Song Ge had achieved his goal and no longer bothered the two anymore. He returned to the company in a good mood and prepared to take a good rest after dealing with today's matters.
Seeing his back that had already become cheerful, Shang Jin suspiciously looked at Jian Ning, "Was I very serious in the past?"
When he brought Jian Ning to work, it was unknown where Song Xi heard the news of Song Ge going on holiday, but he immediately ran over to Di Yi, yelling that he also needed to rest.
As he got closer and closer to the scheduled delivery date, Jian Ning's heart became more and more unsettled, and he kept wanting to get angry.
That afternoon, she had just woken up and was not able to see Shang Jin's figure. She immediately became unhappy and unhappily threw the things on the ground.
"The detestable Shang Jin." Actually she knew that Shang Jin was very busy, but he seemed to have prenatal syndrome. If she did not see him, his heart would not feel good.
When he was angry, he didn't feel it, but now that his anger had slowly disappeared, Jian Ning felt waves of pain.
"Ah!" She quickly covered her stomach and bent down while rubbing her belly. "Baby, don't make a fuss. If you move around randomly, mom will be in great pain."
However, the child in her stomach acted as if she didn't hear anything. Her stomach was hurting more and more, and the cold sweat on her forehead was also becoming more and more frequent.
"Shang Jin, quickly get over here, I'm about to give birth." Jian Ning clutched his stomach, and shouted loudly.
Previously, when she went to the hospital for an examination, the doctor had told her that the contractions were very similar to the ones they had now.
Shang Jin heard a sound outside and immediately rushed over. Seeing her pale face while holding his stomach, he panicked too.
"What's wrong with you? I'll call the doctor right away." With that, he wanted to leave.
Luckily Jian Ning reacted quickly and hugged onto his arm, enduring the pain with great difficulty: "I should be about to give birth."
About to give birth? Shang Jin became even more flustered. Wasn't there still a few more days until the due date?
Seeing her in such pain, Shang Jin immediately carried her by her waist, and rushed outside without even looking at her.
"Ah Ning, hold on. I'll take you to the hospital now."
After running downstairs, he immediately yelled, "Uncle Liu, quickly call the hospital! A Ning is about to give birth!"
"AHH!" "Hurry up." She used all her strength to pull on Shang Jin's clothes. It looked like things were not going well, and there were a few traces of blood on her lips.
It wasn't easy getting to the hospital, and after a few hours of torture, Jian Ning was finally alive. It was just that she was currently very weak, and had not woken up yet.
Taking advantage of his free time, he went to the conservatory to take a look at his son that he had never seen before. However, the moment he saw his son, his heart immediately dropped to the valley.
"Why is it so ugly?" He asked the nurse beside him in dissatisfaction.
No matter how he looked at the child, it was difficult to see his red body. He had seen a lot of photos, and those were all white and fat; there was no child as red as him.
"..." Perhaps because the nurse had seen such reactions before, she quickly understood and patiently explained, "The child is so young now, that's how it looks."
After this explanation, Shang Jin could barely accept it, but he still maintained a look of disdain.
"When is he going to look good?" Shang Jin asked in dissatisfaction.
"Usually around a week or so." The nurse tried to keep her smile and was glad she hadn't given the child to him. Otherwise, the child might have already turned into something else.
After receiving a satisfied consent, Shang Jin then let her leave, while he continued to look at the child.
"Although you are very ugly, I will not despise you." He smiled and described his child through the glass.
When Jian Ning woke up, she was already walking around the room with the child in her arms.
She raised her head and looked at him curiously. She wanted to speak, but the moment she opened her mouth, she felt her throat clogging up.
Shang Jin felt that Jian Ning had woken up, so he immediately put the child down, but his movements were very gentle.
He used a cotton swab to moisten her lips before he said softly, "The child is very well now, but you are very weak now. For the time being, don't move."
Jian Ning nodded, then turned her gaze back to the child.
Shang Jin understood that she was looking at a child, so he went over and carried his.
She had always wanted a daughter as lovely as an angel, but why was she a son? She wasn't happy at all.
Seeing her expression, Shang Jin understood immediately. He smiled and said: "Your son is also very cute."
There was no other way, Jian Ning could only accept this reality and quickly forgot about wanting a daughter. It would be hard to not see her son for even a day.
On the day of the Hundred Days, Jian Ning had dressed up well for her son. She did not go to the hotel she had booked, but instead brought him to a sanatorium.
This was the first time since she had given birth that she came here. She hugged her son tightly and nervously walked into the ward.
"Baby, quick, look, this is Grandma. When you grow up, you must learn to call her Granny." She held her son and pointed his finger at Wen Lengyun.
For some reason, the moment Little Treasure saw Wen Lengyun, she actually took the initiative to extend her hand, and her body was still struggling non-stop.
Seeing that he wanted to get closer to Wen Lengyun, Jian Ning naturally did not stop him, and placed him next to Wen Lengyun.
Seeing the big and small lying down, Jian Ning's tears flowed down, "Mom, if you could feel it, why don't you give your daughter a bit of a reaction? We all miss you."
Xiao Bao's eyes that were as black as grapes also turned towards Wen Lengyun. His small hands grabbed her arms as if he was worried about his grandmother.
Seeing that she did not move, Jian Ning started to cry, and holding her hand, he said: "Mom, I really do not know how long I can last, please stop playing with me, okay?"
But Wen Lengyun really did not react. No matter what she said, she had her eyes closed the entire time and her eyelids did not move even an inch.
Only at the end, when Jian Ning didn't see her hand, her right hand moved a little.