Coincidentally, Fu Tingxiu knew it well.

This was just his "return gift" to Yang Zheng.

Come and don't come, it's indecent.

Yang Zheng hurried to the obstetrics department, where Zhang Chunyan was undergoing surgery. She was too old to have a normal delivery, so she had to have a caesarean section.

Yang Zheng anxiously paced back and forth outside the operating room. About half an hour later, a midwife came out and asked, "Are Zhang Chunyan's family members here?"

"exist."

Yang Zheng stepped forward quickly: "I am Zhang Chunyan's husband. How is my wife? How are the children?"

"The mother and child are safe." The midwife said, "It's a boy, weighing six pounds and four ounces. The mother is still stitching up the wound. Please don't worry."

When he heard it was a boy, Yang Zheng's face suddenly showed joy. He had been looking forward to this child for a long time.

Soon, the doctor brought the dressed baby over. Although the baby was born more than half a month prematurely, everything was normal and the baby did not need to be kept in an incubator.

Yang Zheng smiled and stepped forward to hug the baby: "This is my son."

"Congratulations to Secretary Yang." The dean came after hearing the news, followed by senior officials from the hospital.

Everyone offered their blessings: "Secretary Yang, congratulations to Lin'er."

"This child is full of heaven and looks like a man of great wealth."

"The eyebrows and eyebrows look very similar to Secretary Yang's."

Everyone flatters me in all kinds of ways, no matter whether it is true or not, they just pick up nice things.

Yang Zheng was elated when he heard this. He hugged the child and smiled from ear to ear. This was considered a middle-aged child, but it was a great joy.

Soon, Zhang Chunyan also came out of the operating room and was placed in the best ward, where everything was fully prepared.

The anesthetic hadn't worn off yet, and Zhang Chunyan hadn't woken up yet. Yang Zheng put the child on the crib and let everyone else go out.

Yang Zheng gently rocked the crib and looked at the child carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it didn't look like him.

The child's eyebrows are more like Lin Weilong.

The suspicion in Yang Zheng's heart popped up again. Could it be that this child really belongs to Zhang Chunyan and Lin Weilong?

When he first discovered the adultery between Lin Weilong and Zhang Chunyan, it was not that Yang Zheng had not thought about this issue, but he chose to avoid talking about it and chose to deceive himself.

The Yang family couldn't cut off their relationship with him. Zhang Chunyan was his wife, and the son born from her belly was naturally his son.

At that time, Yang Zheng was also betting that the child was his, so he gave up the idea of ​​taking a paternity test.

Now Yang Zheng was shaken by this idea.

Yang Zheng stretched out his hands towards the baby, and just when he was about to pick him up, Zhang Chunyan woke up.

"Yang Zheng." The wound on Zhang Chunyan's stomach hurt. She didn't dare to speak too loudly because it hurt.

"Yanzi, you're awake." Yang Zheng retracted his hands and immediately walked to Zhang Chunyan: "Here, drink lipstick and sugar water first."

Zhang Chunyan didn't want to drink anything and shook her head: "Where is the child?"

"Over there." Yang Zheng pointed to the crib: "It's a son, Yanzi, thank you for your hard work."

"Bring your son over here and let me see him." Zhang Chunyan's motherly nature was aroused and she wanted to see her son regardless of the pain.

Yang Zheng brought the child over: "Yanzi, look how soundly he sleeps. He just took some milk powder and now he's asleep again."

Newborn babies spend most of their time sleeping, apart from eating.

Seeing the child's appearance, Zhang Chunyan's heart skipped a beat and she felt guilty.

Because the child looks a bit like Lin Weilong. Is this child really Lin Weilong's?

Zhang Chunyan glanced at Yang Zheng subconsciously, wanting to see his reaction. Seeing Yang Zheng's happy brows, she suppressed her thoughts and said, "Have you chosen a good name for your son?"

"After I take it, I will call it Yang Shuo." Yang Zheng said with a smile: "Shuo means fruitful. We have worked hard for most of our lives just to make life better for future generations."

Seeing that Yang Zheng was so concerned about the child, Zhang Chunyan felt a little more at ease: "This name is very good."

Yang Zheng put the baby back again and asked, "Why is everything so fine? Suddenly he was born prematurely."

"This was an accident." Zhang Chunyan said: "I was walking in the community, and a food delivery guy came out, riding an electric bicycle. It startled me, and I fell."

Hearing that it was an accident, Yang Zheng suddenly beat his heart. Thinking of Fu Tingxiu inviting him to dinner tonight, his expression suddenly became solemn.

Yang Zheng understood that this was Fu Tingxiu's "return gift" to him. Meng Ning almost had an accident not long ago, and today, Zhang Chunyan had an accident.

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