Inside the house, only three people remained. The woman had been acting crazily and foolishly for so long, and even if she was pretending, she had still put in some effort into her appearance. The sour stench lingered around.
Luckily, the broken house was drafty on all sides, so it wasn't to the point of making one nauseous.
Chen Muxue attempted to move her limbs. The pain from before came quickly and left just as fast. The intense pain that had taken her by surprise had now transformed into a soreness similar to lactic acid buildup after exercise. If she moved carefully instead of forcefully, she could still move.
So Chen Muxue sat up, wanting to meditate or something, to see if it could help further alleviate the discomfort.
This action, however, frightened Lin Qing. Having heard Chen Muxue's screams earlier, he was left with quite a few mental scars. He thought that if a woman screamed more terribly during childbirth, he probably wouldn't be willing to have kids.
