It seemed that all of Lian's thoughts revolved around his mother, his usual liveliness and cheerful laugh were nowhere to be seen on his little face.
They met in the lobby and then rushed to the delivery room on the third floor.
It's not eight o'clock yet.
In the corridor outside the delivery room, a tall and straight figure stood with his hands behind his back.
Lilia had been sent in for half an hour, but there was no news yet.
When James stepped out of the elevator, he immediately rushed forward and asked, "How is her condition? Does she need a long time?"
"She should be fine!"
James looked anxiously at the delivery room. "How could Lilia have such sudden contractions? Isn't her due date still a few weeks away?"