With the name of the child, Dou's mother immediately went out to call her husband to tell her the good news. Cao Deying also gave her a look at her third sister-in-law Ximin's mother. Ximin's mother followed Dou's mother to call her father-in-law.

"Teacher Ning." Dou Xiao held Ning Yunxi's hand again and thanked, "When Guoying is discharged from the hospital, he will hold a full moon banquet. I hope that Teacher Ning and Teacher Meng, you must be here."

Ning Yunxi and Meng Chenhao nodded.

Besides, Lin Shangxian didn't go to Cao Deying's ward at that time. He stood at the nurse's station to get the medical records. He turned around and saw Dou's mother and Ximin's mother walking out. The two of them were happily reporting each other:

"The child is called Dou Guoying!"

The two families were filled with joy and joy about the arrival of a new life. But there was someone who had never enjoyed such a blessing.

Lin Shangxian thought of the lonely Meng Chenxi from the joyful expressions of Dou family and Cao family, and his brows frowned. When Dou's mother and Ximin's mother brushed behind him to look for the phone, he took the medical record and turned around and left from the other direction.

It was late at night. The hospital was quiet.

Meng Chenxi walked to the hospital gate with the green canvas schoolbag he gave her by his second brother on his left shoulder.

Looking up at the light on the floor above the hospitalization department, her fingers unconsciously grabbed the strap of her schoolbag, and her knuckles were so strong that they turned white. She took a deep breath and then walked into the hospital.

Climb up a few stairs to reach the neonatal department.

After several nights of visit, she was already familiar with the road. While the nurses here were not paying attention, she walked to the room where she saw the baby last time. Through the glass window, she could see rows of cute newborns inside. Although so many children, their little faces were a bit wrinkled like monkeys, they were all so small and exquisite, and each face had its own characteristics. It made people sigh that the hand that created life was full of surprise.

In all new lives, Meng Chenxi can accurately find that child, the son Cao Deying had just given birth to.

He was small, with dark hair as soft as Cao Deying and facial features similar to Dou Xiao, so when he smiled, his slightly flat nose would look gentle and humble with the same temperament as his father.

When Meng Chenxi saw this little life laughing in the insulated box, he couldn't help but feel a sour on his nose.

"What's wrong?"

"It's so great, life is so great." Meng Chenxi murmured. After a while, he realized that someone was talking beside her, and hurriedly turned his head.

Lin Shangxian, who was standing next to her, had her slender hands in her pocket as usual, and her amber eyes turned to look at her panickedly. Her elegant mouth raised slightly, and her voice was warm and playful tone said, "I'm not a ghost."

She really thought she had seen a ghost. Otherwise, how could he suddenly appear here? Meng Chenxi's panicked heart could not quickly sort out all his thoughts, and immediately lowered his head guiltily to his warm eyes.

"Your sister-in-law said you haven't been home for a few days." Lin Shangxian said to her in a gentle voice, "I didn't tell her that you're here every night."

He knew that she came here tonight? Meng Chenxi was even more surprised and asked in a timid voice: "Brother Shangxian, when did you know?"
Chapter completed!