"Wah..."
As the sound of a baby's cry echoed in the delivery room, all the medical staff let out a heavy sigh of relief.
A safe birth, mother and children are safe.
"Eldest Young Master, Young Madam, congratulations, they are two little young masters." A nurse brought the children to Shen Li.
Half awake and half asleep, Shen Li felt utterly exhausted. She glanced to her left, then to her right, and it seemed the strength returned to her, prompting her to say, "Place them by my side."
Her children, her little treasures. Ten months of pregnancy, the painful struggles in the delivery room, now seemed all worthwhile.
"Young Madam, you are still too weak," the nurse said with a smile, "You need to rest, after resting well, you'll have the strength to hold the little young masters."
"You need to rest," said Huo Siyu, who had been beside Shen Li all along, witnessing her ordeal during childbirth.
"I still want to hold them," Shen Li said, her voice sounding exceptionally weak.
