Butler Fu walked over to the nurse and looked at the newborn baby in the swaddling clothes with a gratified smile!
Mother and son were safe. Mother and daughter were safe. All that fear for nothing, but it was a joyous occasion!
Butler Fu asked the nurse, "Can I hold him?"
The nurse nodded and carefully handed one of the babies to Butler Fu. Now, the faces of the two newborns were wrinkled, thin and flushed, even inclined towards a purple shade. He asked worriedly, "Why are their faces so red?"
"It's normal. Because they are premature. The water broke…"
"Too thin."
"Hehe, because it's been thirty-six weeks and a few days, it's not far from full term. This weight is very healthy!"
The nurse was also a rather sweet talker, so she naturally made a few flattering remarks. "You're carrying the boy in your arms. He looks like his mother!"
