Chapter 449 Ye Shengsong Suspects the Child's Father is Mentally Ill
Zi Yisheng rushed over immediately. Seeing his wife lying on the gurney, pale, her hair damp and clinging to her face, with her eyes tightly closed.
"Wife, are you alright? Doctor, what's wrong with my wife?"
Dr. Liu had just removed her mask and quickly replied with a smile.
"The mother is fine. She's just tired and asleep. She needs to rest well now."
"Quickly wrap Shengsong's head. After returning to the room, dry her hair and change her clothes into clean ones."
Ye Shengsong had actually seen her baby and heard her family taking the child before she fell asleep peacefully. She was utterly exhausted after the whole morning's ordeal.
Zi Yisheng carefully wrapped his wife's head with a large towel and, with a pang of affection, kissed her forehead.
Ye Shengsong remained asleep, undisturbed by all the fuss. Mom Ye and the two maternal aunts changed clothes, dried hair, and even put on thin socks for her feet at the fastest speed.
After everything was settled, Elder Fan and Elder Dang also came in to take Ye Shengsong's pulse.
"It's just a deficiency of qi and blood. She'll be fine with slow recuperation."
"That's good. I didn't expect her to give birth in just one morning. It was quite smooth."
Mom Ye had been afraid her daughter would suffer for a long time, but it turned out to be much better than she had imagined.
The chubby newborn was finally in Ye Mu'en's hands. He slept very soundly in his maternal uncle's arms, his little mouth occasionally moving.
Ye Mu'en was holding such a young infant for the first time, and it was his own sister's child. The bond of blood made his heart melt completely as he looked at the baby.
After Ye Shengsong was settled, the room became quiet. Elder Fan and the others left together, as they hadn't rested well the night before, and so many people weren't needed in the ward.
Zi Yisheng ignored everyone else, sitting by the hospital bed, gazing at his wife as if wanting to etch her current appearance into his heart.
"Put the child on the bed. Otherwise, he'll get used to being held all the time later."
Seeing her son staring at the baby with his head bowed, Mom Ye quickly and softly reminded him.
"What are you afraid of? I'll hold him if he gets used to it."
"Can you hold him all day and night? It will be your sister who suffers from bad habits. Quickly put him on the bed. If you like him so much, hurry up and marry a wife and have your own."
Mom Ye's words reached him, and Dad Ye immediately reached out and gently took the baby into his arms. However, he walked for what felt like a long time to cover the few steps to the hospital bed.
As if losing his sense of security upon being put down, the little one's small hand, held at his face, trembled. Then, he opened his mouth and wailed.
"Come, Grandma will see if you're hungry or need changing."
Zi Yisheng frowned and quickly covered his wife's ears, afraid of being disturbed by the annoying child. He didn't even bother to turn his head to look at his son.
Dad Ye and Ye Mu'en frantically grabbed diapers and bottles, but they were fumbling and unable to help effectively.
"Oh, our little treasure peed. Grandma will quickly take off your smelly diaper and change you into a clean and comfortable one."
At this moment, Mom Ye wished she could use the diapers from her daughter's space. When she had been stockpiling supplies, she had collected a lot of baby items, enough for her son and daughter to have ten or eight grandchildren.
Mom Ye glanced disdainfully at her "incompetent" son-in-law. If it weren't for him, her precious grandson wouldn't have a wet diaper soaking his little bottom.
After re-wrapping the baby in a thin blanket, Mom Ye washed her hands and taught Dad Ye and Ye Mu'en how to prepare milk powder, determined to train everyone in the family to be good caregivers so her daughter could have an easier time.
As for her son-in-law, given how doting he was on her daughter, she'd let him take care of her daughter wholeheartedly. They could train him later.
After drinking a few sips of water, the milk powder was also prepared. The twenty milliliters of milk were finished in just a few gulps by the chubby boy.
"Our little treasure is easy to raise, and he has a big appetite."
"Of course. The boys in our family are all raised strong. They'll be soldiers in the future."
Dad Ye puffed out his chest proudly, only to be silently kicked by Mom Ye.
Zi Yisheng finally turned to look at the child. Upon seeing the nose and mouth that resembled his wife's, he finally had a fatherly consciousness. He walked over and peered closely at the baby's face, studying him.
"Not bad, he looks like my wife."
Mom Ye pursed her lips and chuckled. This was a case of loving the child because of his mother.
Ye Shengsong slept for five hours before waking up, just in time for her son's second meal after birth. The first thing she did upon waking was to touch her stomach. Hearing the gulping sounds in her ear, she turned her head and saw her son vigorously sucking on a milk bottle.
"Wife, you're awake. Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Ye Shengsong pushed away the large face that loomed before her, distracting her from looking at her son.
