Outside the delivery room, Han Yunwen had already been in for an hour.
Father Han was pacing in front of the door with his brows furrowed, and Mother Han was praying to God over and over again with a very pious expression.
Half an hour ago she was worshiping Buddha, but later she was worried that Buddha would not care about it, so she turned around and started to believe in God.
Chinese people.
I have always been very pragmatic in terms of religious beliefs. If it works, I'll just do it. I'll have enough incense and tributes. If it doesn't work, then get rid of Te Niang's feudal superstition!
Han Yuntao also put down his business and came over. At this time, he was accompanying Mother Han, looking at the delivery room in front of him with worry on his face.
Chu Heng sat on the bench with a calm face and smoked a cigarette, feeling very anxious.
On the side, the servants and bodyguards of the family were also praying silently, hoping that the mother and son would be safe.
Han Yunwen is usually kind to others, doesn't have many rules, and never scolds them harshly, so she is very popular with these people.
"Mr. Han."
Cong Guangda, the deputy director of the hospital, also accompanied him at the door of the delivery room. Seeing that Han's father was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, he hurriedly comforted him: "Giving a baby is not so fast. Sometimes two or three hours is normal.
Just wait with peace of mind. Don't worry, Miss Han has checked it many times and everything is normal. There will definitely be no accidents."
"Oh, I'd like to lend you some kind words."
Father Han reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, and then continued to circle around. Obviously, this comfort had no effect.
Cong Guangda smiled helplessly when he saw this, and stopped doing such useless comfort. He walked to the side and sat down, staying with them quietly.
Although it's basically useless here without him, he can't leave because it's a matter of attitude.
After all, lying inside were the wife and children of the hospital's big benefactor.
Time passed quietly like this, and more than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
"Squeak!"
At this moment, the door to the delivery room finally opened, and a middle-aged nurse in her thirties or forties came out with a smile and a baby in her arms: "Congratulations, mother and child are safe!"
"Ouch! It worked out!"
Everyone outside the door breathed a long sigh of relief, and then swarmed forward to see the little baby.
The little guy who was just born was dirty, his skin was red and wrinkled, he looked like a little old man.
Ugly!
"This kid is so handsome."
"Eyes like Tsuneko."
"The nose looks a bit like Xiao Wen'er."
But Mother Han and others kept praising him for his good looks.
Chu Heng looked blankly at his hairless monkey-like son, really unable to see what was so handsome about him.
Soon, Mother Han held the child in her arms like a baby and sent her to the special care ward. Han Yuntao helped them up and followed him with his son Han Cheng, several servants and bodyguards.
In an instant, most of the people outside the delivery room were gone. Only Chu Heng, Father Han and a few bodyguards were waiting outside the door for Han Yunwen to come out.
Not long after, Han Yunwen was also pushed out. She looked in a very bad condition, her lips were white, her face was weak, and she was covered in sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water.
"How do you feel?" Chu Heng immediately stepped forward and held Han Yunwen's slender palm.
"I'm just tired." Han Yunwen smiled weakly: "Have you seen the child? Isn't he very handsome?"
"Bierjun, just like me!" Chu Heng grinned and reached out to gently push away a strand of wet hair stuck to her cheek: "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard at all." Han Yunwen shook her head with happiness on her face.
"Stop talking here and let Xiaowen go to the ward to rest." Father Han felt sorry for his daughter and hurriedly stepped forward to push the stretcher and went to the special care ward.
When they arrived in the ward, Han Yunwen impatiently shouted to Mother Han and others who were surrounding the little guy lying on a small bed: "Show me the baby, show me the baby quickly!"
"Come, come." Mother Han hurriedly carried the child over and brought it to her with a smile on her face: "Come and take a look, he's a fat boy weighing 7 pounds and 90 pounds."
"very nice!"
Han Yunwen looked at the swaddled little guy that she had sacrificed half of her life for, and her sickly and beautiful face was filled with a strong glow of motherly love.
She tilted her head and kissed her son gently, then turned to look at Chu Heng: "Help me up, the doctor said it's best to breastfeed as soon as possible after giving birth."
"Oh." Chu Heng hurriedly stepped forward to help her sit up, and the other men also turned around and left the room.
"Come on, hug me!"
Mother Han carefully handed the child to her.
Han Yunwen took the little guy, looked down, and couldn't help but kiss him on his pretty face. Then she lifted up her clothes and started feeding the baby.
Perhaps it was biological instinct. The little guy who was eating for the first time hugged the granary without any instruction, opened his little mouth and started to eat. The food was delicious.
"It's so exciting!"
Han Yunwen looked down at him with a smile.
"You are so energetic. The young master will definitely be a strong young man when he grows up!" Zhao Fang, a servant on the side, praised with a smile.
"That's true. A strong mouth and a strong body are not bad either." Mother Han looked at her grandson dotingly.
Chu Heng looked at Xiao Han's pair of poor band-aids and felt that his strong-mouthed second son would most likely starve.
And the reality was just as he expected.
The little guy only took a few bites, and the taste started to come out as soon as he smashed it.
No more food!
This guy was so anxious that he opened his mouth and burst into tears.
"Wow wow wow..."
Fortunately, Chu Heng and the others had already made preparations for this. They quickly went to prepare some milk powder specifically for newborns. The little guy calmed down and happily held the bottle and ate it.
"Why!"
Han Yunwen looked at her son guiltily, and then looked down at her two pitiful band-aids. She wanted to take a slipper and slap them twice, so that they would at least be bigger.
Seeing this, Chu Heng stepped forward and comforted him: "Don't look at it. There are some things in your life that you should never force. If you don't have that kind of physique, you won't be able to have it again. Just get some sleep."
"Go aside!"
Han Yunwen raised her head and rolled her eyes at him, then stopped paying attention to him and happily lowered her head to look at her delicious son in her arms.
Not long after.
The little guy ate and drank enough, and then started to yawn.
"Give it to me." Mother Han stepped forward to take the child, and while coaxing him to sleep, she asked them both: "Have you thought about what the child will be called?"
"I've thought about it for a long time. I'll call him Han Yu." Chu Heng said with a smile.
"Han Yu...it's good." Mother Han muttered it for a few times and found it quite pleasant. She lowered her head with a smile and said to the little guy who was about to fall asleep: "Grandson, you have a name. It's Han Yu."
, are you happy or not?”
Little Han Yuli ignored her, just smashed her mouth and fell asleep.
Immediately after the excitement in her body had passed, Han Yunwen was suddenly exhausted and fell into a deep sleep while lying on the hospital bed.
Seeing this, Mother Han asked Chu Heng and Zhao Fang to stay with her in the room. She quietly left the ward, and asked her cooking aunt Lu Xiu to leave the hospital with her and rushed back to the mountainside villa to cook and make soup for her daughter.
