Chapter 350: Yuan Yuan Is Sick

Mr. Ye thought for a while and then said:

"Then bring the child to Qinyuan when he is half a year old, and we will raise him."

They are the children's grandparents. Many children nowadays are brought up by their grandparents. Besides, they have experience in raising children, so they are definitely better than young people.

Mr. Ye has obviously forgotten how Ye Shiyu was raised.

The two old men didn't leave until the evening, and it wasn't until they left that He Xiyan felt at ease, for fear that they would take her daughter to Qinyuan to raise her again.

The room suddenly became quiet, and Xixi, who had just finished breastfeeding, also fell asleep.

Ye Hao held his daughter and sat beside the hospital bed. He had been holding his daughter for two or three hours and was still reluctant to let go. Although the child was just born and didn't understand anything yet, he would tease the child from time to time. There was no response from the child. The newborn Xixi spent most of her time sleeping except for feeding.

After holding him for a while, he carefully handed the child over to the confinement nanny. Then he walked to the bed and held He Xiyan's hand tightly.

A familiar warmth passed between their fingers, and he smiled slightly at his wife. Then he took her hand, put it on his lips and kissed her gently.

"Thank you, Yan Yan." Ye Hao felt very warm in his heart. Today he finally had his own child and his own bloodline. This was the first time he experienced this kind of touch.

He Xiyan also smiled. She now has a son and a daughter, and a husband who truly loves her. Such a happy life was something she had never imagined.

She held Ye Hao's hand tightly, their fingers intertwined. And a crystal teardrop unconsciously overflowed from the corner of her eyes, tears of emotion.

Ye Hao looked at her lower abdomen, and then gently lifted up the loose skirt. Soon a scar appeared clearly in front of his eyes, and it was slightly red.

His heart suddenly contracted, and his eyes felt as if sand had suddenly entered them, making him feel a little painful.

"Does it hurt?"

He Xiyan's pursed lips opened slightly and she nodded.

It was indeed a bit painful, especially when the knife went down. She was not sensitive enough to the anesthetic. Fortunately, the doctor used auxiliary pain relief to prevent the pain from becoming unbearable.

To be honest, she was really scared at the time, sweating all over her body, and felt as if she had reached the gate of hell.

She did not dare to see a doctor almost the whole time and kept her eyes closed.

I didn't open my eyes until I heard the child's cry.

"Suffer it, Yan Yan." Ye Hao said in a deep voice. After that, he gently covered her with the quilt.

He Xiyan raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

"It's okay, Ye Hao, other mothers have also experienced this." He Xiyan said lightly. When she was afraid, she kept telling herself that other women were not afraid, and she should not be afraid either. Besides, every woman had to go through this, and it would be fine if it passed.

Qin Xiaoyu hurried in after answering a phone call and said:

"Sir, Madam, Meng Lin just called to say that Yuanyuan seems to be sick, with a high fever of 39 degrees. They are now rushing to the hospital where we are."

He Xiyan was stunned. The face that had been smiling just now suddenly froze, her heart shrank, and cold sweat dripped down her back.

Ye Hao also raised his head suddenly and frowned.

"What's going on?" He asked Qin Xiaoyu who had just come in.