Su Dongli slept until ten o'clock at night before waking up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Chu Chaoyang sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, staring at the little life next to her, with a smirk on her face.

On his side, Su Dongguo and Jiang Suyun whispered about what this was.

On the other side, Ying Lan sat there quietly, and her eyes also looked at the seat where the little life was from time to time, looking at her like this, she seemed to be full of curiosity about this little guy.

"What time is it?"

She spoke suddenly, and the attention of several people was grabbed.

"Wake up, are you hungry?"

Chu Chaoyang asked.

"Well, sort of."

As soon as her voice fell, Ying Lan on the side had already handed the lunch box that had been kept warm to Chu Chaoyang.

"Thank you."

Take the lunch box and open it quickly.

After eating, when Chu Chaoyang was packing up the lunch box, Su Dongli turned his head to look at Su Dongguo and the others.

"Second brother, Sister Su Yun, it's not too early, you go back and rest first."

"You don't have to work tomorrow, you wake up, and we'll talk to you."

Su Dongguo said with a smile.

"I also said to Lao Chu just now, what should this little guy be called, what do you think it should be called, little sister?"

Hearing this, Su Dongli was slightly stunned, and then spoke; "What did the old man say?"

Most of the names are chosen by the elders, and Old Man Chu also came over this time, so naturally he had to ask his opinion first.

"Grandpa, I've already asked, and he said let's decide, and he himself is not very satisfied with the names he wants."

“……”

Su Dongli pondered for a moment, tilted his head to look at the sleeping little guy, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Call Xinjing."

"Xinjing?"

"Chu Xinjing, Chu Xinjing, not bad, this name is good."

Several people nodded their heads again and again.

"What should that nickname be called?"

Chu Chaoyang continued to ask.

Hearing this, Su Dongli turned his head to look at him and said; "You're a father, nickname, come on."

"Yes, yes, Lao Chu, you can take it."

Chu Chaoyang immediately pondered, but he couldn't remember what his nickname should be for a while.

"Or call it March."

"March?"

Su Dongguo was stunned, and then said; "You're too casual, aren't you?"

"What do you mean by casual, this is very good, it sounds good, and I was born in March, so it's good."

"Let's call it March, it feels pretty good."

As soon as Su Dongli spoke, Su Dongguo, who was originally going to say something, immediately stopped talking.

Instead, he turned his head to look at Chu Xinjing, who was sleeping, and said softly; "Little March feels really good."

And so the name was decided.

The next day, Old Man Chu came to the hospital early, and when he said his name, Chu Chaoyang immediately reported both the big name and the small name.

Old Man Chu was very satisfied, and walked to the edge of the hospital bed and sat down.

At this time, Xiao March had already woken up, her little hands and legs were moving, and her dark eyes were confused.

"Little March, I'm your great-grandfather."

Hearing the voice, Xiao Yue's eyes looked at him, and a pair of small hands waved, looking really cute.

At noon, Zeng Wenhan and Han Youyou came, and as soon as the two came, they surrounded Xiao March.

"Little March, I'm your godmother, I'm here to call my godmother, and my godmother will buy you something delicious."

Zeng Wenhan stretched out his hand and carefully touched Xiao March's little hand.

"You can pull it down, Xiao March was born yesterday, so can you call someone?"

Han Youyou also stretched out his hand and gently touched Xiao Yue's pink little hand holding a small fist.

The group stayed until the afternoon before Old Man Chu spoke.

"Xiaoyang, Xiaoli, I have to go back to Kyoto tomorrow."

"Leaving tomorrow?"

Chu Chaoyang was stunned.

"Well, there's something I need to go back to."

"Then when Little March is a little older, Brother Chaoyang and I will take it back to see you."

Su Dongli said.

"Okay, I'll wait."

Several people chatted a few more words, and Chu Chaoyang sent the old man Chu and the two out of the ward.

Zeng Wenhan and Han Youyou also left.

In the ward, only Su Dongli's mother and daughter and Ying Lan, who have been quietly guarding the side since yesterday, are left.

"Yinglan, you can go back and rest today."

Ying Lan smiled and shook her head; "I don't have to rest, let Chu Chaoyang go back to rest in a while, I'll just guard here."

When she said this, she looked at Xiao Yue, who was already asleep with her little hands still moving.

The cold gaze was full of softness.

"Touch?"

Seeing her gaze, Su Dongli said with a smile.

"But... May I? ”

"Absolutely."

Ying Lan was very happy, squatted down on the side of the hospital bed on the side of the detour, stretched out his hand and carefully touched Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly moved, startled Yinglan, and quickly withdrew his hand.

"It's okay, it's all like this, it's not honest to sleep."

Although it is the first time she has had her own children, she has been in contact with many children before, and she still knows a little.

Ying Lan nodded and reached out again to touch Xiao Yue's little hand, her eyes and face full of love.

Chu Chaoyang soon returned.

"Yinglan, if you don't go back and rest, I'll just keep watch over here."

"It's better for you to go and rest, as long as there is Yinglan here, it's just so that you can bring some small quilts for Xiao March tomorrow."

As soon as Su Dongli spoke, Chu Chaoyang saw that Yinglan had no intention of leaving, so he had to nod.

"Okay, I'm talking to you, I'll go back later."

Su Dongli smiled.

At nine o'clock in the night, Chu Chaoyang left the ward, and only Ying Lan and Su Dongli mother and daughter were left in the entire ward.

"Doctor Su, does the Han Youyou family also have cultivators?"

Ying Lan's sudden question made Su Dongli stunned.

"No, her family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and I haven't heard of any cultivators, what's wrong?"

Hearing this, Ying Lan thought for a moment; "When she came today, I noticed that she had a faint aura of a cultivator, and she should still be a cultivator."

"Huh? Cultivators? You didn't feel wrong? ”

If it is an ancient martial artist, Su Dongli will not feel anything, after all, although there are not many ancient martial artists, it is not so difficult to encounter, and it is normal to be contaminated with a little breath.

But cultivators are different, since she came to this world, for so many years, she has been in contact with many cultivators, but except for the remnants of the demon clan that she encountered in the ruins of the deep mountains, she has hardly seen any other cultivators.

That's why she felt that Han Youyou had the aura of an immortal cultivator on her body, and she was very surprised.

"That's right, you know that our people are very sensitive to breath."

On this day, Su Dongli naturally knew that the Blood Shadow Clan's sense of breath was one of the best existences in the entire Divine Domain, and it was almost impossible to go wrong.

"Anything else?"

"Yes, that aura is a little impure, and it shouldn't be considered an orthodox cultivator."

"Not orthodox?"

Su Dongli was stunned and a little incomprehensible.

"That breath is very mixed, it feels like a combination of many breaths, and this situation usually only appears in two kinds of people."

"The first is to hunt down the cultivators and absorb their cultivators."

"The second is to cultivate the double cultivation method and collect the essence of the cultivator everywhere."

Hearing this, Su Dongli frowned, these two kinds of people are not good people in her opinion, they are the kind of masters who are either destroyed or abolished when they meet.