Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

"The umbilical cord is around the neck, two weeks."

Hearing this, Aunt Wang sighed helplessly.

There is really no way out of this situation.

The two waited at the door of the operating room for two minutes, and a nurse came out, "Are the baby supplies ready? Give them to me if they are ready."

"It's ready." Aunt Wang said hurriedly.

She opened her schoolbag and took out all the supplies inside.

Due to time constraints, she only brought one piece of small clothing and blanket. Fortunately, she washed them after buying them and stored them in sealed bags so they could be used directly.

The rest are hats, diapers, bottles, milk powder, etc.

The nurses carried them all into the operating room.

Not long after, the red light in the operating room went out and the doctor came out. "Mr. Fu, congratulations on the birth of your daughter. Both mother and daughter are safe. The child has been sent to the incubator and will probably stay there for about two months."

Fu Zheng felt relieved, "Where's Wen Liang?"

"They're still cleaning up inside. They'll be sent to the ward soon."

"it is good."

"Then I'll go and rest first." The doctor exchanged a few words with Fu Zheng and left.

Two minutes later, Wen Liang was pushed out by the nurse with an IV drip on his left hand and pushed into the ward.

Fu Zheng followed the bedside, "Aliang, thank you for your hard work, how are you now?"

Wen Liang had undergone a cesarean section under local anesthesia. She was awake now and smiled at him, "I'm fine. Our baby is a daughter..."

"I know." Fu Zheng held her hand, his eyes misty, "Thank you, Aliang."

Thank her for not holding grudges, thank her for not giving up on him after going through all the ups and downs.

From now on, they had a lovely daughter.

He will protect her as she grows up and protect them from the wind and rain.

After arriving at the ward, the nurse explained the precautions, "Don't eat for six hours. After six hours, you can eat some liquid food first, which should be light. Avoid spicy and irritating food. Try to lie flat or on your side. Don't press on the wound. Keep the wound dry. Change clothes and bed sheets frequently... If there is anything, call the nurse to deal with it."

"Okay, I've written it down."

After giving the instructions, the nurse went out.

Only Wen Liang, Fu Zheng and Aunt Wang were left in the ward.

Fu Zheng sat down beside the bed, "Aliang, are you tired? If you are tired, take a nap first."

When the anesthetic wears off and the wound starts to hurt, she may not be able to sleep.

Wen Liang nodded gently, closed his eyes and prepared to rest.

Aunt Wang looked at the dark night outside and said, "Sir, you should go back and have some rest. You are fully clothed. Bring Aliang's clothes and supplies. I will stay here for now."

Fu Zheng said, "Hmm," and said, "I'll leave when Aliang falls asleep."

Wen Liang listened and couldn't help but open one eye to look, and met Fu Zheng's gaze.

"What's wrong? Is your wound hurting?" he asked worriedly.

"No," Wen Liang shook his head and hesitated.

"That is……?"

"I... the nurse just showed her to me... she was wrinkled and a little ugly..." Wen Liang had a complicated expression.

Aunt Wang laughed and said, "Aliang, all babies are like this when they are born. They will grow out of it in a few days."

Fu Zheng couldn't help but smile, "Even if she's ugly, she's still my daughter, Fu Zheng. Who dares to laugh at her?"

Wen Liang thought about it and said, "Mr. Fu, for the sake of your precious daughter, you have to work hard, understand?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Zheng's big hands came down to cover her eyes. Wen Liang's eyes were dark and she closed her eyes as he moved his hands down.

"Do I need you to tell me?" Fu Zheng said with a smile, "Go to sleep."

His daughter, Fu Zheng, was born a wealthy woman.

Wen Liang closed his eyes, felt sleepy, and soon fell asleep.

Fu Zheng went home, changed his clothes, packed some warm and cool clothes and supplies, and rushed back to the hospital.

Wen Liang was sleeping soundly and Aunt Wang was taking a nap.

Fu Zheng asked Aunt Wang to go back and he stayed here until the next morning when Wen Liang would hire the confinement nanny to take over.

Aunt Wang stayed at home to take care of Fu Shifan's daily life.

Wen Liang slept until five in the morning.

The effect of the anesthetic wore off and the wound began to hurt.

She turned her head to look left and right, and saw Fu Zheng lying on the accompanying bed, and called softly, "Fu Zheng?"

"Ok?"

Fu Zheng, who was half asleep and half awake, woke up immediately after hearing the voice, "Aliang? Are you feeling unwell?"

"The wound hurts a bit." Wen Liang frowned, "It woke me up."

"Then I'll go call the doctor and see if I can use some painkillers."

"Ah."

A few minutes later, the doctor came to the ward, asked about Wen Liang's current condition, and gave him a painkiller injection.

"Aliang, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else? Do you want to change your clothes?" Fu Zheng asked.

Wen Liang is now wearing a surgical gown specially used for cesarean section surgery, with nothing underneath.

Wenliang nodded quickly, like a chick pecking at rice.

Fu Zheng took out warm and cool clothes from the suitcase, including underwear and loose pajamas.

At this time, Wen Liang didn't care about being shy and lay down quietly on the bed. With the help of Fu Zheng, she changed her clothes and lay on her side.

She could turn over by herself, but that would require using her waist to exert force, which would inevitably tear the wound.

The painkiller injection took effect and the pain in the wound gradually subsided.

Wen Liang glanced at the still dark night outside the window and asked, "What time is it?"

"Five forty-two, sleep a little longer?"

"Well, you should get some sleep too."

Wen Liang closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

After lying there for a few minutes, she opened her eyes again and suddenly thought of something, "Fu Zheng?"

"Ok?"

"We haven't named our baby yet."

Fu Zheng lay on his side, raised his head and looked at her, "Well, do you have a favorite name?"

"Yes, several."

Wen Liang had already thought about a name for his child. Since he didn't know the gender, he thought of several names, but he was troubled by the decision.

"tell me the story."

"Wen... By the way, you promised me that the child would take my surname, remember?" Wen Liang raised his eyebrows.

"Remember," Fu Zheng smiled, "I promised you that I won't forget it. Anyway, no matter what her last name is, she is my daughter."

"Good awareness," Wen Liang thought about the name he had thought of before, "Wen Tingyun, does it sound good?"

"...Wen Tingyun? Wen Qi? The poet from the Tang Dynasty?"

"Yes, it's him. I think he writes good lyrics and his name sounds nice too. It just so happens that I have the same last name as him."

"It's not good to have the same name directly, but changing it to a character commonly used by girls makes it feel too common. Wen Qi is better, the Qi in An Qi."

"Wen Qi..." Wen Liang muttered silently, "It sounds good. Have you thought of any name before?"

"Wen Sui'an, both men and women are welcome."

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year, both meanings are wrong," Wen Liang raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Ah! It's so hard to choose!"

"Don't worry. You have to wait until she is discharged from the hospital before you can register her."

"Okay..." Wen Liang was struggling, and then an idea suddenly came to his mind, "Wen Ning, Ning Ning, what do you think of Wen Ning?"

Wen Liang suddenly remembered that she seemed to have dreamed of the name Wen Ning, maybe it was a precognitive dream.

"You choose."