"5.8 jins, it's a girl."
The nurse came out of the delivery room holding the baby and gently put it into He Tingjun's hands.
The newborn baby was soft and small, like a fragile porcelain doll. He Tingjun took it carefully, but no matter how he held it, he felt something was wrong. The baby's body was stiff as if he was holding a small landmine.
Feng Juan looked at his twisted posture, fearing that he would accidentally drop the child again.
"Tingjun, you don't know how to hold me, so why don't I do it?"
"Well, then you go first." He Tingjun didn't try to be stubborn. He really didn't know how to hold the child.
Although he had practiced with pillows at home before, the feel of a real baby was completely different from that of a pillow. When he held it in his arms, his mind went blank and he completely forgot all the postures he had learned before.
His body was stiff, and the child in his arms was uncomfortable because he was holding him so tightly. Although he didn't cry, he whimpered softly to express his dissatisfaction.
He Tingjun handed the child to Feng Juan, and the moment he let go, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He was not as tired as he was carrying a child for ten kilometers.
The joy of becoming a father for the first time did not cloud He Tingjun's mind. He was still thinking about Yun Qiao in the delivery room and asked the nurse: "Comrade nurse, how is my wife? When can she come out?"
Feng Juan also looked at the nurse with concern, waiting for her answer.
The nurse smiled and said, "Don't worry, the mother is fine. Her delivery went smoothly. She is still in the delivery room for observation and will be out soon."
"It's good that everything is alright, it's good that everything is alright." Feng Juan had an expression as if she had survived a disaster.
It's like surviving a disaster.
Giving birth to a child for a woman is no different from going through the gates of hell.
From ancient times to the present, even in modern times when medicine has developed rapidly, giving birth is not a foolproof matter.
The nurse said the mother would be out soon, so Feng Juan held the baby and waited outside with He Tingjun, staring at the door of the delivery room and waiting patiently.
After about ten minutes, the door of the delivery room finally opened, and Yun Qiao was pushed out lying on a mobile bed.
He Tingjun and Feng Juan hurried to meet them.
Looking at her pale daughter, Feng Juan's eyes turned red with heartache.
He Tingjun also held Yun Qiao's hand, his eyes full of pity, and said softly: "Wife, thank you for your hard work."
Yun Qiao smiled weakly and was pushed to the ward by the nurse. Feng Juan and He Tingjun followed closely on both sides.
Arriving at the ward, He Tingjun carefully moved Yun Qiao from the mobile bed to the hospital bed. The nurse reminded him: "Family members should not only pay attention to the child, but also pay attention to the mother's bleeding. If there is heavy bleeding, notify the nurse in time to come and deal with it."
He Tingjun immediately nodded in agreement.
"Family members, come with me. There is some information that needs to be registered."
Feng Juan said, "I'll go."
The nurse nodded: "Okay."
Feng Juan put the child in the crib and left with the nurse.
He Tingjun touched Yun Qiao's face and asked her, "Does it hurt?"
Yun Qiao didn't pretend to be strong and say that he was okay. He just nodded and said, "It hurts! It hurts a lot!"
But she did it willingly. She liked children, so she was willing to suffer this pain.
He Tingjun kissed her on the forehead distressedly, "Thank you for your hard work, my wife."
Yun Qiao smiled weakly, turned his head to look at the crib next to his mother, and said, "Bring our daughter here so I can take a look. I couldn't see clearly in the delivery room just now."
"good."
He Tingjun carefully picked up the child and gently placed him next to Yun Qiao. The little guy seemed to feel his mother's breath, closing his eyes and opening and closing his mouth.
Yun Qiao's maternal love dissipated a lot the moment she saw the little guy.
She frowned and said with some disdain: "It's a bit ugly."
He Tingjun lowered his voice and said, "Actually, I also think she's a bit ugly. I was too embarrassed to say it in front of Mom just now."
The couple looked at each other and burst out laughing.
He Tingjun stretched out a finger and poked the baby's face, saying, "Newborn babies are all ugly, but they will grow up in a few days."
Yun Qiao hummed, "I think so too. After all, we're both good-looking, so even if the child is ugly, it won't be that bad."
"She won't be ugly. Our daughter will definitely be the most beautiful girl in the compound in the future." He Tingjun is confident.
"There must be a lot of brats eyeing it." Yun Qiao started to worry.
He Tingjun: "Don't be afraid, I have a strong fist. Anyone who dares to think about it will take two punches from me first."
Yun Qiao laughed, "That's not necessary. You're such a good fighter, two punches from you would make someone spit out blood. If that's the case, then we won't have to worry about who dares to pursue her in the future, but whether she can get married."
He Tingjun snorted lightly: "It's just right that she can't get married. What's so good about those stinky boys outside? I, her father, will support her for the rest of her life."
"What? Are you going to say 'all men are bad'?" Yun Qiao teased, "Then you'll be scolding yourself too."
"Just go ahead and curse me, I'm not a good person anyway." He Tingjun didn't hesitate to make fun of himself: "Otherwise, how could your brother dislike me all day long?"
Yun Qiao was successfully amused by He Tingjun and felt a little pain in his stomach.
She quickly stopped.
I can't laugh anymore, it's not because of my physical recovery.
As he was speaking, voices were heard outside the door.
"Is this the ward?"
"109, this is the one for sure."
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