Feng Qingtian's expression tightened. He gripped her waist and asked, "Lulu, are you going into labor?"
Gu Bailu's eyes widened. "Ah… It wasn't because of your dark cuisine? Ah… I might really be going into labor."
Feng Qingtian shouted, "Get the midwives here!"
The guards in the room immediately started moving.
Picking Gu Bailu up, Feng Qingtian ran to the delivery room, which had been set up next to the bedroom in case Gu Bailu suddenly went into labor.
Gu Bailu's stomach hurt more and more. It hurt as bad as constipation. No, it was a hundred times worse.
She grabbed Feng Qingtian's arm and cried, "Why is it so painful to have a baby? I should've had a C-section!"
If Xiao Xiao was around, she could definitely get a C-section.
She had heard that a baby couldn't be born until the cervix was dilated to a certain point, and sometimes it took a whole day and night before that happened.
She would die of pain.