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Ji Weiyang took the spoon and prepared to feed it to her, "Eat a mouthful of mushrooms first, they are soft fried and taste very good."

Zhan Yan frowned slightly, then turned her face to the side and said, "You eat."

"Hmm?" Ji Weiyang did not understand.

"Guarding outside the Intensive Care Unit for eight days, eating, drinking, and not sleeping at all. Ji Weiyang, do you really think you're made of iron?" Zhan Yan's hoarse voice clearly carried warm anger.

Ji Weiyang snorted and put down the spoon in his hand, "Right now, there are a lot of people blabbering about this."

Zhan Yan was his wife, so no matter what he did for her, she would do it willingly. He did not need Zhan Yan to feel guilty nor would she need her gratitude. Everything she did was out of love.

"Viyan, it'll be cold if you don't eat any more." Zhan Yan reminded her indifferently.

"Then accompany me to eat." Ji Weiyang brought the spoon up to Zhan Yan's lips.

She frowned when she saw the food. "I'm not hungry."

"Then I'm not hungry either." After Ji Weiyang finished speaking, he threw the spoon back into the bowl. He was as willful as a child.

Zhan Yan was helpless and could only agree to eat with him. Both of them would eat together with you with a spoonful, and I will eat together with you. Zhan Yan was kissed to the point that she couldn't breathe. After he left her lips, she turned around angrily, ignoring him.

His clear smile slowly bloomed on the corner of his mouth. After that, he turned his head, slowly leaned against her back, his cheek pressed against her back, he quietly leaned against her, and felt her temperature, heartbeat, and breathing. He felt that this was the happiest thing in the world. As long as she was alive and by his side, it was the happiest thing in the world for him.

His thick eyelashes trembled a few times, and Ji Weiyang's eyes gradually became moist. He slowly closed his eyes, and a warm tear fell into Zhan Yan's thin clothes, and disappeared without a trace.

"Yan Yan, don't leave me. Forever." Never leave, we, together forever.

Zhan Yan did not reply, but Ji Weiyang could feel her thin shoulders gently moving. This fatal calamity, had finally passed. Ji Weiyang subconsciously looked outside the window, and out the window, the sunlight was just right.

In a corner that Ji Weiyang couldn't see, Zhan Yan buried her small face into the soft pillow and tears fell silently. After a long while, she finally stopped crying and asked, choked with sobs, "Where's the baby?"

She waited for a while before she heard Ji Weiyang's vague reply, "He should still be in the NICU."

Since he wasn't short on money, he decided to stay there.

"Should?" Zhan Yan turned her head and looked at him with an astonished expression.

Ji Weiyang did not mind, and continued: "I heard Big Sis say that that stinking brat looks like you."

"I heard from elder sister? You haven't seen him, have you? " Zhan Yan's beautiful eyes widened, filled with shock and astonishment. She used her life to give birth to his child, but the Third Young Master Ji didn't even bother to look at her.

Ji Weiyang laughed and changed the topic, "Do you have strength now? I'll carry him for you to see? "

"Yes." Zhan Yan nodded, a trace of faint anticipation appearing in her bright eyes.

Ji Weiyang laughed, bent down and kissed her forehead, "Alright, I will go and bring him over."

The world of the two had become a family of three, with a child between them, a child who, like a bond, had henceforth bound each other's lives to everything and could never be separated. But everything had its pros and cons, a child who was a bond and an obstacle, and once she had a child, she would give more energy to the child, and what she would receive would never be her complete love.

He shook his head and laughed as he walked towards the NICU. He was actually jealous of his son.

Ji Weiyang stood in front of the window of the NICU. Inside, there was a row of small beds, he frowned, and looked at the kids blankly. So many brats, which one of them is his son?

He looked at the window for a while, just as he was about to call the nurse on duty, Ji Ting walked over and saw him leaning on the window with a serious expression. She could not help but laugh.

"You finally remember your son?"

"Yup, Yan Yan wants to meet him." Ji Weiyang answered truthfully, deliberately ignoring the deepest desire in his heart.

Ji Ting walked in and picked the child up from the second bed in the front row. The little thing was originally asleep, but because it was woken up, it discontentedly frowned and let out a soft moan.

Ji Ting smiled, the little thing's appearance when it frowned was exactly the same as Ji Weiyang. She subconsciously carried the baby to the window, wanting him to look at the child's adorable appearance.

Separated by a thick glass window, Baby seemed to feel her father's greeting and opened her closed eyes. On her small face, there was a pair of large eyes as bright as black grapes. Her chubby little hands gently waved as she spoke in a soft voice, as if she was greeting her father.

