Lin Xinlan said with a smile, "Maybe you’re holding him the wrong way, Xiaotian is very cute. When I saw him, he even smiled at me."
What a bunch of nonsense!
How could someone so small know how to smile!
Rong Shaoze nodded, "Hmm, I also think he’s very cute. Xinlan, if you’re tired, just rest. I’m here, you don’t have to worry about anything."
"Hmm." Lin Xinlan nodded, her gaze involuntarily shifting towards the baby.
Rong Shaoze moved his body, blocking her view, and helped the nurse push her to the hospital room upstairs.
Lin Xinlan stayed in the hospital for three days, and her condition improved significantly.
And the tumor test results also came back. It was benign. Knowing she was fine, everyone was very happy.
Rong Shaoze held her hand, so happy he didn’t know what to say.
The stone in Lin Xinlan’s heart finally dropped. This was great; her body was healthy, she would always be with Rong Shaoze, and she would watch Xiaotian grow up.
Only, if Xiaocong were also by her side, it would be perfect...
Xiaotian was a lively, very active baby.
Just a few days after birth, he liked to wave his tiny fists and stare with his big, shiny eyes like a little smart aleck, never resting for a moment.
Lin Xinlan was very fond of him, playing with him every day.
Every time she played with him for several hours, without a break.
Rong Shaoze was completely neglected. Every time he held his son, Xiaotian would cry, and Lin Xinlan’s heart was solely occupied by her son, with no room for him.
"Xinlan, your body hasn’t fully recovered yet. Let the nurse take care of the baby. Don’t tire yourself out." Saying this, he picked up the baby from beside her, and Rong’s mother reached out and took him over.
"Yes, you’ve just given birth and need to do a month-long confinement. You must take care of your health, don’t let any lingering health issues remain."
Rong’s mother comforted Xiaotian as she said to Lin Xinlan, "When I gave birth to Shaoze, I barely touched him for the entire month. Although my heart itched, it was important to take care of the body. Childbirth is tough for women, and if the body collapses too, it’s truly unfortunate."
Lin Xinlan smiled, "Alright, I’ll rest well."
In reality, having someone care for her moved her deeply.
After more than a week in the hospital, Lin Xinlan’s condition improved significantly, and it was time to be discharged.
Rong Shaoze didn’t let her walk, carrying her downstairs, while Rong’s mother carried Xiaotian.
Rong’s mother found the greatest joy in taking care of Xiaotian, turning the hired maternity matron into a mere decoration.
Back home, Lin Xinlan wanted to shower, but during the confinement period, she couldn’t, so she had to put up with the dirt and smell.
Rong Shaoze tucked her in, leaned close to her, his forehead touching hers, his bright eyes staring straight at her.
Lin Xinlan pushed his body away, smiling, "I have a smell, stay away from me."
Rong Shaoze laughed, burying his head in her neck, his thin lips pressed against her skin, his warm breath spreading over her, making Lin Xinlan shiver slightly.
"Where’s the smell? It clearly smells nice." He didn’t even realize that women who’ve just given birth often have a milky scent.
Others might find it unpleasant, but he found it warm and comforting.
"Xinlan, I’m glad you decided to have the baby. Otherwise, I would have regretted it someday." He said suddenly in a muffled voice.
No matter how cold-hearted he might be, he could never be indifferent to his own child.