Zi Yisheng felt a pang of sadness and could only make space, allowing his son to see his wife first.
"Shengsong, look at your son. This little guy is probably full."
Ye Shengsong struggled to sit up, but the pain below made her gasp.
"The doctor said there's a wound, and it will hurt for a few more days. Try not to sit up these two days."
Ye Shengsong felt a little embarrassed and glared at Zi Yisheng, who was about to continue his nagging.
After burping the baby, Mom Ye quickly placed him beside her daughter. Ye Shengsong turned to lie on her side, so the baby was right beside her face.
However, as she turned, Ye Shengsong felt her internal organs shift, making her very uncomfortable.
"Mom, my insides have fallen out!"
"Oh, right, the belly needs to be tied with strips of cloth."
These were instructions from Aunt Bai to Mom Ye. She would use a belly band for her daughter when they got home.
Dad Ye and Ye Mu'en quickly left the ward. Ye Shengsong was awkwardly bound around her plump belly with several strips of cloth.
"Wife, have some brown sugar water first. Food will be sent over soon."
In fact, Aunt Zhen had already sent the confinement meals. Seeing that Ye Shengsong was still asleep, she had to warm them at the hospital cafeteria.
Ye Shengsong drank a few sips and then couldn't take her eyes off her son. His long eyelashes were comparable to hers, and he didn't have much vernix caseosa. There were just a few small white spots on his nose.
His little hands were placed near his mouth, and his small lips occasionally made sucking motions. Ye Shengsong's heart softened immensely, and she leaned in to kiss her son's little hand.
Zi Yisheng watched Ye Shengsong's every move. This little brat, only a few hours old, had already captured all of his wife's attention. What would happen in the future? He knew this little guy was here to oppose him, his father.
"Wife, you'll be uncomfortable with your head tilted like that. Besides, the son is already asleep. It's not too late to look at him when he wakes up."
Zi Yisheng directly moved his son to the adjacent bed, not giving his wife a chance to protest. Just then, Aunt Zhen arrived with the food containers, rescuing Zi Yisheng from the crisis of being scolded.
Ye Shengsong was helped to sit up, leaning on one side of her hip. She took the brown sugar millet porridge and slowly drank it. Her spirits were generally quite good.
"Dad, Mom, Big Brother, have you eaten?"
Dad Ye looked at his daughter with a smile. His daughter was thoughtful, still thinking about whether they had eaten at a time like this.
"We're going back to eat now. Aunt will come to take over tonight, and we'll come to keep you company tomorrow."
"Yes, there's no need to keep so many people in the ward. Actually, ask the doctor if I can be discharged immediately. I feel quite good."
Zi Yisheng disagreed. He had heard that some postpartum mothers experience bleeding, and he needed his wife to be absolutely safe.
"It's better to stay a few days before being discharged. We're in a private room anyway, and no one will disturb us."
"How can it be as comfortable as home? Besides, Master and the others are at home. Is there anything they can't cure?"
Seeing his wife's firm attitude, Zi Yisheng could only go out to find the doctor.
Ye Shengsong didn't eat much. She really disliked eating brown sugar or white sugar, especially the large bowl of poached eggs in brown sugar. Pinching her nose, she ate two, which was her limit.
Dr. Liu had stayed up all night and a whole day waiting for Ye Shengsong to give birth. When Zi Yisheng looked for her, she had already finished her shift. This suited Zi Yisheng's intentions perfectly.
After eating, Ye Shengsong asked her mother to braid her hair into several small braids to prevent tangles when she finished her confinement period.
Hearing that the doctor was unavailable, Ye Shengsong no longer insisted. Holding her chubby son's little hand, she stared at him intently.
"Oh, right, have you notified Grandma and Grandpa?"
"We have. We sent someone to call back as soon as you safely delivered the baby. I just don't know if Grandma and Grandpa can wait until you finish your confinement to return."
Ye Shengsong knew Zi Yisheng's plan. In fact, she didn't want to trouble the baby during his confinement period, as he was too young and would certainly need to be fed on the road.
"Mom, when can I breastfeed the baby myself?"
"You can breastfeed after Aunt Zhen comes to massage you tonight. I'm not good at this."
Mom Ye whispered to her daughter. She could only care for her grandson now thanks to her daughter being her primary caregiver back then. Due to her poor health at the time, she never relied on anyone else.
Ye Shengsong was still very weak and fell asleep again shortly after.
When she woke up again, Aunt Zhen was applying hot towels to her chest. Seeing her open nightgown, Ye Shengsong looked up at the sky speechlessly. She should have been woken up first to prepare. Was this necessary to be so direct?
