Chapter 152 Umbilical cord around the neck
At the dinner table, the warm yellow light was filled with the aroma of food, and the atmosphere was as cozy as freshly baked glutinous rice dumplings.
Su Hong picked up a piece of braised fish covered in rich red sauce and accurately "thrown" it into Chen Ran's bowl. Her tone was as casual as chatting about the weather. "Honey, isn't Nian Nian's department looking for an intern? She has a classmate named Zhang Qiuyan, who lived in the same dormitory with Nian Nian in college. She has good grades and is hardworking. She worked in our sewing shop for two months before to learn practical skills. She's a suitable professional and reliable person. Can you recommend someone?"
Chen Ran chewed the fish and saw through the mother and daughter's "chain scheme" at a glance. He looked at his daughter with a stifled smile and said, "You little rascal, your own classmates didn't mention it to me, but you let your mother be the 'mouthpiece'. Are you afraid that I would reject it and lose face?"
Su Nian quickly waved her hands, but couldn't hide the smile on her face: "Dad, please don't blame me! I have to report to the 'Chairman's Wife' first and go through the internal process! My mom has personally inspected Qiuyan's work, and her filter is much more reliable than mine!"
"Okay, since you and your mother recommended him, his professional ability must be good."
Chen Ran put down his chopsticks and changed the subject. "Let her submit her resume according to the normal process. I'll talk to Lan Ting and HR and give her priority under the same conditions. But I have to say this upfront: whether she gets in or not will depend on her interview performance and her true abilities. Even though we own the company, we can't break the rules."
"Of course! I just want a fair chance!" Su Hong smiled so much that her eyes curved. She had naturally accepted what the chairman had promised. She quickly poured a spoonful of winter melon soup for Chen Ran, "Drink more soup to help with the greasiness."
Su Nian also nodded, like a well-behaved little bird: "Thank you, Dad! Qiuyan is really good, I'll tell her right now and ask her to think about her resume carefully!"
"You have to think about it!" Chen Ran specifically reminded him, "Young people these days often submit resumes with all sorts of fancy stuff. Our company doesn't buy that, but you have to highlight the highlights you should have."
After dinner, Su Nian was chatting with her parents when there was a knock on the door. Si Yan came to pick her up on time.
The two of them made an appointment to go for a prenatal check-up the next day. Now the little guy in Su Nian's belly is six months old, and the fetal movements are becoming more and more obvious.
The next morning, Si Yan accompanied Su Nian to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of the People's Hospital.
The prenatal checkup waiting area was packed. Expectant parents were either touching each other's bellies and sharing experiences, or checking their phones for precautions. Su Nian leaned on Si Yan's shoulder, a look of happiness on her face. "Tell me, will you feel the baby when we do the B-ultrasound?"
Si Yan quickly hugged her shoulders tightly, his palm gently placed on her pregnant belly, and spoke gently and seriously, "Bao'er, Mommy and Daddy will see you through the B-ultrasound soon. Remember to smile, wave, and don't kick the camera! Be good!"
His words made Su Nian laugh out loud.
When it was Su Nian's turn for the ultrasound, the doctor stared at the screen for a long time and said softly, "The baby is healthy and developing better than other children of the same age. There's just one small problem—the umbilical cord is wrapped around the neck. But this is very common during pregnancy, so don't panic."
Su Nian's heart instantly rose to her throat, and her hands tightly grasped the corner of Si Yan's clothes: "Is the umbilical cord wrapped around the neck? Is it serious? Will it strangle the baby?"
"It's okay. The doctor also said that it's very common for the umbilical cord to be wrapped around the neck." Si Yan comforted.
Despite this, Su Nian was still nervous. The two of them took the ultrasound report and went straight to the office of Aunt Liu, the director of obstetrics and gynecology - after all, she was an acquaintance who had watched Si Yan grow up, so they felt more at ease talking to her.
"Aunt Liu!" Su Nian felt like she had seen a savior as soon as she entered the door.
