Lin Qingqing smiled: "Okay."
As they were talking, Zhaodi, Zhang Guilian, Lanying and Wang Chunhua arrived downstairs at the hospital. They didn't bring any children with them as they were afraid that the noise would disturb Lin Qingqing's rest.
The children were left at home with my fourth sister-in-law Liu Daxiu.
Wang Chunhua had given birth here before and knew that all new mothers lived on the third floor.
She went to the third floor and asked which ward the mother of four children was staying in. Before the medical staff could say anything, a patient next to her pointed the way.
"Are you the family member of the woman who gave birth? She's in Ward Trinity."
Zhaodi was puzzled: "Didn't I hear from my mother that Qingqing is staying in a single room? How did this comrade know that?"
The medical staff smiled brightly, "Comrade Lin has given birth to four children, two boys and two girls. This is a great joyous event for our hospital. Now everyone in the hospital, from the hospital president and department heads to the newly admitted patients, knows about it. Everyone in the hospital just went to congratulate him."
"Thank you, comrades." Wang Chunhua thanked the medical staff and the patient who showed her the way, and walked towards the ward, feeling very happy.
My sister-in-law gave birth to four children, two boys and two girls, two good names. This is such a strange story, such a happy event, how could it not attract everyone to rush to see it.
"I don't think anyone will have more children than Qingqing in the future." Zhang Guilian said with a smile.
Zhaodi said: "Even if you have many children, you should consider whose family they are given to. Marshal Song's grandson will be very noble in the future."
Lanying disagreed: "The child has caused so many people to suffer. I wonder how Qingqing's health will be after she gives birth to the child?"
Her words also made the other three quicken their pace towards the ward.
They arrived at the ward door and saw that everyone was inside. Wang Chunhua opened the door and was about to greet them with a smile, but Lin's mother and the others turned around and immediately raised their index fingers in a silencing gesture.
Wang Chunhua saw four children lying on the bed on her left. She understood what was going on and whispered to the three people behind her, "The children are sleeping. Keep your voice down."
A few people walked in quietly, put the insulated lunch boxes in their hands on the table, and went to see the children.
Lin's mother immediately opened the lunch box, and Song's mother picked up the thermos and poured a basin of boiling water into it and put the bowl in to heat it. Pregnant women cannot drink boiling water.
"Qingqing, do you want to drink millet porridge first or chicken soup first?" Mother Lin asked Lin Qingqing in a low voice.
"Millet porridge." She wanted to eat something light right now.
Mother Lin took out a bowl from the basin, poured most of the millet porridge into it and handed it to Song Yiyuan: "Stir it, it's a little hot."
Song Yiyuan quickly took it and started stirring it quickly.
Lin Qingqing had just finished her meal when Zhou Yingying and Song Yunhui and Zhuang Chaoyue and Song Yunhai arrived, carrying a lot of fruits and supplements.
When several people heard that Song's father and mother had taken leave to visit Lin Qingqing's baby, they were worried about her and took leave to come over without waiting until the end of get off work.
Zhou Yingying pointed to another table piled high with things and said, "Are these all gifts from the hospital? As soon as we entered the hospital, we heard everyone say that a woman had given birth to four children naturally today. I immediately thought it was you."
Zhuang Chaoyue also said, "I was so scared when I heard you were having a natural birth. Isn't your due date still over a month away? How come it's so far ahead?"
Mother Song then told Lin Qingqing about the attack in the ward today.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yingying and Zhuang Chaoyue's faces turned pale.
The two of them hurriedly cared about the injury on Lin Qingqing's shoulder.
"The injuries she suffered during childbirth must have been well taken care of. What did the doctor say about your injury now?" Zhou Yingying asked.
Song Yiyuan explained: "Luckily it was just a minor scrape, the injury was superficial, but the wound was quite deep, over two centimeters, so I'll need to heal for a while."
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