Li Yunqiao, after finishing the meeting, declined the dinner invitation and hurried to the hospital.
By this time, the child was already born. A son weighing six pounds and three ounces.
Zheng Lihong was doing alright, didn't suffer much, and the child was born after two hours.
Li Honglin was extremely happy. Being a father for the first time, he looked at the little red-faced person, his heart overflowing with love.
"Lihong, I'm going home to prepare some food for you, I'll be back soon, very quickly."
"Aunt Lu, no need to rush."
"How can I not rush, you must be hungry, I'll go make you some food.
Your parents probably don't know yet, but Honglin, you should wait until I come back to report the good news. Leaving just Lihong and Xue'er at the hospital is not good."
"Alright, I understand."
Lu Fengzhen quickly went back home after giving some brief instructions.
