Chapter 4332
Zhan Yin finally came in.
He looked a bit better.
As soon as everyone saw him enter, their eyes went straight to his face. The old lady even joked, “Good thing you can still walk. Otherwise, your brothers would’ve had to carry you in.”
“Grandma, I told you I could handle it.”
Childbirth was incredibly painful.
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Zhan Yin made up his mind—this would be their only child. He didn’t want his beloved wife to suffer through the pain of giving birth ever again.
“Sis, let me feed Tongtong some porridge.”
Seeing his aunt feeding his wife, Zhan Yin walked over and stood behind Liberty, clearly wanting to take over and feed Haitong himself.
“No need. Tongtong is almost done. Go check on the baby. I doubt you’ve even taken a proper look at your son yet.”
Liberty was very satisfied with her brother-in-law’s devotion.
He truly cared about her sister.
When Zhan Yin had stepped out earlier, his face was pale as paper, and his legs were trembling—he could barely walk. If his younger brothers hadn’t supported him, he might have collapsed.
Liberty remembered when she gave birth to Yang Yang. Zhou Honglin’s family had been overjoyed when they heard it was a boy. Yang Yang was the first to be carried out of the delivery room, and they eagerly left with him.
When she herself came out, only her sister had waited for her outside. The entire Zhou family had gone to see the baby.
Back then, she and Zhou Honglin still had feelings for each other, but he didn’t even stay to wait for her to come out of the delivery room.
She hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but looking back now, she realized that during childbirth, the ones most worried about the mother are often her own family.
They say those who leave with smiles on their faces while carrying the baby are usually from the husband’s side, while those who wait anxiously outside the delivery room are often the wife’s family.
For a daughter’s family, joy doesn’t come until they see their girl safely out. Only then can they relax and celebrate the new life.
The Zhan family had always treated Haitong well. They never once criticized her background as unworthy of Zhan Yin.
Earlier, when Haitong tried to sit up to eat porridge, it was her own family who rushed to help her.
Zhan Yin had glanced at his son in the delivery room, but all his attention was on his wife.
Zhan Yin glanced at his son in the delivery room, but all his attention remained on his wife.
“I’ve already seen the baby,” he said.
Liberty turned to look at him. Noticing he looked much better, she made room for him, handed him the half bowl of porridge, and asked him to feed Haitong the rest of the millet porridge.
“Honey, you’re still so pale. You look even worse than I do.”
Haitong reached out and touched his face.
Zhan Yin poured her another half bowl of porridge and gently fed her as he said, “I was terrified. This is the first time in my life I’ve felt real fear. Tongtong, I was really scared.”
“I told you not to stay with me during labor, but you insisted. It’s okay—we’re both safe now, my son and I.”
Haitong was touched.
Especially when she saw the bite marks on the backs of Zhan Yin’s hands. She had left them there.
“Later, go ask the nurse to disinfect your hands and put on some medicine. I bit too hard at the time.”
“And yet, you still bit me—and I let you. I gave you my hand on purpose.”
Tang Junye looked at the wound on his son’s hand and said, “Compared to what she went through giving birth, that pain is nothing.”
The old lady agreed. “It’s just a bit of broken skin. It’s fine. I’ll ask the nurse to bring some medicated oil later.”
But Zhan Yin didn’t care at all.
Even now, he didn’t feel any pain.
Maybe because his attention was still completely focused on his wife.
After Haitong finished eating, she picked up her son and asked her husband to come and look after him together.
She could confidently say Zhan Yin had no real impression of their baby yet.
Zhan Yin: I’ve only known him for a few hours—I honestly don’t have any impression of him yet.