Chapter 1352 - 1378: Impact Marks
Chapter 1352: Chapter 1378: Impact Marks
Lu Xingshen said good-naturedly, "Isn’t she fine? Why would fetal movement happen?"
The doctor was frustrated and dissatisfied, "I wanted to ask you that. Your wife’s lower abdomen has bruises from an impact. It’s lucky she was brought in early, otherwise, it could’ve been one corpse, two lives, do you understand?"
Lu Xingshen’s dark eyes were filled with a thick night, bursting with indescribable emotions.
He recalled the shove he gave Jiang Tian yesterday—was he the cause?
Looking at the blood on his hands, he suddenly felt a wave of regret, stronger than when he first heard that Shi Nuan fell in love with Chu Zhan, shivering silently.
The doctor didn’t say much, quickly closing the door to the operating room, beginning Jiang Tian’s childbirth.
Because Jiang Tian’s body was too weak to support natural childbirth, a cesarean section was used.
Lu Xingshen went to handle the paperwork, then returned to wait outside the operating room. Aunt Zhang went home to fetch the clothes and items needed for Jiang Tian post-delivery, and the child’s medical supplies.
During this time, Lu Xingshen made a call and instructed, "Make the arrangements for Miss Shi, as she likes going abroad so much, let her stay overseas for half a year."
No one knows how much time had passed; Lu Xingshen’s feet were numb from standing when the loud cry of a child came from the operating room, and the man’s body slightly froze.
Soon after, the doctor came out, and Lu Xingshen’s brow bone twitched, asking unnaturally,
"How—how is she?"
"Not easy, huh, not asking about the child first," the doctor glanced at Lu Xingshen with displeasure, saying,
"You brought her in just in time, the child and mother are safe, but your wife is too weak and needs to rest well during the postpartum period."
The nurse soon came out holding the newborn child, cleaned and wrapped in a cloth, smiling and saying,
"Congratulations, it’s a son."
Lu Xingshen was slightly stunned; Jiang Tian had given him a son.
The nurse, seeing Lu Xingshen’s lack of reaction, said,
"Sir, come and see your son quickly, we need to perform checks and take the footprints soon."
Lu Xingshen, somewhat mechanically, stepped forward and lowered his head to look.
The child was small and skinny, his body was wrinkled and reddish, eyes closed, with exceptionally long eyelashes.
Though not yet fully formed, it was clear he was a handsome child.
He was, his child.
Lu Xingshen suddenly felt a strange sensation inside, staring at the child intensely, as if he couldn’t imagine it, that there was his blood running through the child—the wonder of the Creator unveiling a tsunami in his heart.
Seeing Lu Xingshen’s handsome appearance, the nurse couldn’t help but speak,
"Sir, please hold your son."
Lu Xingshen’s eyes were thick, "Can I hold him?"
The nurse laughed, "Of course you can, he’s your son!"
Lu Xingshen’s demeanor was unusually dazed, "Ho—how do I hold?"
The nurse thought to herself, the man doesn’t seem as irresponsible as the doctor said, he appears to care for the child, doesn’t he?
She smiled and said, "Just extend your arms, like this. Bend your arms slightly, supporting the back of the head with your palm, and make sure to cradle the neck too..."
Under the nurse’s guidance, little by little, slowly, Lu Xingshen steadily held the child in his arms. The newborn was soft, in contrast to his firm hands.
Lu Xingshen actually felt a bit nervous, holding stiffly, afraid to use strength for fear of hurting the child, and also scared of dropping the child from lack of grip. Holding the child for just a few seconds, he broke into a cold sweat.
Seeing Lu Xingshen’s cute response, the nurse couldn’t stop laughing and decided not to torment him further, taking the child and leaving.
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