Entering the inner room, Hua Xiangyan helped Yan Feili onto the bed and took off his coat soaked with snow. Seeing the figure he had been hiding, Hua Xiangyan was shocked!
"General Hua… please, please quickly find Doctor Qiu…" Yan Feili gasped for breath, tightly grasping Hua Xiangyan's hand.
A wave of cramping pain surged in his abdomen, causing his grip to tighten painfully.
Hua Xiangyan winced at the pain and grew increasingly alarmed.
"General Yan! What exactly is wrong?" "Quick, quick…" Yan Feili could no longer hold back, feeling something inside struggling fiercely to break free.
"Tell… tell him… my water has broken… uh…" Yan Feili collapsed back onto the bed in agony.
After an unknown amount of time, Hua Xiangyan finally arrived pale-faced, hurriedly bringing Doctor Qiu Ye Yuan.
At that moment, Yan Feili was writhing in unbearable pain on the bed.
Without a word, Qiu Ye Yuan immediately pressed him down to prevent further injury from his thrashing.
"Quick! Hold him still!" Qiu Ye Yuan commanded the already dazed Hua Xiangyan sharply.
"What… what are you doing?" Hua Xiangyan asked, eyes wide, staring at the scissors in Qiu Ye Yuan's hand as he held Yan Feili down.
Qiu Ye Yuan ignored him.
With swift movements, he cut open Yan Feili's pants and spread his legs apart.
He probed inside; the amniotic sac had clearly broken some time ago, and the birth canal was already half open.
Rubbing Yan Feili's belly, he heard his groans and frowned.
"How long has your water been broken?" Yan Feili seemed not to hear, only gasping anxiously.
"General Yan, how long has your water been broken?" Qiu Ye Yuan spread his legs wider and asked again.
At that moment, a sharp shout suddenly rang out inside the room: "What are you doing!"
Turning, they saw Beitang Ao, the Northern Gate leader, standing at the bedroom door with a dark, grim expression.
No one expected the Northern Gate leader, who should have been celebrating the New Year in the main hall, to suddenly appear here silently. Hua Xiangyan panicked, unsure how to explain the situation.
But Qiu Ye Yuan remained unusually calm.
"Leader Beitang, we are delivering General Yan's baby!" "What?" Beitang Ao's beautiful eyes widened in shock.
His expression of shock was the same as Hua Xiangyan's when he first heard the news, only his reaction was much quicker.
His gaze immediately moved from Yan Feili's widely spread legs upward, seeing his unusually swollen abdomen undulating visibly.
Looking further up, he saw Yan Feili's pale face drenched in sweat, his consciousness hazy, hands tightly gripping Hua Xiangyan's arms to hold himself down.
Beitang Ao's expression was a mix of surprise and doubt, but he quickly composed himself and approached the bedside.
Though already somewhat dazed from the pain, Yan Feili suddenly became alert upon hearing Beitang Ao's voice, lifting his head to see the leader standing there with a complicated expression.
"Leader…" Startled by his own hoarse, broken voice, Yan Feili suddenly realized how disheveled he looked.
"No, no…" He moaned in pain, struggling in vain, panic-stricken.
No what? Was it that he didn't want Qiu Ye Yuan's painful rubbing on his abdomen, or that he didn't want the leader to see him like this?
Qiu Ye Yuan didn't care. As a doctor, he only knew the most important thing now was to get the baby out quickly.
The fetus had already descended to the birth canal and seemed about to be born soon.
Seeing Yan Feili's entire body soaked and cold, he told Hua Xiangyan, "Tie his hands, help him change into dry clothes, then boil some water."
Hua Xiangyan blankly took the cloth strips Qiu Ye Yuan threw him, at a loss for what to do.
Beitang Ao walked over, snatched the cloth strips, and coldly said, "Didn't you hear me? Hurry and boil the water!" Hua Xiangyan was startled by the fierce look in Beitang Ao's eyes and quickly let go of Yan Feili, stepping back.
"Wait!" Beitang Ao stared at Hua Xiangyan. "Watch the bamboo garden outside. No one is allowed in!"
