Time gradually passed, and soon, the Fullers from the Capital also arrived at the scene.
Mrs. Fuller looked worriedly at the operating room, while Josephine Fuller spoke to soothe her.
Everyone anxiously awaited, their faces etched with concern, brows furrowed and wrinkled so tightly they could almost trap a fly.
Ernie Daniel and others were also present; he held Alison Thomson while consoling his girlfriend and worriedly watching the operating room door.
After a long passage of time, a loud cry came from the operating room.
"Wah... wuu wuu wuu..."
The child's voice was crisp and loud, as if to tear through the darkness. Moreover, just by hearing the voice, one could tell the child was healthy.
Inside the operating room.
Blake Fuller, wearing a surgical mask, carefully handed the newborn child to the nurse.
His gaze did not linger on the child; his heart and eyes were filled with the woman lying on the hospital bed.
"I'm so tired..."
