122. Rare or not rare

Su Hongying looked helplessly and amusedly at Qiu Fang, witnessing a new height of her younger brother-in-law's devotion to his wife.

She was just about to say that Shuzhen was fine, just exhausted from childbirth and fast asleep now. They just needed to tidy up a bit, and once everything was in order, he could come in to see her.

But before she could say that, the guy took advantage of the midwife stepping out with the baby, letting the child's father and uncles take a look and collect some congratulatory money, to slip into the room.

At this moment, the younger sister-in-law's face was pale, covered in sweat with a few strands of hair stuck to her forehead. She hadn't even had a chance to put on her pants, and the sanitary pad beneath her was stained with fresh blood, filling the room with a pungent smell of blood.