"Hmm." Zhouzhou nodded vigorously, indicating he was happy.
"Then, is it okay if your sister stays with you in the future?" Song Ziyi asked again.
Zhouzhou didn't quite understand what Song Ziyi meant; he just thought it meant taking care of his sister. So he nodded earnestly and promised, "I will take good care of my sister!"
The elders, upon hearing Zhouzhou's serious response, couldn't help but laugh, all except Ji Yunting, who kept a stern face, obviously not pleased.
But he could see that Song Ziyi was very uncomfortable right now, constantly talking to distract herself, so he couldn't say anything that would make her unhappy.
He couldn't alleviate Song Ziyi's physical pain, so the least he could do was ensure she wasn't emotionally distressed as well.
After a while, the doctor came to check on Song Ziyi's condition again and then said, "The expectant mother can enter the delivery room now."
