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"They're here." Xie Mingyi nodded, then helped the elderly couple forward.

Seeing this, Jiang Mian and Duan Jialu consciously stepped back two steps to make room for them.

“Child…” Bai Ruiying leaned on the bed railing with both hands, hunching over to look at Qin Song, “You’ve worked so hard, you’ve really worked so hard.”

"Thank you for your concern, Auntie," Qin Song replied politely.

"Child, are you still in pain?" Xie Jiangshan wanted to reach out and touch Qin Song's head, but he was afraid that Qin Song would find it presumptuous, so he could only nervously clutch his clothes.

Qin Song shook his head: "Thank you for your concern, Uncle, but I'm not in pain anymore."

"Okay..." Xie Jiangshan tried to force a smile, but as he smiled, he couldn't help but shed tears.

He raised one hand, wiping away the tears on his face in a flustered manner, his voice trembling and hoarse: "It's good that it doesn't hurt anymore, it's good that it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Uncle..." Qin Song felt that his reaction was a bit exaggerated, but it didn't seem like he was acting at all, so he was a little confused for a moment.

Remembering what everyone had just discussed, Song Yihuan was afraid that the elderly couple might not be able to hold back and would reveal it prematurely, affecting Qin Song, so she quickly stepped forward to help them up.

"Dahua must be tired. Go back to your ward and rest."

"Yes, you need to rest quickly." Bai Ruiying wiped away her tears and quickly agreed, "Giving birth is very taxing on the body, you must rest well."

"Shall we go back to the ward?" the doctor pushing the bed asked Qin Song for his opinion.

Qin Song: "Let's go back, I really want to sleep."

Doctor: "Okay, let's go back to the ward now."

Pei Xingzhi gripped the railing of the hospital bed, instinctively wanting to follow along, but Qin Song stopped him after only two steps.

"You, go find a doctor to check your foot right now." Qin Song frowned and glared at him, his expression somewhat fierce.

Pei Xingzhi blinked guiltily, then forced a lie: "Xiao Song, I'm fine, I want to stay with you."

Qin Song: "...Say it again."

"..." Pei Xingzhi raised his hand to take off his glasses, buried his head and wiped the lenses with the hem of his clothes. "It's just a little swollen, it's nothing serious. I want to take you back to your ward first and then go see the doctor."

Qin Song: "..."

Knowing Pei Xingzhi's stubbornness, she didn't want to waste time arguing with him, so she simply pointed at Lin Jiahe and said, "You, take him to see a doctor."

Lin Jiahe immediately grabbed Pei Xingzhi's arm: "No problem."

Qin Song closed his eyes: "Doctor, let's go."

The doctor was amused and said, "Okay."

……

Qin Song was very lucky. Although she gave birth before her due date, she only took half an hour to deliver the baby and did not suffer as much as she had imagined.

Back in her ward, she wanted to sleep as soon as she closed her eyes, but the doctor insisted that she not sleep.

With the help of Pei's mother and Bai Ruiying, she changed her clothes and was then forcibly dragged off the bed to move around.

The single ward was spacious. Jiang Mian and the others were looking after the baby while she walked around here. Even with seven adults in the room, it didn't feel crowded at all.

"Oh, oh, oh, Ono is such a good girl..."

Xie Mingyi snatched the baby from Xie Jiangshan's hands, claiming it was to experience what it's like to hold a baby in advance so that he wouldn't be so awkward when he had his own child in the future.

"Come on, come on." Song Yihuan rolled her eyes at Xie Mingyi while tidying up the stroller. "He doesn't want to experience holding a baby in advance; he just wants to hold his own little nephew."

Duan Jialu stood next to her and whispered, "It's good to hold your nephew. Holding him more often can strengthen your bond."

"Tch..." Song Yihuan said unhappily, "If he's hogging my nephew, what am I supposed to hug? He's my nephew too, I want to hug him too!"

"What nephew?" Qin Song happened to be passing by and asked curiously.

"..."

The expressions of the few people who had been chatting and laughing just moments before suddenly became somewhat strange.

Even Pei's mother and Bai Ruiying were stunned.

"...What's wrong?" Qin Song looked at them blankly.

"Um...actually, we were talking about my nephew," Duan Jialu said with an awkward laugh. "My nephew was born last month, and he weighed the same as Xiao Ye at birth!"

"Really?" Qin Song didn't think much of it or doubt it. "Your nephew also weighs five pounds and six ounces?"

Duan Jialu lied through her teeth: "Yes, it really is a coincidence!"

"That's good." Qin Song smiled, then walked back to the bedside and slowly sat down.

"Xiao Song." Bai Ruiying took a glass of warm water from the bedside table and carefully fed it to Qin Song. "The doctor told us to drink more water. Finish this glass of water first."

The cool glass suddenly touched his lips, and Qin Song subconsciously shrank back.

But Bai Ruiying didn't give up and handed the glass over again.

She bent over, steadily holding the cup full of warm water, patiently waiting for Qin Song to open his mouth.

Qin Song had never been taken care of like this before, and she was a little overwhelmed. She immediately thought of telling Bai Ruiying that she could drink it herself. But when she looked up and saw Bai Ruiying's concerned eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse.

"...Thank you, Auntie." She thanked her and finally obediently opened her mouth to let Bai Ruiying feed her the glass of water.

Bai Ruiying put the empty glass back and then took out a tissue to wipe the water stains from the corners of Qin Song's mouth.

Pei's mother stood aside with a smile, completely unable to get involved.

Half an hour later, the stubborn Pei Xingzhi finally returned, leaning on his cane.

The little boy had already been coaxed to sleep by Xie Mingyi. When he saw Pei Xingzhi return, he very sensibly took the child over, wanting Pei Xingzhi to take a good look at his little one.

As a result, Pei Xingzhi only glanced at Xie Mingyi briefly before waving him away.

Xie Mingyi noticed that he had been staring intently at Qin Song on the hospital bed ever since he entered the room, so he guessed that Qin Song had something urgent to say to him first. Therefore, he quickly called the other people in the ward to leave.

"Click——"

The ward door was gently closed, and Pei Xingzhi and Qin Song looked at each other silently from a short distance apart.

Qin Song knew what he wanted to do, and he felt rather unsure of himself when speaking to him.

"Don't just stand there, come and sit down."

Pei Xingzhi obediently came over, leaning on his cane.

His left leg was badly injured today. The doctor applied medicine to it, then put it on a splint and wrapped it in a thick layer of bandages. He looked particularly pitiful at first glance.

Qin Song's gaze remained fixed on his legs. Once he was settled, Qin Song took a deep breath and said, forcing a smile, "Ask away, I promise to tell you the truth."

Pei Xingzhi shook his head, showing no intention of questioning her.

"Huh?" She didn't understand. "What does shaking your head mean? Aren't you going to ask me anything?"

Pei Xingzhi: "I won't ask."

He put his cane down, then reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper, which he slowly unfolded in front of Qin Song.

The paper had an ugly tear, like it had been chewed by a dog, and there were some messy characters written on the back.

Qin Song stared blankly at the paper and asked, "What is this?"

Pei Xingzhi pursed his lips, looking somewhat nervous: "A...a letter of self-criticism."