"How's Orange? Has she given birth?"
Song Zhiqing asked, and Chen Chun replied, "Just entered the operating room not long ago."
Song Zhiqing stood at the door, then looked at Song Wei, "Weiwei, come here, I want to tell you something."
Song Zhiqing and Song Wei went to the window at the end of the corridor and talked about something.
Ling Ju only felt unbearable pain in her abdomen in the operating room, which was still unbearable even after the energy was transferred.
"Comrade, a caesarean section is the best option for you right now. A natural birth could easily lead to a dystocia and fetal hypoxia."
Ling Ju nodded, "No problem, I'll listen to you."
This doctor had delivered Ling Ju's baby before and was very professional, so Ling Ju trusted her very much.
After a while, the doctor went out and told the family that Ling Ju's current condition required a caesarean section. After signing the relevant documents, the operation began.
Because it was local anesthesia, Ling Ju's pain did disappear after the injection of the anesthetic, and her forehead no longer sweated. After the doctor completed the disinfection, he informed her that it was time to start.
She actually didn't feel anything. After about a few minutes, she heard the loud cry of a baby.
Everyone inside and outside the operating room listened carefully.
"It's a little princess!"
Then he started digging for the second child, "Another little princess! Twin girls! What a blessing!"
The doctor was also very happy, and when Ling Ju heard that she was having twin daughters, her wish came true.
Thinking that Song Qi also likes his daughter very much, I wonder how happy he will be when he sees her.
But when she thought of this, a trace of sadness suddenly came over her. She had a very bad premonition this time.
But then the crying of her second daughter instantly diverted her attention.
In fact, she was a little worried before giving birth. There is a medical saying that it is better to have seven children than eight.
The general meaning is that premature babies born at seven months are more likely to survive than those born at eight months. The mortality rate of premature babies born at eight months is several times that of seven months. She was really worried about this at the beginning.
She lay in bed waiting for the nurse to clean up. The midwife showed her both babies. Ling Ju couldn't see any difference. They were just as wrinkled as Song Lingchen when they were born, with some sticky vernix caseosa on their bodies.
However, the eldest has a beauty mole on his left eyebrow, and the second has a teardrop mole under his eye, both of which look very nice.
The doctor smiled and said, "These two children are good-looking, just like you."
Then I did a basic checkup and everything was normal.
Ling Ju doesn't care whether the child looks like her or not, she only cares about whether the child is healthy.
After the doctor took the child out, she heard cheers from her family outside and she couldn't help but smile.
But I still think, how nice it would be if Song Qi was at home!
Thinking of this, she grabbed the jade pendant around her neck and sensed it again. She was a little surprised to find that Song Qi's position had moved, which meant that he was still alive!
In an instant, half of the troubles are gone!
When she came out of the operating room, Tian Mei and Ling Dawei came over, and Song Xiulan and Song Qiangjun also came over, holding her hands to enjoy the warmth, and they only cared about her.
Song Lingchen was in Zhao Qi's arms, looking at his mother eagerly. Ling Ju felt so distressed that she kissed his little forehead and said, "Good son."
After entering the ward, she found that the two little ones had been settled in by Chen Chun and the nurse. There were a lot of people standing in the ward, and the Yan family had also come.
Ling Ju was a little embarrassed, "Why are you here too, godfather and godmother?"
"Hey, Lao Wu told us you gave birth today, so we came over to check it out!"
Ling Ju smiled and said, "Thank you for making such a special trip. I'm fine!"
"I'm glad you're okay! I calculated the date and knew it was premature, so I was really worried. Luckily, both babies and you are healthy!"
While the adults were talking, the nurse came in again to check, then gave a few instructions and left.
The two little guys were also weighed, and they were quite well-proportioned, both weighing four pounds.
Because Ling Ju had a caesarean section, she had to get out of bed and walk around a bit after an hour to pass the lochia, so everyone in the ward left first.
Before Yan Jintang left, he told her that he had secretly sent people to inquire about the whereabouts of Song Qi and Ling Yong, and asked her not to worry too much. The higher-ups were also paying attention to this matter and there would definitely be results as soon as possible.
Ling Ju nodded and thanked him softly.
Yan Jintang patted her shoulder and said, "Have a good rest. I'll come to see you tomorrow."
In the end, only Chen Chun and the Ling couple were left in the ward.
Song Lingchen was also taken back by his grandmother.
Song Zhiqing and Song Wei didn't know what they went out for, and the two of them were whispering to each other.
Ling Ju knew that it was probably related to Song Qi, but her previous sensation proved that Song Qi was still alive.
After feeding the two little ones in turn, she and both children fell asleep.
In the afternoon, she heard Zhen Zhen and Zhang Junmei coming over.
Zhang Junmei was holding two huge lunch boxes, er, rice pots, and when she opened them, they were filled with chicken soup and beef bone soup, as well as rice, vegetables and the like.
The fragrance is refreshing.
Ling Ju suddenly felt a little hungry, even though she had already eaten.
Zhang Junmei poured her a bowl and said, "It's okay to drink more. Your Uncle Li put some herbs in this. It can help the wound heal and discharge lochia, and it can also promote lactation."
Ling Ju was very grateful, "Aunt Zhang, thank you and Uncle Li so much, I will drink it well."
"You're welcome. Your Uncle Li said he'll come see you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to check your pulse and take good care of you after the baby is born. Don't get sick."
Ling Ju knew that Li Shiming was very busy now, but he still cared about her so much. She felt really grateful.
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