They won't be fired by the hospital.
Why are they all safe and sound, while she lost her job and can no longer practice medicine, yet they're still laughing so happily?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, a sinister glint appearing on her face. If she couldn't have a good time, her whole family wouldn't have one either!
So, Zhao Weiying dropped the bundle in her hands, rushed into the ward, snatched the child from Zhao's arms, and ran all the way to the hospital rooftop.
Meng Shuyun was bumped on the shoulder and saw Old Lady Zhao rushing out of the ward.
She grabbed Old Lady Zhao and said coldly, "Give me the divorce certificate."
Grandma Zhao was extremely anxious. She threw the certificate in Meng Shuyun's face and said angrily, "Meng Shuyun, if anything happens to my grandson, you will be an accomplice. Be careful, or I will report you to the police station!"
Meng Shuyun spat, "What does it have to do with me? If I die, it's because your Ye family is destined to have no grandsons!"
After receiving the divorce certificate, Meng Shuyun ignored Old Lady Zhao, who was rushing out in a hurry.
Back in the ward, Su Xiulan had just changed the diapers for the two little ones, and the two children were eating and sleeping well.
The room quieted down, and the children fell asleep peacefully without crying or fussing.
Su Xiulan looked up and said, "Mother, you're back. The two little ones were playing around for a while, and they must have been worried when they couldn't see you."
"Really?"
Meng Shuyun smiled, put down her things, and went to check on the two little ones. "I'm going to the police station to process the divorce in a bit. Have you thought of names for the two little ones yet?"
When it comes to her name, Su Xiulan has thought about it a lot and fantasized about it a lot.
But in the end, like a mirror that has been thrown to the ground, it shattered into pieces.
Su Xiulan lowered her head and gently touched the two little ones' faces. "Mom, you can name them. They'll take your surname. They'll definitely like the names Grandma chose."
"Let's name them Mingyue and Minghui. I hope they are sensible, can distinguish right from wrong, and are cheerful and optimistic every day. What do you think?"
Just then, a sudden sound came from the side. The woman in the next bed scoffed disdainfully and abruptly pulled up the bed curtains.
"What an old-fashioned name! It sounds like a dead end. My grandson is named Wan Jin, which means he'll make a fortune. You can just name a money-losing brat anything, something like a little grass or a flower will do."
Even a humble name makes it easier to raise a child.
Meng Shuyun looked over displeased and drew the bed curtains. "What business is it of yours what name I choose? Watch your mouth."
"Keep babbling, or I'll slap you!"
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