Mo Liancheng took it and glanced over with a cold eye, "Do you actually know how to deliver a baby? Why hasn't the Princess Consort given birth yet after such a long time?"
"Prince, it's the Princess Consort's first birth! This..."
Several midwives, trembling with fear, stopped their movements completely.
Fortunately, one of them, experienced, quickly snapped back to reality, "Don't stop, Princess Consort, please keep pushing hard, the baby could suffocate..."
Suddenly, chaos ensued once again.
Qu Tan'er felt frustrated and wanted to curse, her mood extremely irritable.
But her abdomen was in waves of pain, and she didn't even have the strength to swear.
"Master, grit your teeth and push harder!"
Jing Xin handed over a warm towel, and Mo Liancheng quickly took it to wipe the sweat from her forehead again.
