"The mother needs to be observed for a while, but it's nothing serious, just a little weak."
Gao Han seemed to want to go in, but was stopped outside. The child was just brought out for them to take a look. The nurse was still waiting for the child's father to come and hold the child, or even just take a look at him.
But Gao Han kept looking at the door, trying to get a glimpse of Song Qingdai.
"Gao Han, hug the child."
Ye Chunjiang pulled him.
"Mom, I can't see Qingdai."
"The doctor said it's fine, so it must be fine. We just need to observe it for a while."
Ye Chunjiang was also speechless. Why was her son so stubborn?
"Your father is stewing soup at home. When Qingdai comes out, he should be here soon."
Ye Chunjiang quickly picked up the child and took a look at the wrinkled and red baby in the cradle. He really didn't look good.
Even a little ugly.
Like a little old man.
They stopped crying when they had cried enough.
"The girl is the older sister, and the boy is the younger brother. They are both healthy, with no missing limbs."
Twins are common, but twin boys and girls are not uncommon in their obstetrics and gynecology department.
I didn't expect that Chief Gao's family had a pair of twins. They are so rare just to look at them.
"Oh, these two little guys..."
Ye Chunjiang's heart softened when he looked at the two little guys who looked as ugly as old men.
No matter how ugly the baby is, it is still your own baby. No matter how ugly your own baby is, it is not ugly.
After an hour of observation, Song Qingdai was sent out. She had just given birth and it was very cold in the delivery room. Her whole body was shaking slightly when she came out.
"Indigo..."
Gao Han's eyes immediately turned red and he stepped forward to hold her hand.
"Why are your hands so cold?"
He rubbed his hands together and blew out a breath. His feet were also cold.
She was awake now and didn't feel like talking.
"Come on, girl, drink some water."
Ye Chunjiang added brown sugar water.
"I'll do it."
Gao Han used a spoon to put the water into Song Qingdai's mouth little by little. The water was warm and just right for drinking.
After drinking a bowl of brown sugar water, Song Qingdai felt that she was finally alive.
"How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Dad is on the way."
Gao Han looked at Song Qing
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