The first thousand two hundred and forty-five chapters suffering
"Don't be nervous. The doctors and nurses are the most professional, and the medical equipment inside is also the most advanced. Jingjing and the baby will be fine!" Song Siqing saw Lin Zhiming standing at the door of the delivery room walking back and forth, and couldn't help but comfort her.
Lin Zhiming did not stop, because only walking could relieve the tension in his heart.
Lin Zhiming swore to God that he had never been so nervous in his life.
Sweat had soaked Lin Zhiming's clothes, and the palms of Lin Zhiming's hands were also covered in sweat.
Time passed little by little.
Two hours have passed since Yao Jing entered the delivery room.
There was still no big movement in the delivery room.
Nurses came in and out of the delivery room from time to time, and Lin Zhiming would usually stop her and ask questions, but the answers she got were always the same. Although the amniotic fluid had broken, the cervix was not yet dilated, so she still had to wait.
Several more hours passed by while waiting.
Lin Zhiming felt that these few hours were as long as centuries.
He never imagined that the birth of his first child would take so long.
At this moment, the door of the delivery room opened, and a nurse came out of the delivery room holding a baby in her arms.
"Mr. Lin!" The nurse looked at Lin Zhiming and said with a smile, "It's a boy! Seven pounds and seven taels!"
Lin Zhiming quickly rushed to the nurse.
"Where's mom?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Mom is fine. She'll be out in a while. Here, hold the baby!" the nurse said, handing the swaddling clothes in her arms to Lin Zhiming.
After Lin Zhiming heard that his mother was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and took the baby.
In the swaddling clothes, a child with damp hair and some blood on his face was crying loudly.
Seeing this child, Lin Zhiming could no longer describe his feelings in words.
Full of fatherly love flowed from Lin Zhiming's body.
"Let me see it, let me, my godmother, see it!" Song Siqing came to Lin Zhiming's side and stood on tiptoes to look into the baby.
"The eyes are like Jingjing, and the mouth is like you. It's really the birth of the two of you. It's like the two of you fused." Song Siqing said excitedly.
"Then it must have been born between the two of us?" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
At this moment, the ward was pushed away again.
Yao Jing was pushed out of the ward.
Lin Zhiming rushed to Yao Jing's side immediately.
On the cart, Yao Jing's face was a little pale and her hair was messy.
"Where's the baby?" Yao Jing asked weakly.
"The baby is here, crying very loudly, very healthy, and looks very similar to you. Thank you for your hard work, Jingjing!" Lin Zhiming said excitedly.
"Show me." Yao Jing said.
Lin Zhiming quickly opened the swaddling clothes slightly and placed the child next to Yao Jing's head.
Yao Jing turned to look at the child and said, "She looks so ugly."
"Newborn babies are like this, it will be fine if they grow back!" Lin Zhiming said.
"The baby will be placed with you first, and the nurses will take him to take a bath later." The doctor walked out of the delivery room and said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, thank you doctor!" Lin Zhiming thanked him quickly.
"This is what we should do, Mr. Lin, congratulations on your baby boy!" the doctor said.
"Thank you very much!" Lin Zhiming said his thanks and couldn't help but look at the child in his arms with joy. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
The group quickly returned to Yao Jing's room.
Yao Jing lay on the bed to recover her strength, while the child was taken to take a bath by the nurse.
Lin Zhiming sat beside the hospital bed, holding Yao Jing's hand, and kept saying thank you.
"Look at you now, you don't look like a holy king." Yao Jing said lovingly, stroking Lin Zhiming's head.
"What kind of holy king am I in front of you? I am just your man and the father of your child!" Lin Zhiming said.
Yao Jing put her hand on Lin Zhiming's face and stroked it gently.
"Having such a baby makes my life worth it," Yao Jing said.
"One is not enough, Jingjing, I will have a second and third child later. It would be better to give birth to four, five, six, seven or eight, that would be fun! When I think of a large group of little brats following me and shouting, "Fuck!"
Mom, I feel happy." Song Siqing said with a smile.
"Why do you think I'm a pig after having five, six, seven or eight babies?" Yao Jing said angrily.
"It is necessary to have more children!" Lin Zhiming said.
"I don't want to have a second child for the time being." Yao Jing shook her head.
Lin Zhiming smiled and stopped mentioning the matter of having a second child.
Just then, a doctor came to the door.
"Mr. Lin, please come out," the doctor said.
Lin Zhiming stood up and walked to the door and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Lin, please come here with me." The doctor said as he walked aside.
Lin Zhiming frowned slightly, vaguely aware that something seemed to have happened.
Not long after, the doctor brought Lin Zhiming to the small room.
"Mr. Lin, when our nurse was bathing your baby just now, your baby's hand was fractured." The doctor said in a deep voice.
"What?! How could this happen? Are you so careless?! Where is my child?" Lin Zhiming excitedly grabbed the doctor's collar.
