I don't know how long it took, but the light on the door outside the delivery room finally went out, and a crisp cry reached Sneiard's ears.

At first, Snead thought he was too nervous and had auditory hallucinations, but it wasn't until Miss Nurse pushed the door out with a baby wrapped in cotton in her arms that he realized that the sound he had just heard was really his child's cry!

Snead slammed to his feet, suppressed his excitement and delight, and strode to the nurse, looking at the crumpled baby in the cotton cloth, and lost his speech with joy.

The nurse was not surprised to see Snead's overexcited and speechless appearance, obviously she was used to seeing such scenes, and smiled and took the initiative to say to Snead: "Sir, congratulations, it's a boy." ”

"Ah...... Ahh

Sneijder's eyes narrowed into crescents with a smile, and he stretched out his hand to hug his child, but suddenly it occurred to him that he had no experience with it, and it would be too bad if a child accidentally fell and he retracted his hand again.

The nurse watched Sneijder's movements and couldn't help but laugh: "Your wife is also safe, do you want to hug your child?"

"It's good that Romana is okay, haha. Seeing that his careful thoughts were debunked by the nurse, Snead laughed twice, his heart overflowing with a sense of happiness, "I won't hug it for the time being, in case I accidentally ......"

Yan Jing walked in from the entrance of the hospital with a group of players, and the huge team and the familiar faces in the team attracted a lot of attention from the staff in the hospital and the passers-by who came to see the doctor.

Originally, Yan Jing thought that there would be at most five or six players who had a good relationship with Sneijder, but he didn't expect that all the players would get on the team's bus after the training, which also led them to not attract attention.

Before entering the hospital, Yan Jing warned Coentrão and Ribery, who are usually players who like to play treasures, to be quiet, so although their team is huge, they do not disturb the normal order of the hospital's work.

Although the hospital staff looked at them with itching, they still held back, that is, they looked at them a few more times.

When talking to Sneijder on the phone before, Yan Jing asked the Dutch □□ about the ward number where the Dutch man lived, and he didn't say hello to Sneijder, and went up the stairs with a group of players who seemed to be on the side.

After waiting for Snead to finish his excitement, the nurse transferred Sneijder's wife and children back to the room, with Sneijder following them.

He watched the nurse leave after doing a series of tasks he didn't understand at all, and hurriedly rubbed to the side of the bed to hold the hand of his wife, who had just given birth.

"Romana, hehe, it's a boy!"

Romana, who was lying on the bed, looked good, and did not show much weakness after giving birth, which meant that the voice was quieter than usual.

"Wesley, I know, don't get so excited, or what if you wake up Jesse?"

Last time, when Yan Jing came to the Dutch team to discuss the transfer with him during the World Cup, he suggested that he name his soon-to-be-born child "Jessie" or "Jessica".

When he returned, he told Romana the name, and his wife, who had always choked him about the name of his future baby, was delighted to think it was great.

After confirming that the two were on the same page, Sneijder and Romana decided on the child's name.

Sneijder looked at his wife with a gentle gaze at the sleeping baby lying in the cot next to her, and hesitated for a while but couldn't hold back a smirk.

A newborn baby, a gentle wife, and a new life, this qiē seems to be summed up by the meaning of Jesse's name.

Everything he has now received is a gift from God.

Just as he was about to fall into a sense of joy that he couldn't extricate himself, there was a soft knock on the door.

Uh, is there anything else the nurse hasn't done? Sneijder let go of his wife's hand, walked to the door and opened the door, and was surprised to find his head coach Yan Jing standing outside.

"Boss?!!Why are you here!"

Yan Jing smiled at Snead like a spring breeze, and then turned sideways, and several heads came out of the door frame.

The heads invariably smiled at him, "Hi Wesley, good afternoon." ”

Sneijder fixed his eyes and saw that the owners of the heads were Coentrão, Suarez, and Kyle.

"Eh, Fabio, you ...... too"

Snead paused in the middle of his sentence, as he noticed that the three men seemed to be squeezed by something, and kept looking back and staring back.

"Boss?" Snead looked at Yan Jing in confusion, "Is there anyone in the back?"

Hearing Sneiard's question, Yan Jing coughed twice in embarrassment and explained in a low voice, "Hmm...... Wesley, that's right, I told them about you today, and they all clamored to come......"

Sneijder looked out the door with some surprise: "It's not going to be all here, are they?!"

Yan Jing nodded silently, then moved his entire body away, allowing Sneijder to look at the scene outside the door.

More than twenty large men formed a dark shadow, blocking the only exit from the room, and the longing glances they cast quietly at the Dutchman made Snead feel stressed.

