C314 The pain of childbirth

She was struggling, twisting.

The right arm that I held in my palm was cold and stiff, and still trembling slightly.

A few aunts were constantly shouting in her ears, encouraging her to use more strength – as long as she used more strength, everything would be fine …

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Cai Yan's face was ashen, but it was boiling hot