Hana actually was still three weeks away from her due date. However, for some reason, she actually had signs of premature labor. After all, Hana was having a geriatric pregnancy, so she was at an advanced maternal age.

"Hana, Hana!" Zayn called out anxiously. "Is it very painful? Are you really going into labor?"

Hana was in so much pain that she could not straighten her back anymore. "I…this is my second pregnancy. I have experience and I am in labor. Zayn, hurry…quickly get me to the hospital, quick!"

"Alright!" Zayn immediately carried Hana in his arms and headed out.

Nigel, who was at the door, had already opened the door. After Zayn went down, the large number of people in Sabrina's house also followed him to the hospital. Even Louie, who was only eight months old, was brought to the hospital as well.

Everyone was anxiously waiting outside of the delivery room and nobody dared to say anything. Only the little child, Louie, was babbling inside the stroller. Time was flashing b