Her actions were quickly stopped.
Liu Dekai, however, kept his eyes fixed on the door with a gloomy expression the entire time.
Mo Youyou's insults made him very uncomfortable, but looking at Mo Youyou's appearance, he seemed to think that it was indeed necessary to perform a cesarean section, otherwise what if both of them died?
He chose to be the grandson, silently watching everything unfold.
"Dekai, we really can't do it, we really can't! You have to stop them! Don't let them do it!" Zhang Cuihua said anxiously.
"Mom, that's enough, we can't all get in, let's just leave it at that..." Liu Dekai said.
He was tired too.
The doors were tightly shut, and the cesarean section was already finalized.
Zhang Cuihua sat on the bench, her eyes drooping listlessly at a spot on the ground. She felt terrible, but there was nothing she could do.
Inside the delivery room, everything was proceeding in an orderly fashion.
Once a cesarean section was chosen, childbirth became much easier; at least Mo Youyou didn't have to exert herself.
However, due to all the trouble involved, the entire labor process still felt rather long.
The birthing process wasn't considered complete until the baby's first cry was heard.
However, since it was a cesarean section, Mo Youyou still needed stitches.
As per protocol, the nurses notified the family immediately and brought out the newborn, who had undergone a simple cleaning.
"Congratulations to the family! The pregnant woman has given birth. Mother and child are safe and sound. It's a boy!" the nurse said.
Regardless of what just happened, the arrival of a new life is always a joyous occasion and something to celebrate.
Zhang Cuihua, who had been looking gloomy, regained her vitality after hearing that it was a boy.
Whether it was a natural birth or a C-section is an unchangeable fact, but the arrival of the grandson brings joy that is enough to erase any unhappiness from before.
"Great! Let me see him! Let me hold my grandson!" Zhang Cuihua rushed over excitedly, as if she had snatched the child from the nurse's arms.
In comparison, Liu Dekai appeared much calmer at this moment.
He wasn't as overjoyed as Zhang Cuihua; his face remained expressionless. But only he knew how panicked he was inside—an uncontrollable, ever-spreading, boundless terror.
It's my son...it really is my son...
Liu Dekai recalled Su Yueya's words, the contents of the books he had seen in the Bowen Library, and the immense destructive power of Chao Xiong...
How could he possibly still be smiling?
If it's true, if this little guy really is Chao Xiong, then his peaceful sleeping appearance right now is his last "docility" in this life.
"Dekai, look!" Zhang Cuihua exclaimed joyfully, lifting the swaddling clothes around the baby slightly to reveal a certain area, just to confirm that it really was her grandson. She exclaimed to Liu Dekai, "Look, look what this is?! Oh my, my dear grandson!"
Zhang Cuihua held the child and shook him back and forth, already starting to soothe him.
She was so happy!
Liu Dekai's gaze followed his mother's words and fell on that spot. He should have been overjoyed, and should have felt as gratified and proud as his mother, because he had a son and had become a father.
But he didn't feel that way at all; all he felt was the heavy, sinking feeling in his heart.
Why not a daughter? If it were a daughter, it definitely wouldn't be Chao Xiong, which would put his mind at ease.
In the delivery room, Mo Youyou, who had just gone through a difficult childbirth, was now barely breathing and pale-faced, but her mind was still preoccupied with that cry.
"How is the child? How is the child?"
"Are you healthy?"
Even though she was so exhausted that she could fall asleep at any moment, she still forced herself to stay awake and needed confirmation.
"Don't worry, the baby is healthy and the delivery went smoothly. After you're stitched up, you can be taken to the ward," the nurse said patiently.
"Okay..." Mo Youyou's tense nerves were finally able to relax briefly.
Zhang Cuihua, holding the child, went directly to the ward with Liu Dekai to wait.
The waiting process was not boring at all. Zhang Cuihua kept coaxing the child, and the joy on her face could be seen from miles away.
"Dekai, Dekai, look at your grandson's face! He's so handsome! If you ask me, he looks exactly like you. He's good-looking, and you can tell he's my grandson at a glance!" Zhang Cuihua was very happy.
Liu Dekai: "..."
Exactly the same?
This thing that looks like a wrinkled monkey looks exactly like him.
How could that be!
His mom is talking nonsense! He's not that ugly!
Liu Dekai didn't think his child looked much like him. Newborn babies all look the same, you can't tell anything about them, so there's no such thing as looking alike.
Moreover, given his current state of mind, he cannot feel joy at all, nor can he feel close to the child.
His concerns about Chao-hsiung remained like a thorn in the wrong place, constantly bothering him.
Whether to pull it out or not, it had already firmly attracted his attention.
If you don't remove it, the barb is unsightly enough; but if you do remove it, you risk having a piece of skin and flesh torn off, which would be extremely painful...
“How is it similar?” Liu Dekai murmured.
His behavior was completely unlike that of a newly promoted father; he seemed very awkward.
"Son, what did you say?" Zhang Cuihua was so immersed in her immense joy that she didn't hear Liu Dekai's whisper.
"It's nothing." Liu Dekai remained unenthusiastic.
Immersed in joy, Zhang Cuihua finally noticed that something was wrong with her son. He shouldn't be reacting like that, so she began to pay some attention to him.
"Dekai, what's wrong? I haven't seen you hug the baby. Are you unhappy?" Zhang Cuihua asked, puzzled by her son's behavior.
She didn't care at all when Mo Youyou spoke so rudely to her, so why did her son react this way?
"That's not true," Liu Dekai said, choosing to give a perfunctory answer.
He doesn't plan to mention Chaoxiong again for the time being, or rather, now that the child has been born, he's a little "afraid" to mention those two words again.
It's like the more you say it, the more likely the child is to be super-male. Deep down, he resists that situation from happening, so he uses a self-deceptive way to avoid those two words, and maybe that way the child won't be super-male.
All he could do was remain silent, but he couldn't stop himself from thinking about it.
His heart was in turmoil. If the child really was Chaoxiong, what should he do? And how should the Liu and Mo families deal with all the changes brought about by this child?
There is no solution.
This made Liu Dekai's heart sink.
He didn't say anything, so Zhang Cuihua stopped asking and focused all her attention on the sleepy little guy, as if she couldn't get enough of looking at him and wished her eyes were glued to his face.
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