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The next day, the sun was still rising while Wen Zhizhi, Meng Qingyang, and Zhang Wensi were anxiously waiting.

Why would Zhang Wen Si appear in City D? That was too long. It could only be said that her time had coincidentally been taken away, and after a routine one-day call with Wen Zhizhi last night, she found out that her goddaughter was not in a good condition.

He quickly rented a taxi and two drivers and took turns driving to City D.

Today, at nine o'clock, it is time for the baby to have a neuromotor assessment and a comprehensive neurobehavioral test.

The four adults opened their restless eyes as soon as the sun rose.

Wen Zhizhi also ignored the advice of others and struggled to get out of bed. Meng Qingyang was worried that she wouldn't be able to hold on, so he got someone to get a wheelchair.

The three of them pushed Wen Zhizhi to the neonatal intensive care unit. Through the glass window, they saw the baby with her eyes closed, and they all felt very depressed.

The wait was long. As time passed, the four became more uneasy.

The wait was short. There were two inspections and a group of the best specialists in D City. It was completed in less than an hour.

"How's the child?" When Meng Qingyang saw the familiar doctor coming out from the examination room, he quickly went up to him.

Wen Zhizhi, who usually did not have much strength, burst with strength and pushed her wheelchair towards the doctor!

"Lady, please don't be impatient." The doctor easily stopped her.

After that, he carefully scanned the others' faces and cautiously said, "The female baby in the ward, based on her initial diagnosis, she has a 70% chance of suffering from cerebral palsy."

Wendy's eyes suddenly went black when she heard this. Seventy percent? Isn't it more or less the same as a diagnosis?

Hearing the doctor's announcement, Meng Qingyang, Zhang Wensi, and Zhang Mothers were also stunned. As expected, he couldn't rely on luck.

"Can it be cured? Doctor, please! You must cure my daughter! " The first one to react was Wen Zhizhi. Her usual gentle and dignified demeanor was now gone. All that was left was her hysterical cry.

Even though the doctor had seen a big battle before, he was still shocked by this woman in front of him. Afterwards, he comforted her along with Meng Qingyang and the others.

"Madam, there is still a high chance that the baby will succeed. In the four months of her life, if the best rehabilitation doctor is found, the chances of the child returning to normal will be far greater than three-quarters! "

The doctor also could not bear to see such a beautiful woman, for his children, almost crazy, so he immediately said his idea.

Although this suggestion would upset their hospital's experts, the doctor, seeing the poor man, risked being blamed by other doctors for the best treatment.

When Wen Zhizhi heard that the child would be cured, she slowly regained her composure.

On the other hand, when Meng Qingyang heard that this doctor's tone was different from what he had told him last night, he became more cautious and decided to invite some experts from the capital to do another examination for his child.

After the four of them returned to Wen Zhizhi's suite, Meng Qingyang quickly told them what he thought. With the approval of the other three people, he immediately went to take action.

The meticulous Zhang Wensi now noticed that Wen Zhizhi's gaze towards Meng Qingyang had more meaning than before.

She said to herself, "Zhizhi, we agreed to put the past behind us and start a new life. But don't give yourself away out of gratitude! " Zhang Wensi's thoughts were a bit selfish, but she was a good friend. From the perspective of Wen Zhizhi, she only cared about her future love life.

However, she didn't understand. No matter how much others tried to interfere with the decision that Wen Zhizhi had made, it would all be a lie.

After the experts from the imperial city arrived, they all came to the same conclusion. However, experts promised: "This child, the situation is still relatively good, I will definitely be able to cure her."

With the promise of the experts, everyone felt somewhat comforted.

At this moment, the nurses from the hospital came over to urge them to name the child as the birth data was going to be stored in the archive. Even if Meng Qingyang was related, they couldn't drag it out any longer.

Actually, it wasn't that Wen Zhizhi and the others wanted to delay it.

The child was born in too much of a hurry. The original name and the big name had yet to be decided.

In addition to the frequent incidents that had occurred during this period of time, the adults became flustered and panicked. This was why they had to delay again and again.

Zhang Wen Si felt that as a godmother, she couldn't just follow her mother and worry about her. Since there was no sweetness, she immediately took the initiative and said, "I, the godmother, will take the name of the baby!"

Mrs Zhang's slap landed on Zhang Wen Si's back, "How shameless are you!? It's been so long since the baby was born, and it's been so busy and scared that it's full of little Meng and Zhizhi, how come you don't have a good eye for it? "

He then said bitterly, "If you want your child to be born on its own, what are you going to do about it? A child's name and fame must be kept under wraps. Since your young lady's family doesn't know anything, then don't try to meddle in it blindly. "

Zhang Wen Si was not convinced. She muttered, "Then I want to live, if others don't want to live with me, what can I do?"

When Mother Zhang heard this, she realized that something was wrong. Hurry up and take her into the living room of the suite to steal information.

Only Wen Zhizhi and Meng Qingyang who were "busy and worried" looked at each other.

The air was somewhat awkward, because Mrs Zhang's words had already described them as a couple.

However, the two of them did not forget their 'agreement'.

When Meng Qingyang saw the nurse leaving the birth paper in his hands, he quickly handed it over to Wen Zhizhi.

"Zhizhi, you …" You sit on the bed first... Sit up, I'll go find a pen. " Meng Qingyang was afraid that Wen Zhizhi would be embarrassed, so he opened his mouth hesitantly.

After that, Meng Qingyang silently found a writing pen and a small table for Wen Zhizhi and shook the backrest of Wen Zhizhi's bed. He put everything neatly in front of Wen Zhizhi, and then stood back to watch as Wen Zhizhi picked up a pen and carefully filled out the birth paper.

At this moment, Meng Qingyang finally dared to move the back of his hand. His thumb continuously rubbed his index finger and middle finger, reminiscing the numbness that had spread from his fingertips to his heart.

He felt that this moment was the happiest, most peaceful, most warm moment of his life.

However, the next second, when Wenzhi put the birth paper under his nose, he was surprised.

He glanced absently at his father's column, his fingertips pausing.

The words "Meng Qingyang" were written neatly on it. He could inscribe every line in his heart.

Meng Qingyang felt that this was the happiest moment of his life.