New stage
"She looks just like Tangzi." Wang Jiajia stood on tiptoe and looked at Xiao Qingmiao who was held in Aunt Chen's arms.
"Xiang Zian, he also had a high nose when he was a child." Father Gu stretched out a finger and rubbed Xiao Qingmiao's face.
"His eyebrows and eyes are big and round like his mother's, and his nose is tall and straight like his father's." The nanny said jokingly, "This child is blessed, he has inherited the good features of his parents."
"Take the child back to the ward now. I will tell you about the child's score." The doctor led the group of people who were blocking the hall at the entrance of the operating room back to the ward.
A large group of people walked towards the ward, holding the little baby in their arms like stars surrounding the moon.
"So many people came for a birth." The person waiting at the door of the obstetrics and gynecology operating room whispered, "I just heard the one in the suit talking to the one in white. The one in white seems to be the nanny."
"It's obvious they're related. When other babies come out, the doctor gives them a few words at the door and then rushes back." The man lowered his voice and said, "How could they be so patient and send them back?"
Lin Jingming sat motionless in the chair, glanced in the direction Xiao Qingmiao left, and continued to sit there staring at the door of the operating room.
After a while, Wang Jiajia and Uncle Chen returned and accompanied Lin Jingming to wait for Xia Zhitang.
"The baby weighs 6.5 kilograms. He cries softly and kicks his feet with great strength." Wang Jiajia opened the photo album on her mobile phone to show Lin Jingming the photo of Xiao Qingmiao.
The little girl's eyes were not open yet and her skin was a little wrinkled, which was a little different from the fair and tender baby that Lin Jingming knew.
"She looks just like the one in the 3D photo." Lin Jingming still has the 3D photo saved on his phone. "She's a pretty girl."
Looking at the little Qingmiao yawning in the video, Lin Jingming couldn't help but force a smile, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.
Uncle Chen also quietly leaned over and they gathered together to look at the photos on the phone.
In the ward, Aunt Chen, the nanny and Father Gu surrounded the child tightly. He took a few glances and came over to wait for Xia Zhitang.
This baby is really good-looking, much more handsome than my son when he was little...
Lin Jingming suddenly looked up at Father Chen, who couldn't suppress his sadness, and the good mood he had just created also dissipated a little.
Life is unpredictable, and nothing is more important than life and death.
When they were in Tibet, Lin Jingming realized the weight of Xia Zhitang's tears when he was waiting for her at the door of the operating room.
When the person is gone, everything is gone, and the person left alone can only live in the pain of memories.
The birth of little Qingmiao is hope, but this hope comes with the sacrifice of his mother.
At this moment, he could not bear the pain of childbirth on behalf of Xia Zhitang, nor could he accompany her in the operating room.
A mess of thoughts were running through Lin Jingming's mind like a kaleidoscope. He finally waited until the door opened. When he saw the figure on the stretcher, he stood up as if he had sensed something.
"Xia Zhitang's family." As soon as the doctor called out, Lin Jingming rushed over.
Against the backdrop of the hospital's green striped sheets, Xia Zhitang's face was pale, losing its former healthy blush.
She had tubes inserted into her body and a needle hanging on her wrist, but she was still very sleepy and didn't look fully awake.
Lin Jingming almost couldn't hold back his tears. Such a vibrant person, now turned into this state...
When Xia Zhitang regained her consciousness, she looked up and saw Lin Jingming sitting next to her with his cell phone in his hand.
"Are you awake?" Lin Jingming threw aside his phone, which he couldn't bear to look at any more. "How do you feel?"
"I'm so tired." Xia Zhitang felt as if his body had lost control and he couldn't move his whole body.
She still doesn't want to recall the collapse she felt when the pain hit her, it was like endless torture.
No wonder sick people tend to collapse mentally first. The constant pain is so draining on the mind.
"Where is the child?" Xia Zhitang was in a daze for only a moment, and immediately felt that Xiao Qingmiao was completely separated from her body.
"Here! It's a baby girl." The nanny who heard the noise immediately brought the little girl over. "She weighs six and a half pounds and just finished her milk and fell asleep."
Xia Zhitang looked at his sleeping daughter, and couldn't help but struggle to stretch out a finger to carefully touch Xiao Qingmiao's little face.
She smiled with her eyebrows curved and her facial features showed an indescribable maternal quality.
Lin Jingming's mind moved. This temperament lingered on her face when she first discovered Xiao Qingmiao, when she discovered Xiao Qingmiao's fetal movement, and when she was doing the prenatal check-up.
He looked at the glowing person and silently thought that she must be looking forward to the little green seedling.
When Gu Zian hurriedly pushed open the door of the ward, Xiao Qingmiao had just finished feeding and fell asleep.
The noise he made when he opened the door was quite loud, which earned him a glare from Gu's father.
"Where is my wife?" Gu Zian asked softly.
"Tangtang is in the inner room." Mrs. Chen pointed softly.
Gu Zian quickly glanced at his daughter in the crib and went to find Xia Zhitang without stopping.
The doctor had just come to arrange the postoperative procedures not long ago. After another round of painful ordeal, Xia Zhitang was so tired that he fell asleep on the bed.
