Your Grandson

After coming out of the operating room, Han Xue was pushed into a VIP ward. The baby was held by her mother.

The newborn baby looked pink all over, whose small hands were tightly grasped. From time to time it would give a cry or two. Since it had not grown up, its facial features could not be said to be beautiful or not.

This night was very long for Han Xue. As the effect of anesthesia disappeared, she felt extreme discomfort in her body, especially her stomach, which made her vomit several times. The pain in her abdomen was also unbearable, and the pain of the intense contraction of the uterus even made her cry out several times.

She had never had such suffering in her life.

Han Xue had never felt so wronged.

Doctors and nurses came in and out of the ward several times. Han Qing, however, was taking care of her little grandson, so she left her daughter who just gave birth to the baby to be taken care of by maternity matrons.