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Finally, the lips slowly parted.

Jiang Huainian's hands were trembling slightly. He supported himself on the edge of the bed, lowered his head, buried his face deeply in Anran's neck, and sobbed softly.

It wet Anran's neck and her heart.

Anran gently stroked his hair, giving him the most gentle comfort.

She endured the pain from the cesarean section wound and comforted him softly, "It's okay, don't cry."

After a while, Jiang Huainian stopped crying. He tried his best to control his emotions, turned his face away and wiped the tears from his face.

Only then did An Ran see his appearance clearly.

He was wearing messy pajamas and his hands and body were covered with blood, which was particularly glaring in the sunlight.

An Ran's eyes were sore, and she gently hooked her little finger around his.

Jiang Huainian was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, turned around, and there were still traces of tears on his face.

He reached out his other hand and gently stroked Anran's head, running his fingers through her hair, bringing waves of soft touch.

He said in a hoarse voice: "It's good that everything is fine, it's good that everything is fine, thank God."

An Ran couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a faint, gentle smile.

Jiang Huainian tried hard to control his emotions, his eyes slowly moved from An Ran's pale face to her lower abdomen, and asked with concern.

"Does the wound hurt?"

An Ran nodded gently, "A little bit."

Jiang Huainian's brows tightened involuntarily. He imagined how painful it would be when the knife was cut, and his heart ached again.

An Ran reached out and smoothed his frown, "Kid, how are you?"

Jiang Huai Nian nodded slightly, "It's nothing serious."

Hearing the news, An Ran breathed a sigh of relief and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"I want to see him."

Jiang Huainian held her hand and put it on his cheek. "Wait until your wounds have healed a little, then go see him. There are professionals taking care of him, so the boy is fine."

At this moment, the door was knocked gently and then slowly opened.

"Mom~" An Qian's childish voice came.

A hint of tenderness flashed across An Ran's eyes. She struggled to get up, but Jiang Huainian held her firmly.

An Qian trotted to the bedside, hugged An Ran's arms tightly, and rubbed her little face against her arms.

"Mom, Qianqian misses you very much."

"Baby, mommy missed you too. Who did you come here with?"

"I came here with my great grandfather." An Qian raised her head, looked at her mother with sparkling eyes, and puffed up her cheeks to tell her the truth, "I saw Dad kissing you, but grandma insisted that you were still sleeping."

An Ran tilted her head slightly and saw through the glass window of the ward that the outside was full of people. Ren Yunnan smiled at her. An Ran's face suddenly became red and she glared at Jiang Huainian.

"Mom, grandma said that your little brother came out of your belly. Does your stomach still hurt? Qianqian will blow air for you." As she spoke, An Qian opened her little mouth and tried to stand on tiptoe to blow air into Anran's belly.

An Ran couldn't help laughing and gently stroked An Qian's head.

"There was a shallow whirring sound. Mommy felt much better and there was no pain at all."

An Qian seemed to be encouraged by her mother's words. She opened her mouth and exhaled more vigorously into An Ran's belly.

Jiang Huaian smiled, gently picked up his daughter and let her sit in his arms, "It's okay, thank you for your hard work, baby."

An Qian hugged Jiang Huainian's neck, put her little face against his, and rubbed it affectionately.

She raised her head and said to him mysteriously, "Dad, I'll tell you a secret."

Jiang Huainian moved closer out of curiosity, while An Qian leaned over to his ear and whispered in a childish voice, "I have a younger brother!"

Jiang Huai Nian smiled and nodded, "Have you seen your brother?"

An Qian nodded vigorously, "My little brother is so small."

At this time, the doctor and the nurse came in. Jiang Huainian stepped aside holding his daughter, stretched his neck and asked, "Is my wife okay? Her wound hurts."

The doctor nodded, "All indicators are normal. It will be a little painful after the anesthesia wears off. This is normal."

She turned to look at An Ran and asked softly, "Is this pain still acceptable? Do you need painkillers?"

An Ran shook her head, "It's okay, no need."

The doctor adjusted the flow rate of the drip.

An Ran asked, "How is my child?"

Doctor: "There are no symptoms of infection at present. The nurse fed him some milk from the breast milk bank. The little guy is quite hungry and drinks a lot. If you have milk, tell the nurse. If you don't have milk, don't force it. The mother's mood is the most important. There is no need to blame yourself."

"Okay." An Ran nodded.

After the doctor and nurse explained the precautions, they left the ward.

An Yunxin and others entered the ward.

"Ranran." An Yunxin walked to the bedside, gently held Anran's hand, with tears in her eyes.

An Ran looked at An Yunxin, then at her family behind her, and said softly, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

Everyone shook their heads at the same time.

An Ran smiled warmly and murmured, "Mom, have you seen the child?"

An Yunxin nodded.

"Are there any photos? I'd like to see them."

Li Xuehai immediately handed over his cell phone and asked An Ran to look after the child.

When An Ran saw the child, her nose suddenly felt sore. He was so small, even smaller than An Qian when he was born, with tubes inserted in his body. He looked a little fragile. It was because she did not protect him well that he had to lie in the incubator since he was born.

Jiang Huainian noticed the change in An Ran's expression and put away his phone. "He's fine. Nothing's wrong. He'll stay in the incubator for a while. He'll be able to be discharged when he's well."

An Ran lowered her eyes, her fingers unconsciously stroking the bed sheets.

Uncle Zhang pushed Jiang Hongxi's wheelchair to An Ran.

Jiang Hongxi gave a thumbs up and smiled brightly, "Good boy, you are great! The baby is fine, don't worry, the doctor said that his condition is better than other premature babies. The most important thing is that you take good care of yourself and get better soon."

"Thank you, grandpa."

-

When Feng Jiajia woke up and turned on her phone, she saw that An Yunxin had sent her a message.

She excitedly kicked Wei Jingshen who was still sleeping beside her.

“Depth of field! Depth of field! Wake up quickly, Ranran has given birth! She gave birth in the early morning!”

Wei Jingshen was startled by the kick. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, tried to focus his vision, and said slowly: "Oh, really? That's really something to be happy about. We will go to the hospital to visit her later."

"Right now! Right now! Right now!" Feng Jiajia twisted his arm, jumped off the bed and rushed to the bathroom. She suddenly stopped, feeling something was wrong, and quickly returned.

"What's the date today?"

Wei Jingshen took the phone in a daze, yawned, and said vaguely: "April 4th."

Feng Jiajia paused for a moment, "That's not right, isn't Ranran's due date in May?"

Wei Jingshen nodded blankly.

Feng Jiajia frowned, "Hurry up, Ranran is in premature labor! We have to go to the hospital immediately!"