Jiang Yan carried the little one out, saying, “This is the loudest I’ve heard in the past six months.”
Wen Zhenrui calmly continued with the stitches, seemingly in agreement judging by his expression.
Dr. Wen’s suturing skills were renowned; his hands, supposedly blessed by the heavens, left minimal scarring. However, Wen Zhenrui rarely performed low-risk surgeries, leaving many patients disappointed.
Jiang Yan changed out of his surgical gown and personally fed the little one. Pei Rong, who had personally prepared the formula before, ensured it was at the perfect temperature.
The fetus sucked its fingers in the amniotic fluid, and after birth, it instinctively sucked on objects near its mouth. This behavior was inherent in their genes.
Holding the bottle, Jiang Yan watched the baby suckle and exclaimed, “Although your other dad may be wealthier, your Dad Pei isn’t lacking either. You should be the happiest little baby in the world.”
Because Pei Rong was truly a homebody, Jiang Yan couldn’t imagine him being overly strict. Perhaps if his eldest nephew brought back two failing grades, Pei Rong would only scold him with two eggs for dinner.
No interest classes or tutoring if not wanted... Thinking about it, Jiang Yan became a bit anxious. “What if he doesn’t get into high school?”
The baby, now satisfied from feeding, started crying. Jiang Yan patted his belly and stood up, asking, “Pei Rong hasn’t woken up yet?”
Wen Zhenrui withdrew his gaze. “No, he’ll be weaker after losing blood.”
After anesthesia, people usually woke up fairly quickly. However, Pei Rong remained in a deep sleep for quite some time. Although all the data indicated normalcy, Jiang Yan couldn’t contain his restlessness and reassured himself, “Even if he wakes up, he’ll probably be unwilling to feel the pain from the wound.”
When the baby’s cries reached the entire floor, Director Jiang began questioning his life choices. Was the hospital’s soundproofing really that bad?
Unable to do anything, Jiang Yan brought his nephew to Pei Rong’s side. Five minutes later, Pei Rong woke up with a faintly annoyed look in his eyes, likely due to the pain when he moved, wrinkling his brows immediately.
His lips were pale, and seeing him endure the pain tugged at Jiang Yan’s heart. He quickly raised the bed, saying, “Wake up, look at your son.”
Pei Rong turned his head, and the baby immediately stopped crying. After gazing for a while, warmth emanated from Pei Rong’s eyes. He raised a weak smile. “Quite ugly.”
Jiang Yan: “This is the most beautiful baby I’ve ever seen! He will look even better as he grows! Didn’t you say you wanted to name him before sleeping? Have you decided?”
After some contemplation, Pei Rong said, “Pei Ge. ‘Ge’ comes from ‘gewu zhizhi,’ the pursuit of knowledge through the investigation of things.”
Jiang Yan shook the baby gently in his arms, saying to the little one, “From now on, you’re Pei Ge.”
He placed the child by Pei Rong’s side and took a photo with his phone.
Pei Rong raised his hand to cover his face, his slender fingers showing its elegance. “Are you deliberately keeping unflattering pictures of me?”
Jiang Yan glanced at the screen on his phone. “It looks very good.”
Not ugly at all, still capable of overshadowing numerous male stars in the entertainment industry. However, he appeared too frail, as if the nutrition gained over the past few days had vanished overnight.
Only Jiang Yan and Wen Zhenrui were qualified to enter this ward. Pei Rong, enduring so much pain, couldn’t be seen only by him. It would be good to leave the photos for his nephew to see in the future, or for anyone else to see. Anyway, Jiang Yan felt sorry for Pei Rong being in this condition now.
Pei Rong: “Didn’t Aunt Zhao always say that with a good foundation, recovery would be quick? You don’t need to make that expression.”
Jiang Yan: “You’re right.”
Pei Rong stayed in the hospital for four days before being discharged. He noticed that Pei Ge didn’t like the hospital environment, always crying. So, he decided to try a different environment.
Jiang Yan: “At least stay in the hospital for a week; maybe he just likes to cry.”
Pei Rong pursed his lips. “Well, I think it’s because he doesn’t like the hospital.”
An intuition, as he recalled that Lu Qin also seemed to dislike it.
Sure enough, when the two returned home, the little baby immediately stopped fussing. All day long, it was either eating or sleeping. As long as Pei Rong didn’t leave him for too long, the little guy couldn’t even find time to cry.
Jiang Yan: “I didn’t make a mistake; he’s really a well-behaved boy!”
They met for the first time during the ultrasound, and Jiang Yan felt he was exceptionally well-behaved.
Pei Rong was also satisfied. The child wasn’t troublesome, and he had ample time to recuperate. Soon, he returned to his pre-pregnancy state, with only a faint scar on his lower abdomen, a reminder of the suffering he had endured.
Even more satisfying was that his son also had the talent of a lazybones, holding the milk bottle with his feet and never using his hands.
Pei Rong could see him lifting his foot to bring the bottle to his mouth every day. His chubby little foot resembled a white steamed bun. He would eat while sleeping, occasionally opening his eyes, the gaze hidden behind long eyelashes revealing a naturally domineering aura.
Fortunately, Pei Rong could bear children. Without him, who would blend the genes of a peerless beauty and Lu Qin? Damn, it was extraordinary.
Jiang Yan: “If you haven’t retired, I believe a formula company would offer a billion to have my nephew endorse their product.”
Not only adorable but also with a glance, the implicit message was: Buy! Bring another bottle!
Even those without children at home wouldn’t be able to resist buying a couple of cans, maybe even getting a child as a bonus.
When Pei Ge heard Jiang Yan’s voice, he turned over and sat up, shaking the empty milk bottle at him.
Without waiting for Jiang Yan’s answer, Pei Rong calmly said, “You can only drink one bottle.”
The little one loosened his fingers, and the bottle sadly rolled onto the chubby legs.
Oh, it’s gone.
When someone saw such a cute little baby begging for food, they would give away everything.
However, Pei Rong, who was already a great beauty, was immune to all attacks that used one’s appearance.
Older people always have a fondness for children, and the affection between generations was vividly displayed in Aunt Zhao.
Pei Ge loved to eat from a young age. Within three months, he surpassed his peers in weight, despite being significantly underweight at birth. As he grew older, as soon as he learned to grasp things, he wanted to grab chopsticks and spoons. After realizing he couldn’t master them, he stubbornly ate with his hands for a week, ending up with food all over his face.
After the little baby turned one, Aunt Zhao always feared that he would be picky, so whenever there was a new food, she would invent a story or praise the food for its goodness and nutrition.
The child tilted his head and listened. With his vocabulary, he couldn’t fully understand what Aunt Zhao was saying, but he nodded seriously after listening and ate even more enthusiastically.
Jiang Yan teased, “He eats everything. Aunt Zhao, you don’t need to think so hard about stories.”
Aunt Zhao said, “It’s about eating not only the thing itself but also its essence.”
“Little darling, today we’re eating lamb.” Aunt Zhao draped a bib around Pei Ge, “Our elders used to say that sheep eat various grasses, so they rarely get sick. Once they’re sick, it’s hard to treat. Lamb detoxifies, and after eating, the body becomes strong.”
Pei Xiaoge smacked his lips, squeezing out two chubby cheeks that no one could resist pinching. (T/N: Xiao - little.)
“Eat lamb, eat grass.”
