"Difficult labor? How could it be a difficult labor?"
Du Xuguang was shocked and rushed into the dormitory.
He saw Xu yarong lying on the bed with a blanket over her body. Her legs were propped up high and her round belly was protruding upwards.
Two servants carrying a basin of water were standing at the end of the bed, anxiously and helplessly watching Xu yarong wail in pain on the bed.
"Madam!"
Du Xuguang walked to the bed and saw that Xu yarong's face was already drenched in sweat. The veins on her neck were protruding, and she seemed to be struggling with great difficulty.
"Old ... Master ....... Can't ... Give birth!" Xu yarong said in pain.
"Madam, don't worry. I'll think of a way!" Du Xuguang's face was full of heartache, and he quickly turned to ask Mother Wang, " "What's going on?"
Not only was Mother Wang Xu yarong's personal servant, but she was also a well-known midwife in North Mystic sky and had a lot of profound medical skills.