"Huh? Miss Song, your husband is here......"

As the nurse's voice settled, Song Youman, who was looking down at the baby, turned his head to look at the door.

was discovered, Han Zhijin had no choice but to stop abruptly, and after touching Song Youman's eyes, he thought that he had just been called her husband by the nurse, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little unnatural.

He and Song Youman looked at each other for a while, and when the atmosphere in the room was about to be embarrassing, he stiffly spit out a few words: "That, you finally woke up......"

Since Song Youman woke up, she has always been curious about who her husband is, but she never thought that this person would be Han Zhijin.

So, it was he who drew 1200CC of blood and saved her and the baby?

Song Youman looked at Han Zhijin, a little trance-like, so much so that he didn't notice what Han Zhijin said.

The little nurse standing next to her didn't notice the difference between the two, and when she heard Han Zhijin's words, she naturally thought of the thrilling situation that night, and couldn't help but sigh along: "Yes, Miss Song can be safe for her mother and son, it's really a blessing." ”

Song Youman was brought back to her senses by the little nurse's words, she pursed her lips and smiled, and then said to Han Zhijin: "You're here?" ”

Han Zhijin said "um", then closed the door of the ward and walked to the bedside.

When he got closer, he saw the baby lying in the baby box, the baby's skin was very white, the skin was tender like water tofu, the eyelashes were very long, like two small fans, especially the small mouth, one by one sucking at the air.

For children, Han Zhijin can't talk about liking or hating, it's just that kind of indifference, but somehow, when he saw the baby born by Song Youman, he felt inexplicably pleasing to the eye...... There is also a strange feeling that cannot be described.

"Sit down." Song Youman saw Han Zhijin standing beside the bed, and he didn't react for a while, so he spoke again.

Han Zhijin let out an "oh" before sitting on a chair next to him.

The little nurse saw the scene of Han Zhijin staring at the baby just now, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Miss Song, your husband just forgot to sit on the ...... when he saw the baby fascinated."

As she spoke, the little nurse turned her head and glanced at Han Zhijin: "It's strange to say, Miss Song, your husband goes to see the baby every day after he is born, but he has never held the baby, is he too nervous?" Many fathers are like this, and they dare not touch the baby, for fear of accidentally breaking the baby...... Actually, it's fine, just drag the baby's neck and the back of the head......"

The little nurse took the awake baby from the baby box to Han Zhijin, demonstrated it to him, and then motioned to Han Zhijin to hug the baby as well: "Where is there a father who doesn't hold his baby, you can try it......"

As soon as Song Youman wanted to stop the little nurse, Han Zhijin had already clumsily taken over the baby, the baby moved his hands and feet, and then grinned at Han Zhijin.

Seeing this scene, Song Youman swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Under the careful guidance of the little nurse, Han Zhijin finally had the appearance of a father.

"Right? The baby is easy to hold...... When I didn't put it together, I didn't find it, but after putting it together, I think the baby still looks like Dad's ......" The nurse said while carefully comparing the faces of the baby and Han Zhijin, and then she felt more and more similar: "The nose is like, and the eyebrows and eyes are more like ......"

(This chapter is a little longer to write, but I really started writing it at 2 o'clock, and there are 7 more chapters~)