The Zhongyuan Festival of integrity, the night is late, the remote streets are still shining, and the ashes after the paper money is burned are flying in the wind.
There were six people standing outside the obstetrics and gynecology department, and everyone was distraught. Two of them walked back and forth outside the door, taking a look at the door of the obstetrics and gynecology department, and then again.
In the delivery room, two attending doctors and four nurses were busy going around. Ling Haining was holding the hand of his lover Yuan Dongyu, his forehead was full of sweat, Yuan Dongyu’s expression was painful, and all his strength was no help, almost dizzy. Passed. After tossing for more than half an hour, I was finally born smoothly.
Everyone became nervous before hearing the baby's cry. The female doctor who delivered the baby checked it and said with joy: "The child is okay, congratulations, it's a boy."
When everyone heard it, they breathed a sigh of relief, and the doctor continued, "If you don't cry after joining the world, you will become a powerful weapon."
Another doctor checked the time and said, "In the early morning... 0:00..."
Ling Haining was immersed in the joy of being a father, still holding Yuan Dongyu's hand tightly, watching his wife sweat profusely, nervousness and excitement hard to retreat, seemingly did not hear the doctor's words.
This remark attracted the attention of several nurses. One nurse took the child and was about to wrap it in the prepared mattress. Looking at the newborn's hand, he was curious: "What is this? A birthmark?"
Several nurses leaned over and said, "How come there are birthmarks in the palm of your hand? Or... such a strange birthmark."
Seeing that the mother and son are safe, the two doctors also relaxed and leaned over to take a look. This attracted Ling Haining's attention. He let go of his wife's hand, intending to hug his child personally, and take a look at some of the birthmarks they were discussing.
Seeing that Ling Haining stood up, the nurse sent the child over. Ling Haining took the child, smiled, and then sat on the bedside, raised the child a little bit, and let his wife take a look at it. They didn’t even remember the nurses’ discussion. Birthmark.
Yuan Dongyu said weakly, "Doctor, when was born?"
The doctor who had just reported the time of birth said: "I just told you, 0:00."
Ling Haining and Yuan Dongyu looked at each other, a little surprised, Ling Haining smiled and said: "Ling Chen, a good name, or is it the child?"
Yuan Dongyu smiled happily after hearing this, obviously very satisfied with the name. Ling Haining looked at Yuan Dongyu, then turned to look at the early morning in his arms, only to find the birthmark on his hand.
"What's the matter?" Yuan Dongyu asked when Ling Haining looked abnormal.
"Nothing, just a birthmark."
"Let me see."
Yuan Dongyu pushed up his upper body with both hands, and the two nurses saw Mang went over to help. Ling Haining leaned the child over and pulled his hand away, only to see a light black birthmark on the palm of the small right hand, which was in a whirlpool shape, and the color gradually faded from the outside to the inside.
Yuan Dongyu looked more and more confused, Ling Haining comforted: "It's okay, it's just a birthmark."
Yuan Dongyu seemed uneasy, stretched out her index finger to the child's nostrils, confirmed that she was breathing, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The doctor opened the door of the delivery room and said to everyone: "Mother and son are safe, you can go in and visit."
Only one nurse was left guarding inside, and six relatives swarmed in. Yuan Dongyun checked her sister's status as soon as he entered, and Ling Haian said as soon as he entered, "What about your name? Have you thought about it?"
"It happened to be born at midnight, so it was called Lichen." Ling Haining replied excitedly.
"Wei Chen? Good name. Haha" Ling Hai'an smiled.
Ling Haijing couldn't restrain her excitement, and said, "Brother, give me a hug." Taking the child, he smiled and said to the two old people: "Dad and Mom, you will have grandsons in the future."
The two old people were so happy that they could not talk together. Ling Haining’s mother said, "Let me hug." Carefully took the child and said, "You and Yang Bai should have a baby too. We are all waiting to be grandparents. It."
Yang Bai said embarrassingly: "Parents don't worry, we are almost too."
Ling Haining's father smiled and said, "In the future, Yuantu and Yuanzhi will be accompanied."
"Hey, what is this?" Ling Haining's mother asked curiously.
"Come and see." Ling Haining's father leaned over, and several other people also looked up.
Ling Haining's father pulled up the small hand of the early morning, saw the birthmark, scratched his head, and said, "How come there are such strange birthmarks?"
Ling Haijing comforted: "Dad, don't worry, born at midnight, naturally you have to be different."
Everyone listened and nodded, seeming to have acquiesced to this statement.
Ling Haining's mother said: "Has the child never cried?"
Yuan Dongyu smiled and said, "Mom, it's okay, the doctor has seen it."
Ling Haijing smiled and said, "It seems to be really different." As he said that, he wanted to take the early morning from his mother.
In the next few days, I went to bed after eating in the early morning, and then I ate when I woke up. Although the family feels abnormal, they also feel that there is nothing wrong with it. There is less tossing, and now that they have opened their eyes in the early morning, there is no need to worry too much.
Looking at the clear and bright eyes in the early morning, Yuan Dongyu couldn't say how happy and like it. Opening his eyes in the early morning, he saw his mother's smile. He seemed to be very happy too, and smiled.
"Look, she will laugh." Yuan Dongyu excitedly said to Ling Haining beside him.
Ling Haining leaned over, looked at the smiling Wee Chen, and laughed, she seemed to be able to recognize the world, his eyes turned to his excited father, and the smile became even sweeter.
Except for the time of birth and the birthmark on the hand and the lack of croaking at birth, the early morning seems to be no different from other babies. The age of walking can walk and the age of speaking can talk. This also allows the whole family to let go of some previous doubts. , Only immersed in the joy of Xitian people.