Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1267: What Does This Have to Do with You?

Han Chunxue shot a disapproving glance at the pregnant woman, her tone sharp: "Can’t keep your mouth shut again, can you."

The pregnant woman, feeling a sense of invincibility due to her condition, retorted: "I didn’t say anything wrong."

Xinyan stood up, her voice cool: "What does this have to do with you?"

The pregnant woman, sensing Xinyan’s displeasure and recalling earlier warnings, muttered under her breath: "I was just talking, it’s no big deal, it’s not like you’re losing a piece of yourself."

If not for the scarcity of beds, Xinyan would have ignored her. Determined to prevent further disruptions, Xinyan resolved to address the situation directly.

With a cold expression, she began to walk towards the woman.

A few steps in, she encountered He Jinxuan, who had conveniently arrived with a lunch box: "Yanyan, I’ve packed some food for you guys, hurry and eat."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Xinyan’s evident unease: "Yanyan, what’s wrong?"

Xinyan subtly indicated a bed positioned between them and took the lunch box from him: "That guy can’t keep his wife in check. Have a good talk with him."

He Jinxuan grasped the situation immediately and turned towards the man with a stern expression: "Brother, let’s step outside for a smoke."

The woman on the bed grew truly frightened, pleading: "Don’t mess around."

He Jinxuan paid her no mind, his focus solely on the man.

The man, reluctant to leave with He Jinxuan and unwilling to lose face in front of others, tried to de-escalate: "Brother, this is just a spat between women; we men shouldn’t intervene, right?"

He Jinxuan, without needing confirmation, knew his wife had spoken out of turn: "And you’re just going to indulge her like that?"

The man glanced at his pregnant wife resting in the bed: "She’s pregnant, how could I not spoil her?"

His words shocked not only Xinyan and her companions but also the other patients in the room, implying that his wife’s actions were excused due to her pregnancy.

He Jinxuan let out a soft chuckle: "Of course, you’re right. One must dote on their own wife."

Placing an arm around the man’s shoulder, he continued: "Let’s step outside for a chat; I need to learn from you."

Before the woman on the bed could voice another protest, He Jinxuan had already steered the man outside.

The man, perhaps to reassure his wife or to maintain his dignity, called back: "Honey, I’m just going out for a smoke with this brother; I’ll be right back, don’t worry."

Xinyan handed the lunch box to Han Chunxue: "Aunt, while cousin’s still okay, let’s quickly eat."

Yuan Yikai chimed in with agreement: "Right, you guys eat first; who knows if Lingling’s belly might start hurting again soon."

Just as they were conversing, Yuan Yikai’s aunt arrived in a hurry: "Ah, I finally made it."

Han Chunxue was about to rise and greet her, but Wang Xiaodan, noticing the lunch boxes, stopped her: "You’re family, no need to worry about me; eat first. Yikai, you eat too; I’ll take care of Lingling."

Thus, everyone began eating without further ceremony.

Having successfully completed the task entrusted by his wife, He Jinxuan even escorted the man back to the ward.

Though he attempted to conceal it, the man was in immense pain, wishing he could disappear.

Xinyan saw He Jinxuan re-enter the ward: "Hurry downstairs to eat."

He nodded in acknowledgment: "Okay, leave the lunch box for now; I’ll come back up later to wash it."

Xinyan didn't object: "Got it, go eat quickly."

Despite her words, she had no intention of actually leaving the lunch box.

She had just finished eating when her cousin’s stomach began to ache again, leading to the lunch box being set aside.

Shen Guqing then entered the ward: "Can you walk? If you can, take your time getting to the delivery room. If not, Yikai will carry you."

Witnessing her daughter’s intense pain, Han Chunxue lost her appetite and put the lunch box away, preparing to accompany her to the delivery room.

However, no one anticipated Sun Zhenling’s sudden cry at the ward’s entrance: "Can’t hold it, I’m giving birth!"

Amidst the ensuing chaos, the staff rushed her into the delivery room.

Yuan Yikai, hearing Sun Zhenling’s cries, was terrified. He peeked through the door crack, trying to see inside but saw nothing, his body slick with sweat.

Shen Guqing advised Sun Zhenling to try and suppress her screams to conserve energy for the arduous labor.

Unable to hear his wife’s cries, Yuan Yikai anxiously turned to his mother-in-law: "Mom, why is there no sound from inside?"