Fu Lingyao endured the discomfort and lay down on the bed, thankfully she didn't feel any discomfort.
Occasionally I still feel uncomfortable, but that's within my tolerance range.
Watching his mother change the baby's diaper, the little guy peed again right after eating.
My heart is filled with mixed feelings. Shen Junjie's son has been safely delivered to you.
You, as a father, don't even know where you are, and even your own desire for a daughter has been shattered.
He gave birth to a brat; I wonder what kind of expression your father had on his face.
She could see that her son had already melted her heart, but she still wouldn't let it go.
"What a brat! I was hoping it was a girl, how wonderful that would have been!"
"Alright, stop saying things like that. What do you think the child will feel?"
"He's just a little kid, he wouldn't understand anyway."
"Don't think of the child like that. He just doesn't know how to express it, but he understands perfectly well."
"I don't believe it. How can this brat be so ugly? He doesn't look like any of us at all."
"Of course you do! She looks a lot like your dad, except for her nose, which is a little like yours."
We're a handsome young man, not ugly at all. Your mother is just jealous of how good-looking you are.
When Fu Lingyao heard what her mother said, she was about to roll her eyes to the heavens.
She'd be jealous of her son? Impossible! You're overthinking it. It's just that the first time she saw him, it was a little...
I'll forget about arguing with the old lady. I'm sleepy now, so I'd better get some rest.
During this time, Mr. Fu arrived, and the Song family elders went over first, since they couldn't stay up all night either.
Fu Lingyao was already tired, and she fell asleep shortly after watching her mother.
Looking at her daughter, Fu's mother couldn't bear it either; with their husbands not around, they could only suffer a little more.
He spoke quietly to a few people.
“This child keeps things to herself. If I hadn’t done what I did just now, she would have started overthinking again.”
"Giving birth is a sensitive process, so you, as the mother, will have to endure some hardship."
I'll relieve you during the day tomorrow; thank you for your hard work today.
"You've worked so hard. We're all very happy today. Let's tell them that everything is fine here so they can feel at ease."
"Keep an eye on Ningning's situation too; everything's fine here."
"Okay, wake up a little more easily at night."
After seeing off the elderly couple from the Song family, they quietly returned.
Looking at their sleeping daughter and grandson, the two were happy for their daughter.
The couple were relieved, but looking at their sleeping daughter, they felt a pang of sadness.
"Oh! It's good that the child was born safely, we can rest assured now."
"We still need to be vigilant at night; the hospital isn't safe at night." Mr. Fu had already made preparations for the evening.
"Yes, I know we should both be careful. You should rest first, I'm not too tired right now."
"You've been busy all day, why don't you rest first? I'll look after my grandson."
I'm not very busy at the hospital during the day, so I'll catch up on some sleep tomorrow.
You have to take care of your grandson; he just ate and can sleep for a while.
You should take a rest while you can; it looks like we don't know when we'll eat.
"Okay, then you can keep an eye on him and change him when he wets himself."
"Okay, I know. I also help take care of the two kids in the house."
Father Fu looked at his sleeping grandson, who was adorable in every way, and couldn't bear to look at him any longer.
On the day she was discharged from the hospital, Fu Lingyao was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, with only her eyes showing.
Upon returning home, she was immediately placed inside a house for a period of more than a month of postpartum confinement.
Shen Junjie's anxious mood, which had been lingering for several days, gradually calmed down.
He already knew in his heart that his child must have been born, and now he had one more person to care about in this world.
We're waiting for him to come back, not to be all alone like before.
If that person knew he had a grandson, he would be overjoyed.
Meanwhile, in the port city, Uncle Ji had a feeling that something good was about to happen.
He was very excited when he learned that his son was getting married, because it meant that his sweet and cuddly granddaughter or grandson was coming.
Although he couldn't see, he was still inexplicably happy. He couldn't go back because of his current identity; he could only bide his time here.
I'm waiting for the day I go back so I can see my daughter-in-law and grandchildren.
They have gradually shifted their focus here.
The laboratory over there has never stopped operating; to outsiders, it appears to be an ordinary research lab.
What they didn't expect was that many top scholars were working there day after day.
They will send back any new findings as soon as possible.
Those people have a very keen sense of smell; they didn't even notice it right under their noses.
Ji Shubo's health has also gradually improved since he saw his son.
They have a very solid foothold in the port city, with the help of the Shen family.
All the forces could only watch helplessly, not daring to take any action.
The above are also busy preparing for the Spring Canton Fair, and both the Shen family and Uncle Ji are going there.
When they went back, they were worried about how many people were in their family, so they could feel more at ease.
Fu Lingyao was feeling very uncomfortable after a month of confinement, but thankfully she slowly got through it.
On the day the moon was about to fall, Fu Lingyao felt like she was going to spoil, so she quickly took a mugwort bath at home.
After washing away a month's worth of hardships, I felt a wave of comfort after taking a shower.
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