Wang Jiajia and Lin Jingming were doing their own things in the room. Gu Zian looked at Xia Zhitang, whose face had turned much paler, with pity. He squatted down beside the bed, gently held her fingers, and bent down to kiss the back of her hand.
Xia Zhitang frowned and moved his fingers, but he still couldn't resist the sleepiness and didn't wake up.
Lin Jingming stared at Gu Zian without any expression, and when Gu Zian looked over, he coldly shifted his gaze to Xia Zhitang's face.
Gu Zian finally noticed the two people in the ward. His brain, which had been tense for several hours, turned a few corners and finally realized that it was all thanks to them this time.
He took a few steps forward and walked over to the two of them, bowing solemnly: "Thank you."
Lin Jingming snorted coldly and said nothing.
Wang Jiajia waved her hand, told Gu Zian about Xia Zhitang's care, reminded him of the points he needed to pay attention to in the future, and then said goodbye.
"I'm leaving now. Take good care of her."
As soon as Wang Jiajia finished speaking, Lin Jingming stood up with a "swoosh".
Gu Zian looked exhausted and didn't try to persuade them to stay. He just stood up politely and saw them off.
Before leaving, Lin Jingming looked at Xia Zhitang deeply for the last time, feeling a little regretful that he did not say goodbye to her.
When Father Gu saw them coming out, he also stood up and said, "I'm going back too. Zi'an, take good care of them."
Lin Jingming glanced at Gu's father meaningfully, and intuitively felt that the old man did it on purpose.
Gu Zian wanted to send them off, but his father stopped him: "My wife and children are more important. I'll do it."
Lin Jingming couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly, but he quickly suppressed the jealousy that was leaking out.
Watching the three people walk out of the ward, Gu Zian looked at his sleeping daughter again. The little baby was lying quietly on the bed, giving people a trance-like feeling of being so cute that it was unreal.
He was thinking about Xia Zhitang who was lying alone in the inner room. He only looked at his daughter for a while and then went back to the inner room to accompany his wife.
When the faint sound of Xiao Qingmiao's crying came from outside, Xia Zhitang finally woke up from his sleep.
When she moved, she woke up Gu Zian who was lying on the bed.
Outside, the young seedlings were well taken care of and were content to harvest the wheat.
Xia Zhitang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Gu Zian with his fluffy hair, and reached out to help him smooth the hair on his head.
"Wife, I'm sorry." Gu Zi'an couldn't help but redden his eyes as he looked at Gu Zi'an, who looked tired but still gentle.
"I don't blame you. It happened suddenly." Xia Zhitang was unwilling to recall the experiences from the onset of labor to the first time he got out of bed after the operation.
"There won't be a next time, there won't be a next time." Gu Zian buried his head in Xia Zhitang's neck, repeating his regret in a low voice.
Xia Zhitang looked at the snow-white ceiling, waiting for Gu Zian to vent his negative emotions.
"Zi'an, it's enough for me to have one child, Xiao Qingmiao." She suddenly said when Gu Zi'an calmed down.
Gu Zian hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, my dear, take good care of yourself."
When Cheng Shubai and Lin Jingming arrived with gifts, the large flat where Xia Zhitang and Gu Zian lived was bustling with activity.
Aunt Chen hurried over to open the door, exchanged a few polite words, and then hurried back to the kitchen to watch over the preparation of the Chinese herbal soup for the new mother to use in bathing and dispelling wind.
Lin Jingming noticed that the nanny was cooking something in the west kitchen. She had two boilers running at the same time and was cutting vegetables in her hands.
In the dining room, Aunt Wang was cooking another pot of Chinese medicine soup. Cheng Shubai asked curiously, and Aunt Wang told him that it was for bathing the baby.
"The Gu family is quite particular." Cheng Shubai said in a low voice.
"Wasn't this the situation in your family at that time?" Lin Jingming had no idea about this.
"At that time, I went to the confinement center. I could eat and drink on time, and Mingyue could also do yoga." After comparing, Cheng Shubai still felt that going to the confinement center was more comfortable.
As they passed the small living room, Uncle Chen was squatting on the floor, unpacking a package. Various items that Lin Jingming couldn't understand were cluttered in the living room; he could only make out diapers and baby clothes.
Cheng Shubai revealed a toothache expression: "Tsk, this house will be a mess for years after having a child. Even if someone cleans it up, it will be too late to stop them from buying more and more things. When the little ancestor grows up, she will mess up the house right after she cleans it up. The nanny can't clean up as fast as she does."
Lin Jingming imagined the scene and felt inexplicably envious.
It’s so lively, every corner is filled with the smell of fireworks.
Uncle Chen put down the scissors in his hand, stood up and greeted the two people: "Oh, sorry, it's too messy."
"We're the ones who disturbed him." Cheng Shubai said with understanding, "With so many children, the family won't be idle."
"That's right, there's always work to do every day." Uncle Chen felt that there were always people at home these days, people taking care of Xia Zhitang, their relatives and friends, and people delivering documents for them...
He led the two towards the nursery: "Xiaobao was just awake, but he's grown up in the past few days. Oh, his eyes are like grapes."
Before I even reached the door, I heard a noisy shout from inside: "Hurry up and put the bottle in, or she'll cry later!"
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