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After Ling Yiran and Xing Han completed the custody procedures, they immediately went to the hospital to pick up the child and leave the hospital.

The child is healthy except for congenital heart disease.

Ling Yiran carried the child into Xing Han's car, smiled and said to the child: "Kang Bao, you will be called Kang Bao from now on."

Ling Kangbao is still not very used to this name, Nuo Nuo said: "Kangbao."

"Yes, you will be called Kang Bao from now on, and I will be your father from now on." Ling Yiran pointed to himself, then to Xing Han: "He is your father."

"Dad." Ling Kangbao was familiar with his father's title. When he mentioned his father, he subconsciously thought of his former father, and his eyes lit up: "Where is father?"

"Here, here, I am your father." Ling Yiran pointed to himself and said, "Call me Dad."

Ling Kangbao is only two years old, and Ling Yiran has been taking care of him. He is very close to Ling Yiran, so when Ling Yiran asked his father, he immediately called: "Daddy."

"Son, you are so good." Ling Yiran really thinks that the child is too good. Since he woke up from the illness, he has visited his parents twice and explained to the child that his parents are going to work far away. Spend time with him and ask him to be obedient, and the child will really not wake up and make trouble. Obedience makes people feel distressed.

Ling Kangbao giggled.

Seeing Ling Yiran kissing and hugging the child, Xing Han's eyes twitched, and he kept comforting himself in his heart: Now Zhongyue is just an ignorant child, so he can't be jealous or angry.

Seeing that Xing Han was silent, Ling Yiran turned the child to Xing Han and said, "Call father."

Ling Kangbao looked up at him in a daze.

"Father, dear..." Ling Yiran taught him to read word by word.

"Father."

"Yes, father." Ling Yiran pointed to Xing Han: "You will call him father from now on, you know?"

Ling Kangbao nodded.

Ling Yiran coaxed him: "Then why don't you call out to him?"

Ling Kangbao looked at Xing Han, and seeing Xing Han's stern face, he called out fearfully, "Father."

"..." When Xing Han thought of Zhongyue's return to the throne, he thought of calling him his father, and probably regretted it so much that he wanted to reincarnate and live again. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled faintly at Ling Kangbao: "Good boy."

Ling Kangbao didn't know Xing Han very well, so he slipped into Ling Yiran's arms shyly.

Ling Yiran patted the child's shoulder lightly and said, "Get some sleep first, and you'll be home soon."

Ling Kangbao lay in Ling Yiran's arms and quickly fell asleep.

Ling Yiran said: "I asked the doctor, if a child with congenital heart disease can't find a heart that is about the same size as the child, he should have an interventional heart surgery first, and the sooner the better, should we find someone else first?" Where is the right heart?"

Xing Han said: "I have already contacted my former colleague in the army. He is an expert in this field. You can ask him what to do, or ask him to help find a suitable heart."

Ling Yiran felt relieved, and covered the child with his coat.

Xing Han drove back to Ling's house first, and took the child to recognize him.

When the Ling family heard the sound of the car outside, they immediately came out to greet him: "Where's Kang Bao? Which one is Kang Bao?"

It was only this morning that they found out that Ling Yiran and Xing Han had decided to adopt a child.

Sleeping in Ling Yiran's arms and being woken up by them, he poked his head out of the warm coat and looked at a group of strangers.

The Ling family was stunned when they saw the beautiful child: "This child is too beautiful."

If Ling Yiran hadn't told them that it was a boy, they would have thought that Ling Yiran was holding a girl, with long eyelashes, big eyes, and a small red mouth, very beautiful.

The child can have such a good complexion thanks to Ling Yiran's good birth these few days.

Ling Qin walked over and said, "Yiran, are you sure you adopted this child? Didn't you secretly hug him back after seeing his beauty?"

Ling Yiran was speechless: "Do I look like someone who does this?"

Ling Kangbao looked at Ling Qin and then at Ling Yiran. The two looked so much alike that he was stunned: "Dad, Dad."

Ling Qin chuckled: "I am your grandfather."

Ling Yiran said, "Yes, he is your grandfather."

"Let Grandpa give you a hug." Ling Qin took the child from Ling Yiran's hand: "This child is really light, and he must be raised well in the future."

"Well, I need to take care of my health. I'm going to find a doctor to operate on him." Ling Yiran pointed to Ling Sisong and said, "Kang Bao, that's my nephew. The others are all grandnephews."

Ling Sisong blushed: "This uncle is too young."

Others laughed.

