Chapter 9

In the seventh month of Vivian's pregnancy, something happened. She had been eating without restraint for a long time, which had been a heavy burden on her body. She began experiencing intense pain in the middle of the night, and she broke out in a cold sweat as she lay curled up in bed. "Honey… My stomach… I think I might be giving birth—" She grabbed my hand, and the tips of her fingers felt as cold as ice. "Don't be scared. Let's go to the hospital right now!" I helped her up, sounding anxious. However, I moved at a measured pace. On the way to the hospital, Vivian was very pale from the pain. However, she did not forget to instruct me haltingly. "I want… I want a C-section… I've heard that a natural birth is far too painful…" "Alright. Whatever you want." I patted her comfortingly on the back. When we got to the hospital, a nurse came to wheel her into the delivery room. Just before she went in, Vivian gripped the railings on the bed weakly and reiterated. "You must let