At this moment, the door to the delivery room opened. The midwife carried the newborn out and was about to take a bath.
Zhao Huimin immediately surrounded her. "How is it? It's a boy, right? A boy?"
The midwife was stunned by Zhao Huimin's question. Then, she frowned unhappily. It seemed like this grandmother prioritized boys over girls. "Congratulations, it's a cute little princess."
When she heard this, Zhao Huimin's face instantly fell. " What's there to congratulate about a princess? What's there to congratulate?"
No one had expected Zhao Huimin to flare up in public. Perhaps it was because her loud voice disturbed the child in the midwife's arms; the child immediately burst into tears.
The midwife's face immediately turned cold. "Grandmother, this is the hospital. Please lower your voice."
After saying that, she ignored Zhao Huimin and carried the child away.