Ji Weiyang stared at the baby inside the glass window blankly. This was the first time he had seen his child, unlike last time, when he was separated by a layer of his stomach, he could only feel his existence, but could not see it carefully. But now, his son was right in front of him, with his nose, eyes and mouth, like him and like Zhan Yan, it was a continuation of their bloodline.

The baby's small mouth moved as if calling: Daddy, Daddy.

The scene in front of his eyes was simply a scene in a dream. Separated by the window, Ji Weiyang gently caressed the baby's small face with his fingertips, and his eyes started to tear up for some reason. He never thought that he would become so fragile and sensitive, and his vision started to blur.

At this moment, the little thing that was reflected in his pupils, was precisely his son. This little fellow had the blood of him and Zhan Yan flowing in his veins, and he would watch as he grew up, day by day, and walk the first step of the road while holding his hand. He would teach him the first thing that he should say, and hear him call him father.

Since childhood, Ji Weiyang rarely cried, and this was the first time she had ever seen him cry in front of her; his tears were frail and resolute.

Men only grow up when they become fathers.

With the consent of the doctor, Xiao Yang was temporarily carried out of the NICU.

Xiao Yang lied in his father's embrace, very obediently. From time to time, he would let out a soft 'ya ya ya' from his mouth, as if he was trying to please his father.

Zhan Yan sat on the sickbed as her gaze gently rested on the father and son pair. Her lips curved into a gentle smile.

Ji Ting sat on the sickbed as she helped her level the fruit. Ji Bocheng had just returned from the army, so she came over to visit her grandson on the way.

"Son, I'm your father. Come, call me." Ji Weiyang played with the child, and from the moment he entered the ward, he had been holding her without letting go. Zhan Yan could only watch, and even now, she did not even hug her at all.

"Look at how happy Wei Yang is. Why is there no need to keep our mouths shut?" Once a man has a child, he will know how to keep his heart. " Ji Ting laughed and joked as she cut the apple into small pieces and gave it to Zhan Yan.

"What are you talking about?" At this time, Ji Weiyang brought the child to the bedside and carefully placed him in Zhan Yan's embrace.

The little thing lied on Zhan Yan's chest, and its little head rubbed against her chest again and again. It was so itchy, that Zhan Yan couldn't help but laugh.

"This little rascal, to think that he would take advantage of us at such a young age." Ji Weiyang smiled, his gentle gaze enveloping his wife and son.

Zhan Yan hugged the treasure, and couldn't help but lower her head to kiss his pink and tender cheeks, "This baby seems to be too thin and weak."

As an obstetrician, Zhan Yan knew that due to her premature delivery, her Xiao Yang was still too weak. Xiao Yang was born prematurely, is he healthy? Did the doctor say anything? "

"Don't worry, your baby is very healthy, although he's born prematurely, but it's been almost nine months since then, and his heart and lungs have developed very well, it's just that when he was born, he was a little lighter, only at least five and a half kilograms. The doctor said that as long as he recuperated slowly, he would get better every day."

"That's right, what are you blindly worrying about. I, Ji Weiyang's son, will definitely grow up to be tall and strong in the future." Ji Weiyang used his long fingertip and tapped on the baby's tender cheeks.

"Now that I know the pain in my heart, I know who said, 'If you want to die, then let him die' back then. Third Young Master Ji is truly decisive." Ji Ting said half mockingly.

"Sis!" Ji Weiyang glared at her, obviously hoping that she wouldn't turn over old scores in front of Zhan Yan.

"Happy days, what are you saying these unlucky words for?" Ji Bocheng reprimanded his in a low voice.

"Oh right, where's brother? "Have you been discharged?" Ji Weiyang suddenly asked. In this period of time, all of his thoughts were on Zhan Yan and she did not know how she was doing.

Ji Ting's eyes slightly lowered, and subconsciously looked at her father at the side, before hesitating to speak, "Four days ago, Du Xiaomo gave birth safely, and before Big Brother could even leave the hospital, he hurriedly flew over."

"How is Xiaomo?" Zhan Yan asked somewhat excitedly.

"Mother and son are safe." Ji Ting said, "You, take good care of yourself. Don't force yourself to worry about other things."

"Didn't dad always want grandchildren, now we have two at once." Ji Weiyang laughed lightly as he sized up his father's expression from the corner of his eyes. Although Ji Bocheng had a cold expression, there was a faint hint of happiness in his expression.

After a long while, he heard Ji Bocheng say again, "Even if Du Xiaomo gave birth to a boy, Xiao Yang is still the eldest grandson of Ji Family."

The old man already understood his intentions very well. Even if there was one more child, Xiao Yang would still naturally inherit everything from the Ji Family. After all, Du Xiaomo's child carried the identity of an illegitimate child.

In regards to this, both Ji Weiyang and Zhan Yan did not utter a word. They did not have any defensive positions, but the baby in Zhan Yan's embrace squeaked, as if it was responding to its grandfather's words.

