Luo Xi was just being wheeled out, and she looked like she had been fished out of water, yet she was still conscious, her weak eyes open, seeing Yan Fengchi's face, frozen with relief.
Yan Fengchi immediately held the baby in front of her, following the gurney, and said as they walked, "Honey, look, our child, it's really a daughter."
Luo Xi seemed to nod in satisfaction.
"Honey, how do you feel?"
"So tired, I never want to have another child again," Luo Xi said weakly, "it's more exhausting than going to war." But in her eyes, looking at her child, there was a deep sense of fulfillment, happiness overflowing.
Yan Fengchi looked for a long time at his daughter and wife, an indescribable joy in his eyes.
That day, he hardly let anyone else take care of her, staying in the ward to attend to Luo Xi, busying himself with all sorts of things, making those who saw it feel warm inside.