"You're awake, Shengsong. Bear with it for a while. After a couple more days of massage, the little chubby will be able to drink breast milk."
"Hiss~~ Oh, it hurts."
This was called bearing with it? This was like torture!
After thirty minutes of massage, they even woke up the sleeping little chubby to suckle.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. This little guy has quite some strength."
"Waa~~"
"Hahahaha, the little guy is angry after working hard for so long and not getting anything."
The chubby boy waved his little fists, his face red, and sweat beaded on his forehead.
Zi Yisheng, who had been sent out early, was pressed against the door, listening to the commotion inside. His wife kept crying out in pain, and his heart ached, but he couldn't open the door.
"Alright, as long as you treat my sister even better from now on."
Ye Mu'en kept instilling this in Zi Yisheng, determined to make him dote on his sister even more mindlessly.
Finally, on the third day, the chubby boy drank breast milk. The little guy's sucking strength was so great that he even burst the "artificial bottle," causing Ye Shengsong to break out in a sweat, feeling it hurt even more than giving birth.
Zi Yisheng watched with envy and jealousy. He really disliked that brat.
At the same time, Ye Shengsong and the chubby boy were officially discharged from the hospital on the same day. They were bundled up like silkworms by the father and put into the car.
Dr. Liu escorted them to the hospital entrance. Watching the car drive away, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Oh my, this was the first time she felt so much pressure as a doctor.
Ye Shengsong saw the rebuilt Western-style house, still a two-story design, but the courtyard was a bit larger. The road was paved with pebbles.
Entering the house, it was decorated in a minimalist style according to Ye Shengsong's earlier wishes. The light in the room seemed much brighter than before.
Ye Shengsong was carried to the master bedroom on the second floor. Upon entering, she saw a lounge chair and a small coffee table placed on the balcony, with a thin blanket spread on the floor.
"Do you like it?"
"Yes, I do. Later, I can hold my son and bask in the sun on the balcony."
Zi Yisheng choked. Why was the brat everywhere?
Ye Shengsong changed into clean pajamas by the bedside before getting into bed. The chubby boy was still downstairs, being admired by everyone. As Ye Shengsong lay down comfortably, she was embraced by the child's father.
"Wife, you've changed your heart."
Ye Shengsong didn't speak but smiled happily. He was jealous of their son.
"Look, you don't even offer basic comfort anymore."
"Zi Yisheng, don't forget that the son is also yours, your own blood."
"I think Big Brother really likes our son. Why don't we give the son to Big Brother to raise?"
Ye Shengsong raised her hand and slapped the child's father. He was being ridiculous, and she was giving him too much leeway.
"Heh heh, alright. I'll go back to my parents' home with him and let my Big Brother raise him."
Zi Yisheng buried his face in his wife's neck, acting like a spoiled child, his voice muffled.
"How could I bear to leave? If you go, I'll voluntarily become a live-in son-in-law. Wife, you need to pay more attention to me in the future, or I'll feel unhappy."
"Okay, when the child is asleep, I'll spend more time with you."
In this day and age, she, a postpartum woman, hadn't even been comforted yet, and this father was being dramatic.
"By the way, have you decided on the child's name? We can't keep calling him 'chubby' or 'baby'."
"Let Mom and Dad decide. The name is just a label."
Ye Shengsong was amused and angered by Zi Yisheng's attitude, pushing him away.
"Zi Yisheng, is the child yours or not? Why are you so indifferent to the child? Haven't you ever considered that he's a piece of me? You can't even love him by extension. I really doubt your sincerity towards me."
What kind of father doesn't like his own child? Other men would go crazy with joy over having a chubby son, but what about this father? Ye Shengsong was truly hurt.
Zi Yisheng quickly sat up. Seeing that his wife was truly angry, he panicked.
"Wife, you can't misunderstand me. I don't dislike our son, but in my heart, only you matter the most. I simply don't know how to love him. I'm too jealous of him, extremely jealous."
"What kind of twisted logic is that? Our son is our continuation, the crystallization of our love. We should cherish and love him even more."
Seeing Zi Yisheng's indifferent appearance, Ye Shengsong suddenly felt that he had psychological problems, possibly caused by being abandoned and betrayed by his father at a young age.
"Then you can take your time getting to know the child. You'll have to change his diapers and bathe him, just like you took care of me. It'll also lighten my burden. You can't expect me to take care of the child alone, can you?"
"How could I? I'll start learning to take care of the child today. As long as I'm home, I won't let you get tired."
Ye Shengsong sighed in her heart. It would have to be this way. Perhaps things would get better with time.
"Then you go down and learn to take care of the child. And while you're at it, finalize the child's name with my parents. I'm tired and want to sleep."