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"Jax! Help me! Please hold the baby!" Hayle said. She needed to cut the umbilical cord and deliver the placenta before focusing on cleaning and attending to the baby. Jaxter was deeply uncertain. He had never held a baby in his life. But as Hayle handed him the newborn, covered in blood and other fluids, he froze. Though disgusted, he had no choice but to hold the crying baby as best he could while his wife attended to other tasks. "Madam, congratulations. Your baby is a healthy boy. Here he is. Please rest. I’ll ask your family to come in. You can rest here tonight, and if all goes well, you can go home tomorrow." Hayle smiled faintly as she handed the baby to the mother, who appeared deeply moved by the ordeal. "Thank you, Doctor. I’ll pray for you to have an easy delivery as well." T