Ling Qin said: "Let Kang Bao call them by their names in the future. Nephews and grandnephews will confuse him."

Ling Yiran didn't see Feng Yin, and asked, "Where's my dad?"

"He just came back and was sitting in the lobby waiting for us to take the baby in."

Xing Han hugged the child and said, "I'll take him to meet his other grandpa."

Ling Yiran looked at him suspiciously, he didn't have children a few days ago, why is he so active today?

Xing Han walked into Ling's house with the child in his arms, and shouted to Feng Yin who was drinking tea sitting in the hall: "Father-in-law, your grandson is back."

Feng Yin was surprised when he heard Xing Han call his father-in-law, looked up, and immediately took a sip of tea into his throat: "Ahem..."

Xing Han joked, "Father-in-law, are you okay?"

Feng Yin asked Xing Han, "What's the matter with this child?"

Don't think he can't see that this child is Zhongyue's reincarnation.

Xing Han put the child in his arms: "Your grandson."

Feng Yin lowered his face: "Don't be careless with me."

Xing Han said via voice transmission: "Didn't you see it?"

Feng Yin asked through sound transmission: "Does Yiran not know that he is the reincarnation of Zhongyue?"

"Well, I don't know. This is the fate that God gave them. Even I can't tell him the truth. If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."

Feng Yin: "..."

Ling Yiran, who followed behind, saw the child's eyes were red and looked scared, so he walked over to pick up the child with distress: "Dad, you scared the child."

Feng Yin: "..."

It was true that the child frightened him.

Ling Yiran coaxed the child and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, that's your grandpa."

Feng Yin: "..."

nice.

He first became Dongyue's father-in-law.

Now he is Zhongyue's grandfather again, his seniority is getting higher and higher every day.

Feng Yin smiled at the child: "Yes, I am your grandpa, call grandpa to listen."

Xing Han gave him a contemptuous look.

Ling Yiran coaxed the child and said, "Kang Bao, call grandpa quickly, and you will have something to eat when you call grandpa."

The child secretly glanced at Feng Yin, seeing that his face was not as gloomy as before, so he called softly: "Grandpa."

"Haha, good, good." Feng Yin smiled, took out two red envelopes and put them in the child's arms: "I like him calling me grandpa."

Ling Qin rubbed the child's head distressedly and said, "This child looks like he was a child."

Xing Han was speechless: "Where does it look like?"

"What I'm talking about is that the bodies look alike, but when I was young, I was so weak and small, and I got sick every time. We were afraid that we would melt it in our mouths, and we would fall when we held it in our hands. I don't know how careful we should be. Take care of him."

Ling Yiran was puzzled: "Was I so weak when I was young?"

"Well, weaker than him." When Ling Qin saw Ling Kangbao, he thought of Ling Yiran when he was young, and suddenly his father's love overflowed, and he said distressedly: "You just came back, feed the child first, and then take him back to rest."

"Yes." Ling Yiran fed the child before returning to Xing Han's home with Xing Han.

Feng Yin sighed.

Ling Qin walked over to massage his shoulders: "Why are you sighing?"

Feng Yin asked: "Do you know who the child was just now?"

"Who? Couldn't it be that Yiran and Xinghan stole the child from somewhere?"

Feng Yin didn't whet his appetite either: "He is the reincarnation of Zhongyue."

Ling Qin was taken aback: "No way? I don't know, right? Otherwise, I wouldn't treat the child so well."

"Well, he doesn't know. It's God's will. We can't tell him about this. We can only pretend that we don't know anything."

Ling Qin smiled and said, "No wonder you smiled so happily when the child called you grandpa."

Feng Yin couldn't hold back her smile and said, "Emperor Dongyue is my son-in-law, and Emperor Zhongyue is my grandson again. Can I be unhappy?"

It was rare for Ling Qin to see him so happy, and he didn't spoil his interest, and stayed by his side talking and laughing with him.

On the other side, Ling Yiran and Xing Han took their children back to Xing's house.

When the old lady Xing heard the sound of the car, she immediately came out to greet her: "Have you brought the child back?"

"Grandma, bring it back." Ling Yiran got out of the car with the child in his arms: "He is Kang Bao."

Seeing the beautiful child, the old lady Xing's eyes lit up: "Kang Bao, Kang Bao is really beautiful."

Ling Yiran introduced to the child: "Kang Bao, this is your grandma, called grandma."

The child obediently called out: "Grandma."

"Be good." The old lady Xing is too old to hold the child, rubbing the child's head and said: "Grandma has prepared a lot of fun toys for you, do you want to play with them before you rest?"

