When Changqing gave birth to Luo Yan's brothers, it was time to be sent to work. When Mr. Luo saw someone, Luo Yan and the others could run away all over the ground.

"The expert will come here soon, don't worry."

The special assistant pulled Mr. Luo to sit down.

Seeing Mr. Luo staring at the indicator light at the door for a moment, he sighed softly.

It seems that if Lin Miao doesn't come out, he won't go back.

Twenty minutes later, the nurse came out.

"Who is Lin Miao's family?"

"I, me," Mr. Luo rushed up.

The special assistant was frightened and hurriedly supported him.

"Sign up," the nurse handed over the agreement.

Old Luo's eyes were all ten lines, and his hands began to shake.

"What does this mean? Miaomiao is in a bad condition?"

"No," the special assistant hurriedly held him, "This is a routine, just in case."

“You don’t have to worry too much.”

He comforted softly.

The nurse frowned and was about to speak, but the doctor suddenly came out from behind.

"Hello, the mother's condition is quite good. The reason why you were asked to sign this consent form is a routine procedure. After all, no one can guarantee an emergency during delivery."

"With this, we can deal with it in a timely manner and protect the mother and children as much as possible."

Old Luo's lips shivered, but he still signed his name.

"If there is something wrong, I must protect you."

He held the doctor's hand hard.

"Don't worry, we will."

The doctor smiled slightly and took the nurse in.

When the door was closed, the special assistant heard the doctor's harsh scolding.

He glanced at the nurse and helped Mr. Luo to sit in the seat.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the special assistant couldn't help but move Weima's butt.

"Call that kid again," said Mr. Luo.

The special assistant nodded and turned to the stairs.
Chapter completed!