Ji Weiyang laughed. Stinking brat, to be so greedy at such a young age, he really wanted to inherit everything about Ji Family. Why did he need so much money for? He wouldn't be able to spend it even if he died.

"By the way, Viyan, have you named the child yet?" Ji Ting asked.

Zhan Yan's gaze turned towards Ji Weiyang. Their baby, he couldn't really be called Ji Xiao Yang, right?

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly. In fact, he had already thought of a name when the baby was diagnosed as a boy during the 4 months of examination, "Name is Ji Rufeng, I will go and register for him myself tomorrow."

"Ru Feng, Ji Rufeng, not a bad name. What's the point? " Ji Ting laughed, and the entire ward was filled with joyous laughter.

Ji Weiyang and Zhan Yan smiled like each other.

Zhan Yan hugged the baby, and when she looked down at him, all she saw was a smile. Ru Feng, Ji Rufeng, a life as free and unrestrained as Ru Feng's had always wanted to live, but he had never been able to give that to her. From now on, he would do his best to make his wife and children happy.

Ji Bocheng stayed in the ward for a short time, hugged his grandson and then left accompanied by Ji Ting.

Only the family of three were left in the ward.

"Are you tired? Take a break, the doctor says you can't do it for too long. " Ji Weiyang said gently.

"Yes." Zhan Yan obediently lied on the sickbed, Ji Weiyang carefully covered her with a blanket, and just as he was about to carry Xiao Yang away, Zhan Yan suddenly reached out and hugged the little fellow.

"Let him stay with me a little longer." Zhan Yan spoke in a pitiful manner. She had only seen him for the first time since her treasure had been born ten days ago. She didn't even see enough and didn't have enough to hug.

Ji Weiyang smiled as he placed the baby beside her. Xiao Yang had always been obedient and peaceful, only that he liked to stick his thumb into her mouth to inhale.

"What a bad habit." Ji Weiyang gently opened the child's small hands, stopping his actions. Not long after, the little thing put its thumb back in its mouth.

"Don't worry about him. It's normal for a child to suck out a thumb. Just a little bit more and it will be better. There's no need to intentionally correct it." Zhan Yan gently caressed his forehead as she looked at him with tender and loving eyes.

With his existence, she and Ji Weiyang's life would be complete. From now on, they would be very happy, very happy.

Zhan Yan stared at the baby that was lying beside him. He seemed to be tired, her little eyes blinked a few times as she closed her little mouth. Zhan Yan looked at his appearance carefully. Her eyebrows looked exactly the same as Ji Weiyang's, and her nose and mouth looked very similar to hers.

She couldn't help but lower her head and kiss him again, as if she didn't love him enough no matter what. So, her parents loved their children like this, wanting to give him everything in the world, because she was his mother.

"Darling, do you know that Mommy really loves you?" The tip of Zhan Yan's nose lightly rubbed against the baby's small face.

"I knew that after I had this stinking brat, you would definitely treat me coldly." Ji Weiyang sat by the side of the bed and looked at his wife and son with a gentle gaze. He lightly held Zhan Yan's hand and placed it on the side of her face. He said playfully, "You will only say 'I love you' to me alone. Now that there is suddenly a little guy between us, we will only share your love for me."

Zhan Yan smiled helplessly, "How old are you to actually be jealous of your son?"

Ji Weiyang held her hand, and casually played with it in his hand, as he teased, "I have already endured for him to fight with me for a woman the moment he was born. If he disobeys me when he grows up, you see how I'll fix him."

The little thing seemed to understand the conversation between the adults. It was lying quietly by its mother's side with its eyes closed. Suddenly, it began to cry loudly. Its voice was so loud that it sounded crisp.

"Look, you made him cry." Zhan Yan rolled his eyes and quickly picked the child up from the bed. She carefully hugged him in her arms and coaxed him gently.

"My darling, be good and don't cry. Mommy will hug you." Zhan Yan consoled the child for a long time, but the child continued to cry, crying with more and more vigor.

"Why are you crying again, you're not sick are you?" Ji Weiyang suddenly tensed up and went to find a doctor.

He already cared more about this child. Zhan Yan and the child were both his lives.

Zhan Yan was also slightly afraid. After all, the child was born prematurely and had been in the NICU ever since. Although the doctor said that the child did not seem to have any problems right now, no one could guarantee that nothing would happen.

But Zhan Yan was, after all, an obstetrician and gynecologist, so she did not behave as if she was flustered. She carefully laid the child flat on the bed and untied his clothes layer by layer. Only then did she realize that the pants inside the baby's pants were actually wet. It turned out the child was crying because she had peed.

Just then, Ji Weiyang walked in with a team of doctors and nurses. Seeing this scene, they were all dumbfounded.