Chapter 329: 6.6 Jin, Mother and Child Are Safe

In the hospital.

Lu Dinghua and Ning Zhengguo all arrived. The doctors and nurses pushed Ning Qing into the delivery room. "Sorry, there are too many of you. We can't all go in. At most one can go in."

"One?" Song Yajing said, "Shaoming, you..."

Lu Shaoming has already walked in.

…

In the delivery room.

Ning Qing was lying on the stage, her face was pale, her head was covered with sweat due to the severe pain, and her hair was all messy and stuck to her cheeks.

The doctor is talking, "New mother, relax, take a deep breath, inhale, push hard..."

"Ah!" Ning Qing clutched the sheets tightly with her little hands. She tried her best, but it didn't work. Tears burst out of her eyes. "It hurts, it hurts..."

"Madam." Lu Shaoming put on protective clothing and ran over quickly. He squatted down, took Ning Qing's little hand, and kissed it, "Madam, don't be afraid. Listen to the doctor, little Lu Shaoming will be out soon."

Ning Qing had never experienced this kind of pain. It turned out that giving birth was so painful. She cried and shook her head, "Hubby, no, I can't... It hurts, it really hurts..."

Lu Shaoming looked at her little face stained with tears and felt extremely distressed. He coaxed softly, "Madam, be good, hold on, think about our little Mr. Lu."

Mr. Xiao Lu?

Ning Qing gritted her teeth and exerted strength.

The doctor was pleasantly surprised and said, "New mother, you did a great job. If you try harder, you can already see the baby's head."

Lu Shaoming stroked Ning Qing's forehead, "Ma'am, did you hear that, little Lu's head has come out? Madam, if you try harder, it won't hurt after the birth."

Ning Qing bit her lower lip tightly with her scallop-like teeth, almost drawing blood. Lu Shaoming looked at her and kissed her quickly, "Madam, let go, don't hurt yourself, just bite me if you want to."

The doctor saw that the pregnant woman was already exerting force. If she exerted more force, she would definitely be able to deliver the baby. However, the pregnant woman's body felt weak and she could no longer exert herself.

The doctor felt strange and quickly raised his eyes. When he saw it, he immediately said angrily, "Sir, you can't kiss now. Didn't you see that your wife turned to water when you kissed her? How can you give birth to a child?"

The doctors and nurses in the ward burst into laughter.

"Sorry, sorry." Lu Shaoming quickly left Ning Qing's lips. He rolled his Adam's apple and gasped for breath. He was inexperienced and wanted to kiss her when she saw the pain.

She didn't know that giving birth to a child would cause her to suffer so much. She is only a 21-year-old girl.

Ning Qing looked at the man's embarrassed look, and finally a smile appeared on her pinched face.

At this time, a contraction of pain came, "Ah", she screamed, holding the sheets with both hands and exerting all her strength...

"Wow..." the baby's loud cry came out.

Lu Shaoming slowly stood up straight and looked sideways.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the setting sun outside the window filled the earth. In the warm golden splendor, the doctor brought a baby over and said, "Sir, congratulations, it's a son, weighing 6 pounds and 6 taels. Mother and child are safe." "

It’s a son…

First there was a voice echoing in Lu Shaoming's ears, then countless voices, and then it seemed as if the whole world was telling him, Lu Shaoming, you have a son.

The doctor handed the baby over, and Lu Shaoming reached out to pick it up. It was so soft and small, just a little...

Lu Shaoming carried the baby to Ning Qing, lowered his body and showed it to her. Now he could kiss her. He kissed her forehead gently, "Madam, look, the little Lu Shao Ming you gave birth to to me, we Mr. Xiao Lu.”

Ning Qing's whole body was covered in sweat. She reached out to touch the baby's face. It was so nice, their little Mr. Lu.

Ning Qing closed her eyes.

When Lu Shaoming saw Ning Qing closing her eyes, his expression suddenly changed, "Ning Qing, Ning..."

"Sir," the doctor said quickly, "Sir, don't be nervous. The new mother is just too tired and fell asleep. Now let the new mother sleep and don't disturb her."

Lu Shaoming was worried and reached out to touch Ning Qing's face, "Are you really asleep?"

The doctor smiled, "Sir, don't worry, you really fell asleep."

"Yes." Lu Shaoming nodded.

…

In the ward.

Lu Dinghua, Song Yajing, Yue Wanqing and Ning Zhengguo all gathered around the stroller to watch, "Look at Mr. Lu, his facial features look like Shaoming's, but his eyes and lips look like our Qingqing."

"Haha, yes, the genes of these parents are so good, little Lu Shaobao must be a handsome boy."

The grandparents burst into laughter.

Lu Shaoming was leaning against the wall at the moment. He wiped his trouser pockets with one hand and looked at the stroller through the slit. Little Lu was wrapped in a goose-yellow blanket. Little Lu's hair was black and thick, like his mother's three thousand blue hairs. Her black hair is too small, and her skin is red and wrinkled. She has been sleeping since she was born and has not even opened her eyes. She can't tell who she looks like.

These grandparents are talking nonsense.

At this time, a doctor walked by in the corridor, and Lu Shaoming quickly said, "Doctor, why is my wife not awake yet? She has been sleeping for 2 hours."

The doctor showed a helpless smile. In the past two hours, Mr. Lu had asked this question no less than ten times.

So nervous.

The doctor said, "Mr. Lu, the new mother is really just sleeping. If you are really worried, you can wake the new mother up."