After all, the child is a child, hearing the word "toy" shining brightly: "Okay."

Ling Yiran carried the child into the house before putting him down.

The old lady Xing took the child's little hand to the toy room on the first floor, which she specially prepared for the child, and there were various toys for boys in it.

The child’s previous family was poor, and it was already a luxury to have one or two small toys to play with. No matter how many toys there were, the family couldn’t afford them. So when he saw a room full of toys, he rushed towards them happily. The room was full of toys. Children's laughter.

The old lady Xing was also happy when she heard the child's laughter.

Ling Yiran, who walked in from behind, said with a smile: "I finally understand why my dad and the others are willing to buy such expensive things as gifts for their children. Seeing Kang Bao so happy, I want to give him all the toys in the world." in front of."

The old lady Xing said: "Parents all over the world are the same, but Kang Bao's previous parents were so difficult that they couldn't give Kang Bao a good life."

Ling Yiran sat next to the old lady Xing and said, "I have sent a sum of money to Kang Bao's parents in someone else's name, hoping that their life will be easier."

"Father, come and play with me." The child ran over and grabbed Ling Yiran's hand, dragging him inside to play.

Ling Yiran responded: "Okay, I'll play with you, but only for half an hour, and then take a nap obediently, you know?"

"it is good."

The old lady Xing sat aside and watched them, then took out her mobile phone and took a photo of Ling Yiran and the others and sent it to the family group, and then invited everyone in the Xing family to have dinner and get to know the child.

Xing Han, who parked the car and came in, saw the warm picture of the toy room, and said, "It's over, my status is lost."

The old lady Xing was funny and angry: "You are so grown up, and you still eat children's jealousy."

"You see, your grandson-in-law only cares about the child, not me." Xing Han felt sad, and regardless of whether there were old people and children in the room, he sat next to Ling Yiran, hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.

A shyness flashed across Ling Yiran's eyes: "Grandma and son are here."

Xing Han turned his head and asked the old lady Xing: "Grandma, have you seen it?"

The old lady Xing said with a smile: "No, no."

Xing Han turned his head and asked the child again: "Son, have you seen it?"

The child subconsciously shook his head.

Xing Han said to Ling Yiran: "Look, they didn't see it."

Ling Yiran glared at him, put the toy in his hand and said, "You play with your son, and the more you interact with each other, the more he will kiss you."

Xing Han reluctantly took the toy and said, "What's so interesting about this? I will teach my son to play with guns in the future. Son, do you like to play with guns?"

"Gun?" Ling Jiabao's big eyes were full of hope.

Xing Han found a toy gun from the pile of toys: "This is a gun, but it is a fake gun. I will show you to play with real guns in the future. A man should play with guns."

Ling Jiabao was particularly interested in the toy gun in his hand.

Xing Han held him in his arms and taught him how to play with toy guns. Unfortunately, the child was too small to even hold the gun.

Ling Yiran sat aside and took a video of their father and son, and then sent the video to Emperor Xiyue, Emperor Nanyue, Emperor Xiyue, and Shi Yi and the others.

At this time, Emperor Huashan was having a meeting with his subordinates. For him, the meeting was very boring and he wanted to chase away people. Just as his phone vibrated, he picked up the phone and saw that it was a message from Ling Yiran, and it came immediately Interested, I clicked on the message quickly, and saw a video in which Xing Han was holding a child playing with toys.

He smiled and said: "It's strange, Dongyue will also play with the children."

Then, he heard Ling Yiran's voice: "Let me introduce you, this child is my son."

Emperor Xiyue was stunned.

That child is Ling Yiran's son?

Is Xing Han and Ling Yiran's son?

But Ling Yiran was only about three months pregnant, how could he give birth to a child so soon, and the child is still so big?

What is he missing?

Emperor Xiyue pinched his chin, could it be that three years had passed since he woke up?

Impossible to think about.

Emperor Xiyue's eyes turned back to the child's face, it was fine if he didn't look at it, but he was shocked when he saw it.

He jumped up suddenly and said, "I'll go, right?"

Isn't the child in Xing Han's arms Zhongyue's reincarnation?

How could Ling Yiran regard Zhongyue's reincarnation as a child?

What's even more strange is that Xing Han and the child are still playing so happily, a picture of a loving father and a filial son.

He only saw Ling Yiran and the others for a short period of time, what exactly did he get into during this period?

The elders who were in the meeting were taken aback by Emperor Xiyue: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"You guys hold the meeting first, I'll make a phone call." Emperor Xiyue left the hall.