The corridor outside the delivery room was crowded with people, eyes fixed on the glass door, fervently hoping to hear any sound from inside.
Zhang Guoqing, usually smiling, had a serious expression, lips tightly pursed. In the scorching early July summer, he felt no heat, only a chill within.
Yesterday, summer vacation had just begun, allowing Zhang Guoqing to finally relax a bit. He returned to the Big Courtyard with Zhou Jiao and promptly took the advice of Mother Zhang, moving with his parents and the midwife into a small courtyard in the alley.
Who could have expected that after everything was settled, just when he planned to let Zhou Jiao rest leading up to the due date, she started bleeding unexpectedly in less than a day.
Zhang Guoqing questioned if it was his fault. He shouldn't have taken his wife back to the Big Courtyard, no matter how slow the car drove, there would still be bumps.
