened her eyes in astonishment, looking at the way he was trying to hold back his emotions, his pale face and the cold sweat on his forehead, which was even worse than her current condition. She couldn't help but blink and looked at him in a daze.
Seeing this, Qin Xin said, "Maybe he has an upset stomach? How about letting Fan Lin come in to take a look?"
"I haven't eaten this morning. It's the same thing I ate last night. I guess I have a stomachache." Fengjiu said after she took a breath. Because of the pain in her stomach and seeing Xuanyuan Moze like this, she wanted to laugh but couldn't because of the pain. The alternation of these two expressions made her look extremely strange.
"What's the situation with Lord Yan?" Qin Xin asked puzzledly.
Feng Jiu hissed, then grinned at the pale Xuanyuan Moze, "He was too nervous, and it caused him psychological pain."