Yan Jing saw that Snead was a little stunned, so he kindly spoke: "Wesley, if you think we are disturbing you, I will take them back immediately." ”

Snead reacted when he heard this, and he quickly shook his head: "It's okay, come in, this room is quite big." ”

With Sneijder's permission, Yan Jing raised his chin to the players outside the door to signal that they could enter, and a group of big men immediately poured into the room.

The little life in the crib on one side attracted all their attention, and these five big and three thick men became extremely gentle in front of the baby.

Coentrão leaned his forearm against the rail, looked at the sleeping Jesse, and felt a soft spot in his heart be hit: "What a little one, really cute." ”

This time Ribery finally didn't make a lewd move, he turned his head to look at Sneijder, "Wesley, boy or girl?"

Snead laughed and said, "It's the boy, his name is Jesse." ”

Jesse on the bed seemed to sense that he was being watched, and although he couldn't open his eyes yet, he twisted his body and cried without warning.

"Woo whoa, woo whoa-"

As soon as Jesse cried, the players were stunned, and their big man was instantly overwhelmed by a helpless baby.

"What to do, he cried!"

"You ask me how do I know?!"

"I remember Dede as a father......"

On the bed, Romana sat up with her hands on the top of the bed and beckoned to Snead, "Wesley, bring Jesse over." ”

Hearing Romana's words, Sneijder felt as if he had received a holy decree. He had no experience in holding a child, and hurriedly reached into the small bed, carefully picked up the crying Jesse in the crook of his arm, and walked to his wife's bedside.

Romana took Jesse and shook her arm to lull Jesse to sleep.

Perhaps the mother's embrace is really inherently able to give people a sense of security, and the noisy Jesse really slowly quieted down.

Everyone was amazed by this, and Yan Jing also took out the pre-prepared gift from his bag and handed it to Sneijder: "Wesley, do you want to consider letting little Jesse join us in Dortmund in the future?"

Sneijder took the mini Dort shirt and looked left and right with affection: "Haha, if he's interested in football, maybe he will." ”

Yul Lambert put the camera in his backpack and followed him all the way to the hospital. When he entered, Yan Jing and his party were gone, but he quickly inquired with the staff at the front desk about the approximate location of Dot's group.

He took the elevator upstairs and pulled out his camera, and found Yan Jing's room along the aisle.

Lambert caught a glimpse of the joy in the ward, and habitually raised his camera to film the scene.

Yan Jing was joking with the players, and suddenly he keenly sensed that there was someone outside the room, and suddenly turned around and saw Lambert outside, who had not had time to put down the camera.

Lambert received a sharp gaze from Yan Jing from the camera and froze awkwardly in place.

Yan Jing walked out of the ward and looked at Lambert with a frown: "Yule, you actually came here, should I praise you for being really dedicated?"

Lambert hurriedly put away the camera: "Yan ...... You know that our occupational diseases are not easy to control. ”

Yan Jing sneered through his nose and stretched out his hand to Lambert: "Okay, don't explain so much, give me the camera." ”

Lambert subconsciously took two steps back, his right hand on his backpack: "...... Strict, please, I promise I won't post a photo. ”

"Really?" Yan Jinghu looked over suspiciously, "Then what are you going to shoot?"

"Uh......" Lambert racked his brains for a suitable reason, "I see you all working together in training today, and want to know what is going on......"

The players in the room looked at Yan Jing, and Yan Jing glanced at Lambert: "Now you know?"

Lambert nodded weakly: "Then I'll go back immediately." ”

In fact, sooner or later, the news of Sneijder's happy son will get out, which Yan Jing thinks they shouldn't mind, but the point is that he saw Lambert taking pictures, and Sneijder's wife Romana must have also been photographed.

"Yule. Yan Jing stabbed at Lambert with a falcon-like gaze, "You can do the scoop, and I understand your job needs, but you have to promise me that you will never put a photo on it." If I see that you publish the picture as well, then our good relationship is over, understand?"

Lambert was stared at by Yan Jing and broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, until Yan Jing relieved himself: "Yes, Yan, don't worry, I will never do that." ”

If he really ruined the relationship between the two for such a trivial matter, it would really outweigh the losses, and he was not so stupid.

After sending Lambert away, Yan Jing returned to the ward, and the window was already darkened by the setting sun, and he saw that Coentron was still staring at Jesse.

Yan Jing walked over and called softly, "Fabio, do you like Jesse very much?"

Coentron's shoulders trembled, and he came back to his senses to look at Yan Jing beside him: "Yes, I think the newborn child is like an angel." ”

Yan Jing smiled: "Even when he wets the bed?"

"Well, that doesn't count. Coentrão scratched his head, "Chief, if I had a child in the future, would you be his godfather?"