"Given birth. It's good to have given birth." At another hospital, Zhu Chengqi, who was wearing an oxygen mask, smiled sweetly when he heard that not only were Qiao Nan and the triplets alright, but he was also shown a photo of the three wrinkly babies. "These three children look just like their mother. They're so good-looking. When they grow up, they would definitely be practical and clever children."
At this time, upon hearing the noise outside, the person taking care of Zhu Chengqi hurriedly kept the mobile and hid the photo which was just shown to Zhu Chengqi so that people who shouldn't see it wouldn't see it.
"Uncle?" Wang Yang came in from outside. He didn't address Zhu Chengqi loudly. Wang Yang's head was still dripping water and the moisture on his body was very obvious. It seemed that he had just come in after taking a bath. "How's my uncle's situation today?"