"Mr. Lin, don't be excited. It's not that our nurse was careless. She just moved your baby's hand slightly, and your baby's hand was fractured. We have already asked a doctor from the Orthopedics Department of the City Hospital to come over.
, will be there in five minutes, Mr. Lin, based on my many years of experience, your baby...should have brittle bone syndrome, otherwise, even a newborn baby would not be able to break a bone even if it moves casually."
the doctor said.
"Take me to see my child immediately!" Lin Zhiming said.
"I'll take you there, but please control your emotions!" the doctor said.
"Hurry up!" Lin Zhiming let go of his hand.
The doctor turned and walked out of the room, and then led Lin Zhiming to a ward.
The ward was filled with the cries of children, and several nurses gathered around the bed, looking at a loss.
Lin Zhiming quickly rushed to the bed and looked at the child on the bed.
Lying on the bed was his and Yao Jing's child, but at this time, the child's hand was bent strangely, and it looked like it was broken.
Lin Zhiming's heart broke instantly.
This is a newborn child, and it has broken bones?
What a hardship this must be for a child!
Lin Zhiming's eyes suddenly turned red.
"Mr. Lin, I really didn't use any force. I just lifted his hand a little and his hand was broken!" A nurse next to him explained nervously.
Lin Zhiming turned to look at the other party, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"If the doctor's examination shows that my son does not have brittle bone disease, I...will definitely not let you go!" Lin Zhiming said through gritted teeth.
"Mr. Lin, the nurses here are all experienced veterans. They have handled thousands, if not tens, of thousands of children. It is impossible for them to make such a big mistake." The doctor said.
Lin Zhiming ignored the doctor. He reached out and carefully picked up the crying baby.
"The baby is fine. Dad is here. The doctor will be here soon. Don't cry!"
The child still kept crying, and Lin Zhiming's tears finally flowed out uncontrollably.
For the first time, he felt helpless about something. Even though he was a holy king with a net worth of trillions, but now, he couldn't even protect his children. How sad this was.
At this moment, the door to the ward opened.
A doctor walked in from outside the door.
"Mr. Lin, our orthopedic surgeon is here. Let him check the baby." The obstetrician said.
Lin Zhiming looked at the orthopedic surgeon.
"Mr. Lin, please leave the child to me. I need to conduct a physical examination on him immediately!" the orthopedic surgeon said.
"Please!" Lin Zhiming handed the child to the other party with trembling hands.
The orthopedic surgeon hugged the child and immediately turned around and walked out of the ward.
Lin Zhiming hurriedly followed the other party, but in the end he could only follow him to the door of the laboratory.
Lin Zhiming paced back and forth anxiously at the door.
About half an hour later, Song Siqing found Lin Zhiming.
"Jingjing, let me come over and ask you what you are doing? Why haven't you gone back for so long? Where is the baby? Didn't you say you went to take a bath? It took too long, right?" Song Siqing asked.
"Something happened, the baby is inside now." Lin Zhiming said.
"Situation? What's wrong!?" Song Siqing asked nervously.
"Let's wait for the results." Lin Zhiming shook his head and didn't plan to say anything more, because the results of the examination haven't come out yet.
About ten minutes later, the orthopedic surgeon from before came out of the laboratory department.
"Mr. Lin, through our examination of the baby, we found that the baby does suffer from brittle bone disease. The strength of his bones is far less than that of ordinary people, so he will fracture with the slightest touch." The doctor said with a serious face.
Lin Zhiming felt as if he was struck by lightning, and he took a step back uncontrollably.
"Brittle bone disease?" Song Siqing was also stunned.
"Is there any treatment left?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"This is a genetic disease. There is currently no treatment. The growth of patients will be seriously affected by this disease, and they cannot escape the fate of frequent fractures during their growth. It can be said that this is a bad thing for children.
It's even worse than cancer," the doctor said.
"Is there really nothing we can do? The medical technology in this world is so advanced, there is no way there is nothing we can do!" Lin Zhiming said excitedly.
"According to me, there is no way to deal with this disease in today's society. I have temporarily connected the baby's bones. However, in the future, the baby is destined to become a glass man. He will not be able to do physical work or be touched hard for the rest of his life.
Touch..." the doctor said.
"I want to go see my child." Lin Zhiming said.
"Okay! Please come with me." The doctor said, leading Lin Zhiming into the laboratory department, while Song Siqing was blocked from the door.
Arriving at the laboratory department, Lin Zhiming saw his child in one of the examination rooms.
At this time, the baby had stopped crying, and his immature little hands were wrapped in bandages, which looked extremely distressing.
"Mr. Lin, perhaps there will be a breakthrough in medical technology in the future, and brittle bone disease may be cured. And as long as the children are well protected, they can still live a relatively good life. Mr. Lin, I'll go out first. What's the matter?
Me." The doctor said, turned and walked out of the ward.
Lin Zhiming put his hands on the edge of the bed and looked at his child who had fallen asleep. Tears finally fell uncontrollably.