Chapter 418 The elders of the Mo family also came
Not long after Yun Zheng closed her eyes, she heard hurried footsteps outside the ward.
This time the sound was more chaotic than when Cen Lian came before, mixed with a low male voice and the sound of a cane hitting the ground.
Fu Linghe had just turned his phone to silent mode, but when he heard the sound, he immediately stood up and walked towards the door.
He gently opened the door a crack and saw three dusty figures walking towards him quickly at the end of the corridor.
The one in front was a white-haired old man, holding a rosewood cane, but his steps were more agile than the two young men behind him.
Although Mr. Mo is over seventy years old, his back is as straight as a pine tree, and his eagle eyes are bright and sharp. At this moment, he is staring at the ward number with a frown.
Following closely behind was the tall Mo Chenfeng, whose straight dark grey suit was now a little wrinkled, and his hair, which was always meticulously combed, was a little messy.
He was holding a cell phone in his hand and whispering something to the person on the other end of the line, his brows full of fatigue and worry.
The last one was a young man, Mo Shian, carrying two suitcases, his suit jacket casually draped over his arm, and his tie hanging loosely around his neck.
He walked quickly, constantly looking at his watch, his handsome face full of anxiety.
Fu Linghe immediately opened the door and went out to greet them, "Grandpa, Dad, Brother, you're here."
Mr. Mo grabbed Fu Linghe's arm with surprising strength. "How's Zhengzheng? Where are the children?"
"Zheng Zheng just fell asleep. The children are in the neonatal intensive care unit next door and their conditions are very stable." Fu Linghe answered softly, afraid to wake up Yun Zheng in the ward.
Mo Chenfeng hung up the phone, his voice hoarse, "We set off as soon as we received the news, but the route application was delayed for some time."
He looked towards the ward door, his eyes filled with heartache, "Zheng Zheng has suffered."
Mo Shian put down the suitcase and rubbed his temples. "But at least we're here."
He suddenly remembered something and asked in a low voice, "Where's Mom?"
"My mother-in-law and my mom stayed here all night yesterday and have gone back to rest." Fu Linghe stepped aside to make way. "Come in first. Yun Zheng should be waking up soon."
The three of them tiptoed into the ward, and when they saw the pale and weak Yun Zheng lying on the bed, Mr. Mo's eyes instantly turned red.
He walked quickly to the bedside with his crutches and stretched out his hand tremblingly, but was afraid of disturbing his granddaughter's rest, so he finally just gently stroked her hair scattered on the pillow.
"This girl..." the old man choked, "Why is she so haggard?"
Mo Chenfeng stood behind the old man and looked at his daughter with complicated eyes.
The head of the Mo family, who has always been decisive in the business world, now looks like an ordinary helpless father and can only clench his fists tightly.
Mo Shi'an quietly walked over to Fu Linghe and handed him a USB drive. "This is the contact information of the world's top neonatologists, as well as information on several medical institutions specializing in treating premature babies."
Fu Linghe took the USB drive and nodded. "Thank you, but the doctor said the children are doing well. It's just routine observation."
As she was speaking, Yun Zheng, who was lying on the hospital bed, trembled her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.
When she saw the figure in front of the bed, she was stunned for a moment, then smiled in surprise, "Grandpa? Dad? Brother? Why are you here?"
"Silly girl, how could we not come for such a big event as your baby's birth?" Grandpa Mo sat down beside the bed and held his granddaughter's hand. "Isn't the due date still three weeks away? How did you give birth so suddenly?"
Yun Zheng tried to sit up, and Fu Linghe immediately stepped forward to help her, adjusting the pillow. "Slow down."
"I suddenly had a stomachache in the middle of the night yesterday, so I came to the hospital." Yun Zheng leaned on the pillow and explained softly.
Mo Chenfeng frowned, "Why didn't you inform us earlier?"
"It happened suddenly," Fu Linghe answered for me. "It wasn't until the next morning that I felt better. I sent you a message right away."
Mo Shian ruffled his sister's hair and said, "You always make me worry."
Yun Zheng looked up at her brother and said, "I'm fine, and the children are healthy too."
She looked around. "Where's Mom?"
As he was speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open again and Ning Zhi walked in quickly.
She was wearing a simple beige sweater and light grey trousers, her hair casually tied back, and she was holding two breast milk storage bags.
"Zheng Zheng is awake?" Ning Zhi opened her eyes wide in surprise when she saw her family in the ward. "Dad, Chen Feng, Shi An, you're here!"
Mr. Mo nodded and said, "I came straight here as soon as I arrived."
Ning Zhi walked to her daughter's bedside and put the storage bag in the small refrigerator next to the bed. "I just went to give the nurse colostrum and checked on the two little ones."
With a gentle glint in her eyes, she said, "My brother is 2 grams heavier today than yesterday, and my sister has started breastfeeding regularly."
Yun Zheng's eyes lit up. "Really? They..."
Before he could finish his words, Mr. Mo suddenly stood up and said, "I want to go see my great-grandson! Now!"
Mo Chenfeng couldn't hold back any longer, "Dad, I'll go with you."
"Wait." Fu Linghe quickly stopped the father and son who were eager to try. "Only two people can enter the neonatal intensive care unit at a time, and they need to be disinfected and change clothes."
Mo Shi'an patted Fu Linghe's shoulder and said, "Understand, the old man has been looking forward to having a great-grandson for so many years."
Ning Zhi smiled and said, "How about this, Dad and Chen Feng go see the kids first, and Shi An stays behind to talk to Zheng Zheng. Ling He, you take them over."
Fu Linghe nodded, took out two sets of sterilized clothing from the closet and handed them to his father-in-law and grandfather. "Follow me."
After the three of them left, Mo Shian sat down beside his sister's bed and carefully examined her face. "Does it hurt?"
Yun Zheng shook her head. "It doesn't hurt at all."
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