Wake her up?

Lu Shaoming looked at the hospital bed. Little Miss Lu was born. She no longer had that round belly. Her slender and shiny body was just like a small ball sleeping on the hospital bed.

The eyelashes as long as cicada wings were hanging down quietly, and the soft little face was full of energy and rosy, but there was a tired look under the eyelids.

Lu Shaoming shook his head. Although he was worried, he still didn't wake her up.

Reluctant to part with it.

At this time, Song Yajing smiled and said, "Shaoming, Qingqing has exhausted her energy after giving birth to little Lu Shao and needs sleep. Don't be too nervous. No one will compete with you for your wife."

Lu Dinghua glanced at his son and said, "Shaoming, come here and see little Lu. Don't keep staring at Ning Qing. Ning Qing will wake up."

Yue Wanqing and Ning Zhengguo both laughed when they saw their son-in-law sleeping on their daughter. The young couple had a good relationship and they were happy to see it come to fruition.

At this time, there was a squeak, and Ning Qing moved on the bed and slowly opened her eyes.

Lu Shaoming's body stiffened, his eyes brightened, and he raised his feet and stepped forward.

But it was useless, because there was someone faster than him. Those grandparents who advised him not to be nervous all rushed to the bedside and surrounded Ning Qing.

Lu Shaoming, "..."

Yue Wanqing helped Ning Qing sit up, and then put a soft cushion on her, "Qingqing, how are you? Do you feel any pain?"

Ning Qing shook her head, "Mom, I don't feel any pain..."

He said that Lu Shaoming saw Ning Qing's eyes move and was looking for someone in the ward.

He raised the corners of his lips and wanted to step forward.

But, "Mom, where is Mr. Xiao Lu?"

Lu Shaoming, "..."

The confinement sister-in-law pushed the stroller in front of Ning Qing, "Madam, Mr. Lu is here."

The four of them moved aside a little, and Ning Qing moved a little closer to the bed. She was wearing a pink confinement suit. She lowered her body and took out Little Lu's slightly bigger hand from the goose-yellow blanket. Putting it to her mouth and kissing it, the new mother's voice was sweet and soft, "Hi, Mr. Lu, you finally came to this world, Mommy loves you."

Lu Shaoming's whole body was numb, his blood was boiling, but he couldn't exert any strength and couldn't explain what it felt like. He only had his wife and his son in his heart...

The confinement sister-in-law smiled and said, "Madam, are you planning to breastfeed?"

Ning Qing nodded without hesitation, "Yes."

"Okay, my wife just woke up, let's eat some noodles first, and try to feed Little Lu later." Yuesao said professionally.

At this time, Yue Wanqing opened the thermos cup and said, "Qingqing, I just gave birth to a baby. Let's eat some brown sugar noodles first."

Ning Qing went to pick up the chopsticks, "Mom, I'll do it myself."

"Qingqing, let mom feed you. From now on, you will be in confinement. You have to pay attention to yourself this month. Women in confinement are the most precious. If you are not careful, you will suffer from confinement disease."

"Mom, I understand." Ning Qing nodded.

Yue Wanqing picked up the noodles with chopsticks and put them to Ning Qing's lips. Ning Qing didn't eat. She looked sideways at Lu Shaoming, who had been standing there since she woke up.

He took off his thin woolen coat, revealing the gray striped sweater and black trousers underneath. At this time, he wiped his trouser pockets with one hand, showing his tall and handsome figure.

When Lu Shaoming saw her, his neglected heart suddenly came to life, and he looked back at her with bright eyes.

His deep and bright eyes were filled with her reflection.

Sometimes, some words don’t need to be said at all, a look is enough.

Ning Qing's face was very red. She opened her mouth and took a bite of noodles, lowering her eyes as she ate.

Seeing her daughter's shy look, Yue Wanqing couldn't help but smile and said, "My daughter is so grown up that I can't help myself. This man started looking for a husband without even taking a few glances at her."

Song Yajing agreed, "No, my son doesn't even look at his own son, his whole mind is focused on his wife."

Everyone is laughing.

"Mom, don't laugh at me!" Ning Qing raised her eyes and scolded them.

Lu Shaoming leaned back against the wall. The family in front of him was talking and laughing. Even the serious and rigid mother in his memory had changed. The ward was dimly lit, and he felt warmer than ever before.

Yue Wanqing stood up and handed the thermos cup to Lu Shaoming, "Shaoming, come and feed Qingqing. I'll go back and make soup for Qingqing."

Ning Qing stretched out her fingers and tugged at the corner of her mother's clothes. She looked up embarrassedly and said, "Mom."

Song Yajing covered her mouth and snickered, "Qingqing, you girl, what's wrong with Shaoming feeding you noodles? This little Lu Shao has already given birth, so why are you even more shy?"

Ning Qing was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak.

"Mom!" Lu Shaoming stepped forward and took the thermos cup from Yue Wanqing's hand. He frowned and glanced at Song Yajing, which meant - say less.

Song Yajin was so happy that Lu Dinghua interrupted, "Look at this guy who protects his shortcomings."

Lu Shaoming ignored them. He sat on the bed and looked at the girl. Her three thousand black hairs were scattered messily, and a few strands fell on her beautiful pink neck. Her beautiful and white face was pink, maybe she had just given birth. Excluding the reason why the child wasted her strength, her whole body was somewhat delicate and beautiful, and her frail and fragrant shoulders under the pink confinement suit were especially endearing to men.