Chapter 53: This Child Doesn’t Look Like Wang Zhao At All

Wang Zhao actually didn’t know. As soon as she entered, she went to Li Zhenguan’s side. He immediately threw himself on her and cried loudly, not caring about the tearing pain below. This made Wang Zhao unable to focus her attention on the newborn child.

She turned her head to look at the doctor holding the baby. The doctor brought the child over again and placed it on Li Zhenguan’s body.

“It’s a boy.”

A tiny bundle, placed on Li Zhenguan’s body, seemed even smaller than his palm. Nestled on his chest, the child was still crying incessantly, eyes not yet open, a wrinkled little thing. To be honest, it wasn’t very good-looking. At least for now, there were no visible inherited characteristics from either Wang Zhao or Li Zhenguan.

“A boy?” Li Zhenguan asked again. He didn’t dare to touch the infant on his chest. The baby was too small, making one feel that the slightest carelessness could break its neck or arms.

Afraid that Li Zhenguan might have other thoughts, as he could be quite stubborn, Wang Zhao smiled and said, “A boy is good. He’ll surely take after you in the future.”

Li Zhenguan didn’t respond. He was actually very tired now, his whole body exhausted. As soon as the child was born, it was as if all the strength had left his body. He felt a little disappointed, but it was still okay. At this moment, he didn’t have extra energy to think about anything else.

There was a special nurse here, worried that these family members might be careless. She helped tidy up the child’s clothes and the small hat on its head, then placed the baby in the crib.

Wang Zhao stroked Li Zhenguan’s head. “You should sleep for a while.”

Outside, Yang Jin also came in. It wasn’t suitable for too many people to be here, so Zhang Ke and the others had left. The hospital required only one family member to stay for care, and the hospital nurses would teach them how to bathe the baby, burp it, and so on.

“You sleep a bit more.” Yang Jin adjusted the blanket on Li Zhenguan. “Tomorrow I’ll have Zhang Shu bring you some food. I’ve already found a caregiver to help with the child. They can come over in the afternoon. It’s someone recommended by my friend, very reliable.”

Although Li Zhenguan was tired, he felt physically uncomfortable. Despite having been cleaned once, he still felt somewhat sticky.

“Dad, I want to wash up a bit,” Li Zhenguan said.

Yang Jin patted Li Zhenguan, and after Wang Zhao left, he said, “Wash what?! You just gave birth. You can’t think about bathing for these three or four days. Didn’t they teach this in the expectant fathers’ class? I’ll help you wipe down later. Just bear with it for a few days to avoid catching a cold.”

Li Zhenguan frowned but didn’t say anything, letting Yang Jin help him wipe down his body with a warm, damp towel.

After giving birth, one can’t bathe, but it’s crucial to maintain hygiene to prevent bacterial infections. Especially since he had just given birth, his lower body wasn’t very clean, making hygiene even more important.

In the afternoon, the caregiver for the child arrived. It was a middle-aged man who looked honest and had a good reputation in the industry.

Wang Zhao finally felt relieved. At this point, the hospital didn’t need so many people. Taking advantage of Li Zhenguan’s nap during the day, she first sent Wang Xuechun and Zhang Ke home. By rights, both she and Wang Xuechun should have been at work today, but after such a night, they both simply took a day off. The whole family had been up all night, and now they could finally get some rest.

She planned to go home and tidy up a bit, see if there was anything else that needed to be brought over.

Back at home, Wang Zhao told Wang Xuechun and Zhang Ke to go to their room and sleep for a while. She still had to pack some things she had forgotten earlier to bring over, as Li Zhenguan was still waiting for her at the hospital.

Zhang Ke looked at Wang Zhao, telling her to get some sleep too after she goes back, as she hadn’t closed her eyes all night.

Wang Zhao said she understood and then left.

When she arrived at the hospital, Li Zhenguan was still asleep. Yang Jin was in the room keeping him company, and the baby was in the crib not far away.

“You’re here?” Yang Jin lowered his voice. He noticed the slight darkness under Wang Zhao’s eyes and frowned. “You haven’t closed your eyes since last night?”

Wang Zhao smiled. “It’s fine. I’m not very tired. I’ll find a place to sleep for a while later.”

“Where are Mom and Sis?” Wang Zhao didn’t see these two when she came in.

Yang Jin said irritably, “Your sister just got a call and left, saying there was something at the company. Your mom also went out to make a phone call, saying she’d have the restaurant send some food over. You should eat some too when it arrives.”

They had come in a hurry today, and the whole family was hungry, except for Li Zhenguan who had eaten.

Wang Zhao said okay and put her luggage in the room. She went to look at the child again, lying in the crib, a tiny bundle. Until now, Wang Zhao hadn’t touched this infant.

It didn’t look much like Li Zhenguan, nor like her.

After all, it was too small now, and its features weren’t discernible. Just a palm-sized bundle, breathing softly and slowly. She stood there watching for a long time. Yang Jin also came over and commented softly, “This child is like you, quiet and not fussy.”

Wang Zhao smiled but didn’t say anything. She withdrew her gaze, looked at the still-sleeping Li Zhenguan, and left the room.

Xu Yingchun and her friends had always known about Li Zhenguan’s pregnancy and knew the birth would be around these days. Xu Yingchun had asked several times. After Wang Zhao came out, she made a call to her to tell her about it.

“Zhenguan has given birth,” Wang Zhao said, looking at the pedestrians downstairs, her hand resting on the windowsill. In her other hand, she held a cigarette between her fingers, but she didn’t smoke it. She just put the cigarette on the windowsill, watching it slowly burn out.

“Congratulations, congratulations.” As expected, after she finished speaking, Xu Yingchun paused for a second or two, offered a couple of congratulations, and then asked, “Is it a girl or a boy?”

The cigarette had burned to the end. Wang Zhao extinguished it and threw it, along with the ashes, into the trash can. “A boy.”

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Xu Yingchun was taken aback by Wang Zhao’s unusually calm tone. She couldn’t help but think wrongly and hesitantly asked, “Wang Zhao, you’re not still favoring girls over boys, are you?”

“Li Zhenguan carried a child for ten months and gave birth for you, and this is your attitude? There’s not a hint of joy in your words?” Before Wang Zhao could answer, a string of words burst from Xu Yingchun.

Wang Zhao felt a bit helpless. She rubbed her fingers. “What are you thinking? Xu Yingchun, what era are we in? Besides, you know what kind of person I am. Boys and girls are the same to me.”