Director Liu took the B-ultrasound report with a smile, took a look at it and laughed: "Wow, this little guy is quite playful, he is putting a 'skipping rope' on himself inside!" His relaxed tone was like a breeze, instantly blowing away the tension of the two people.
"Aunt Liu, is this really okay?" Su Nian was still worried.
Director Liu patted the back of her hand and said firmly, "Don't worry! The umbilical cord being wrapped around the neck is very common, affecting at least one-third of pregnant women. The umbilical cord is elastic and long enough, so as long as the fetus moves normally, it won't constrict the baby at all. Many children experience it wrapped around the neck during prenatal checkups, and it untangles itself by the time they're born. This baby is less of a worry than your Si Yan was back then—he had it wrapped around the neck twice when he was a child, but he was still born without a problem, wasn't he?"
Si Yan added, "Look, I told you it was okay a long time ago, but you refused to believe me and had to wait for Aunt Liu to tell you before you felt relieved."
Director Liu was amused and then reminded her, "Just pay more attention to fetal movements. Don't overthink and scare yourself. A pregnant woman's mood is more important than anything else. If you're anxious every day, your baby will be unhappy too."
Hearing this, Su Nian finally breathed a sigh of relief. She gently touched her belly and just felt the little guy kick. It seemed to agree: "Mom, don't worry, it's just that no one plays with me. I'm playing on the swing! I'll be back in a few days."
Si Yan put his arm around her waist and teased her deliberately, "Do you believe it now? Our baby is a clever little ghost. Maybe he'll find his way back in a couple of days."
Su Nian nodded. The sunlight streaming through the corridor window shone down on the two of them, bringing a warm warmth. Despite this little incident, with the expert's explanation and Si Yan's company, she felt much more at ease. Nurturing a life was a journey full of small challenges, and she was ready for it.
The two of them rested at home on Sunday. Su Nian continued to look up information and think about details, while Si Yan was also busy in his study.
Sure enough, now the two of them are busy with their own things, not disturbing each other, and can see each other when they look up, which is exactly what made them happy at the beginning.
On Monday morning, Su Nian arrived at the company early. To her surprise, Liu Zhihao arrived even earlier, had already made coffee, and was reading a book on Eastern aesthetics.
"Good morning, Teacher Zhihao."
"Good morning," Liu Zhihao looked up and pushed over another cup of steaming oatmeal porridge. "This is for you. Starting today, the 'mutual harm period' officially enters its white-hot stage. Are you ready?"
Su Nian took it and smiled: "Always be prepared."
The two quickly got into work mode.
With the weekend's reflection and initial data integration, the discussion deepened and intensified. Su Nian continuously threw out wild ideas, while Liu Zhihao alternately agreed with them, offered sharp criticism, and analyzed and refined them from various perspectives, including technology, market, and French acceptance.
"The combination of embroidery elements and modern tailoring is great, but will the craftsmanship be too complicated? Both the cost and time need to be considered."
"The colors are impactful enough, but the French prefer a low-saturation, yet striking effect. Can we try adjusting the brightness contrast instead of relying solely on high-saturation colors?"
"This traditional pattern has a very good meaning, but its form needs to be more abstract and modernized, otherwise it will look outdated."
Sparks of thought fly as they collide, and sometimes they even argue over a detail, but the goal is always the same: to come up with the best solution.
This atmosphere of pure focus on creation and problem-solving allowed Su Nian to completely immerse himself in it, and his potential was greatly stimulated.
The whiteboard in the temporary office is covered with inspiration pictures, color swatches, fabric samples and sticky notes filled with keywords, and the logical thread is becoming clearer and clearer.
Lan Ting came over to take a look, and seeing the "battlefield"-like scene and the two people's focused state, she quietly retreated with satisfaction and told her assistant not to let anyone disturb them.
"It seems this is a good combination," Chen Ran whispered to Lan Ting, "One dares to think, the other dares to stop. They complement each other perfectly."
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