Masayoshi Kishimoto was not only personally dressed up by a ministerial-level doctor on one of his arms, but also repeatedly admonished by him.

For ordinary patients, not to mention ministerial-level doctors, it is an ordinary doctor who can no longer be ordinary, either take a look, or at most look at it for dozens of seconds, and draw conclusions directly.

Because it was the dean who personally asked the female secretary to call someone to come and bandage the wound on his arm, this ministerial-level doctor was particularly concerned.

When he was done, Masayoshi Kishimoto stood up and walked towards the VIP room where Rie Sakai was. It's been so many years, and it's the first time I've been injured and bleeding by a woman.

As soon as he walked into the living room of the VIP room, he saw a group of people lying around the nursery box, and the sleeping children were complimenting them in various ways. They did not hesitate to praise each other.

As long as this little guy grows up, he will inevitably be able to make thousands of girls crazy, after all, his appearance is to absorb the excellent genes on his mother's appearance, and his mind is to absorb his father's outstanding genes.

Not only that, but his background is still located at the top of the pyramid, the family of the chaebol, and he is not a "three-no" person with no money, no power, and no power.

Such a boy who is handsome, has a great head, and has a good background is definitely the object that girls regard as a male god and compete for it.

Masayoshi Kishimoto walked into the bedroom and sat down on the edge of Rie Sakai's bed, looking at her with a tired look, but her eyes bloomed with incomparably happy light. She's been upgraded to a mother.

"Is the child still in the living room?" said Rie Sakai, looking sideways at him, slightly nervous.

"Don't worry, so many people look at him, and he won't be mistaken or transferred. Besides, you also set up a special nursery team for him in advance.

Three senior nurseries are accompanied and supervised 24 hours a day, each working in eight-hour shifts. A senior nutritionist ......" Kishimoto heard her words.

Rie Sakai didn't wait for him to finish, directly interrupted him, and asked, "Shouldn't it?"

"Yes, rightly so. Who let him have a chaebol father?" Kishimoto blurted out.

"Does your arm still hurt?" Rie Sakai noticed a bandage on one of his arms, and naturally remembered that he had bitten it himself.

"What do you say?" asked Kishimoto, laughing and laughing.

"It doesn't hurt. Rie Sakai said intentionally in retort.

"It's no wonder it doesn't hurt. Not only am I human, but I am also flesh and blood. You want to be bitten hard?" Kishimoto said bluntly.

"Pain, that's right. So that you can empathize with the pain of my childbirth. No, you shouldn't have as much pain as I have, and for a long time. Rie Sakai said with a smile on her face.

Masayoshi Kishimoto saw that her postpartum mental state was very good, so there was no need to worry that she would suffer from postpartum depression. Whether it's before or after her birth, there is a specialist psychologist who conducts a regular service for her.

As for gynecological diseases or something, it's even more unlikely. She has access to some of the best medical services in Japan.

"What's the name of our son?" said Rie Sakai unhurriedly.

"My name is Kishimoto Justice, then he will call Kishimoto Evil. Kishimoto suddenly laughed inappropriately.

Rie Sakai didn't hesitate to throw him a big roll of the eyes and said, "Do you have someone like this who is a father?"

"Yes, don't you see one now?" Kishimoto smiled and didn't change his course.

Rie Sakai turned her head and didn't look at him again, just raised her head and looked at the ceiling and said, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." If you really think the name Kishimoto Evil is good, then write it into the family register of Kishimoto's family. ”

"I'm obviously joking, so why are you angry?" Kishimoto said calmly.

"I'm not angry. I'm angry with you, I can't do it. Rie Sakai turned her neck again, her head still looking sideways at him.

"If you don't think I've chosen a good name, then you'll have to pick up our son's name. "Kishimoto never valued so-called traditions.

A child's name does not have to be chosen by the father or grandfather. In his previous life, he was a particularly open-minded man. He doesn't think that children have to take their father's surname, so why can't they take their mother's surname?

In Chinese mainland, buying a house is a big deal for ordinary people, and it is also related to the man marrying a wife and having children, and even passing on the lineage.

When it comes to housing, there is always a tug-of-war between the families of men and women. Nowhere is it more evident than in big cities.

In fact, in my own opinion, it is completely unnecessary. If the man buys a house, then follow his father's surname. When the woman buys a house, she follows her mother's surname. Whoever buys the house, then the child will follow whose surname in the future, and the naming right will be determined by whom.

If the man and the woman each contribute half of the house money, then one can be named one on the basis of two children. A child takes his mother's surname, and a child takes his father's surname.

It is indeed unfair for one party to have the naming rights of children unconditionally or under the banner of tradition if they do not have the money to buy a house.

Rie Sakai was silent for a moment, still thinking that she should follow the Japanese tradition: "It's up to you to choose the name for your son!"

"I can't promise that I won't give our son some weird, random names. For example, my name shows how free my dad was in the beginning.

To be precise, he is a man with little culture. Justice, am I the embodiment of Ultraman?" said Masayoshi Kishimoto nonchalantly.

"If you're not happy with your name, you can change it to your favorite name!" Rie Sakai didn't laugh, and it wasn't a way if she didn't laugh.

"A name is just a person's code name. Besides, even if I change my name to my liking, I can't guarantee that I won't share the same name with someone else. "Kishimoto said lukewarmly.

At this time, Suwon Xue suddenly walked in and said happily: "Brother Justice, the baby is so cute." ”

"Since you think the baby is cute, then you have to hurry up. You can have one, no, a bunch of people come out to play!" Kishimoto said, turning his head to look at the other party.

"Nasty. Brother Justice, what are you talking about? I don't understand at all. Mizuhara said with a grin.

"If you don't understand what I'm saying, then why am I so hated by you? The only plausible explanation is that you understand what I'm saying, but you're deliberately pretending to be confused. Kishimoto laughed.