817, a propitious omen from the heavens, the Kirin brings a child (first update)
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Women in labor must never be surrounded by crying relatives; they must wait until after the baby's cries are heard before they can release their own emotions.
Crying is a form of sadness, and it can bring negativity.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan swallowed back the tears that had already welled up halfway, knowing that at a time like this, she couldn't afford to hold Chu Jin back; she couldn't cry.
Both the elderly Mrs. Mo and Zhao Yan were struggling to restrain their emotions.
Mo Zhixuan stood there, smoking one cigarette after another, the thin smoke veiling his facial expressions, yet unable to mask the tremor in his hands.
Outside the hospital.
The little lolita who had been standing there chatting with Xuanyuan Shangchen was now engaged in combat with a black-robed demon.
It was because of this demon that Chu Jin had experienced complications during labor.
At the moment, the demon was waiting for an opportunity.
A tear of sorrow and despair.