Chapter 615 This little thing is quite unique.

As night deepened, the living room of the lunar base remained brightly lit, filled with chatter and occasional laughter, creating a warm and lively scene.

And the impending new life, and all that lies ahead, are quietly brewing with boundless anticipation amidst the banter and laughter of daily life.

A few days later, the base's alarm system suddenly sounded a soft warning tone. Einstein looked up at the screen, then helplessly adjusted his glasses.

“Bishop Theresa’s spaceship has arrived, half an hour earlier than expected.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a familiar shout came from the end of the corridor, filled with barely suppressed excitement:

"Kiana☆! Auntie's here! I took several days off for you!" Hehehe, finally I can legitimately take a break.

Kiana☆ stood up, her lips twitching slightly:

"As expected, Aunt Flo is still making quite a fuss."

When everyone arrived, they saw Theresa wearing a bishop's uniform, followed by a team of medical staff in white coats, pushing various medical equipment.

She was carrying a bulging box in her arms when she was stopped at the door by the staff sent by Einstein.

"Why can't I bring it in! This is a nutritional supplement I prepared for Kiana☆!" Theresa stood with her hands on her hips, trying to break through the obstruction. "Bitter melon juice is rich in vitamins, which is good for pregnant women and babies!"

“Your Excellency, you promised not to bring any items unrelated to medical matters,” Einstein stepped forward and replied expressionlessly.

"How can bitter melon juice be irrelevant! It's a very important source of nutrition!"

Theresa argued her case and tried to push the box inside, but she lost her balance and the box fell to the ground. The cans of bitter melon juice inside rolled all over the floor, and several packages of fancy baby clothes and toys also fell out.

Kiana☆ looked at the bitter melon juice all over the ground, rubbed her forehead and said helplessly:

"Auntie's period~"

Xiao Shi squatted down, picked up a baby rattle drum shaped like Judas, and couldn't help but complain:

"Old-fashioned, look at this rattle drum. Theresa is quite creative, isn't she?"

Fu Hua's lips twitched, but she didn't say anything.

While everyone was busy inventorying the medical equipment and confiscating Theresa's "contraband," Kiana suddenly frowned, her hand holding her pregnant belly tightened, and her face paled slightly.

"Hiss... Wait, not at this time, right?"

"What's wrong?" Fu Ming immediately rushed over anxiously and took her arm.

"My stomach... hurts a little." Kiana bit her lower lip, fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead. "It seems... I'm about to give birth?"

The room fell silent the moment those words were spoken.

Theresa, forgetting all about grabbing the bitter melon juice, rushed over immediately, looking anxious.

"Kiana☆! Hang in there a little longer! I've brought the doctor! Quick, where's the bed? Bring the bed over here right now!"

The previously orderly medical staff instantly became a flurry of activity, rushing over with a bed. Theresa quickly stepped forward to help, muttering:

"Don't panic! Take a deep breath! My dear niece, you are the End, you'll definitely be alright..."

With a loud bang, before she could finish speaking, Fu Ming swiftly lunged forward and covered her mouth, his tone both urgent and helpless:

"Grandma! Don't make any rash promises at this crucial moment!"

Then, Fu Ming followed Kiana☆ into the prepared delivery room, his palm tightly enveloping Kiana's pale hand, his fingertips gently stroking the back of her hand, his voice soft and steady:

"Don't be afraid, I'll stay here with you."

Kiana bit her lower lip, enduring the throbbing pain. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she still managed to force a faint smile at him, her breath slightly rapid.

"Don't worry... I'm fine... It's just so sudden, and the baby can't wait to see us."

The doctors got busy, and Theresa stood outside the door, even more nervous than the patient herself, muttering to herself:

"Please stay safe! I've prepared lots of bitter melon juice to replenish my nutrients!"

"Theresa!" Xiao Shi, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but facepalm and roll her eyes. "At a time like this, you're still thinking about your bitter melon juice!"

The warm light in the delivery room was tinged with tension, and the soft clatter of instruments mingled with Kiana's suppressed moans of pain.

A sharp contraction struck, and she gripped the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white. Beads of sweat rolled down her cheeks, and a complaint escaped her lips:

"Ugh! ...Giving birth is so painful! If I had known it would be this bad, I wouldn't have given birth—I would have just locked you up!"

Fu Ming stood frozen in place, his face full of astonishment and helplessness, his pupils slightly dilated: "Huh?" At this critical moment, these words really left him speechless.

He composed himself and immediately placed his hand gently on her lips, his palm slightly cool, his voice soft and steady:

"If it hurts, bite my hand, and I'll feel the pain with you."

Kiana bit her lower lip, her knuckles turning white from the force. The intense pain from the contractions made her tremble all over, but she still managed to turn her head away, her breath coming in short, broken gasps.

"You...you don't worry...I just..."

Before she could finish speaking, an even more intense pain suddenly swept over her. She clenched her fists tightly, and beads of sweat on her forehead slid down like broken beads, landing on the white sheets and spreading out small damp patches.

In the corridor outside the door, everyone was already impatient. Theresa paced back and forth, muttering to herself, while Fu Hua frowned, her eyes fixed on the door of the delivery room.

Hearing Kiana's suppressed yet piercing groans from inside the room, Xiao Shi couldn't help but shudder. He instinctively touched his stomach, his face filled with relief, and muttered to himself:

"Hiss—even the End couldn't withstand the pain of childbirth? Ah Ming and I have done it so many times, thank goodness I didn't get pregnant!"

Mei☆: "..."

Time passed slowly, and suddenly a clear cry rang out in the delivery room—the cry was crisp and clear, like a stream breaking through the ice in early spring, instantly dispelling the tension in the room.

"She gave birth! It's a healthy girl!"

The nurse's voice was filled with obvious laughter as she carefully picked up the wrinkled little guy and cleaned him up.

Kiana☆ collapsed onto the pillow, utterly exhausted, sweat streaming down her face, yet her eyes crinkled with a smile:

"Ah Ming...our baby..."

Fu Ming bent down to wipe the sweat from her face, his eyes filled with tenderness, his voice slightly hoarse:

"Yes, I just saw it. I'll definitely be as beautiful as you in the future."

As the delivery room door was gently pushed open, Theresa and Siegfried were the first to rush in. Their initially tense expressions softened instantly upon seeing the baby in the swaddling clothes, and their steps became much lighter.

"Let me see! Let me see my granddaughter (my great-niece)!"

Alicia also moved closer to the crib, looking at the little one's wrinkled face and waving little fists, and couldn't help but gasp in a low voice.

Wow...it's so tiny! It's so cute even with its eyes closed!

Xiao Shi squeezed in as well, peering around for a while before raising an eyebrow, clicking his tongue, and speaking bluntly and without reservation:

"This little thing is quite peculiar, all wrinkled up like a little old man. Where's the cuteness? It's actually a bit ugly."

Everyone: "..." If you can't speak, then don't speak!