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The baby girl is doing well; she's been taken off the respirator.
In another day or two, both children can be brought back to the VIP ward.
Liam Yancey is in high spirits, his tension and worry completely swept away.
"How much do the two children weigh?" Tara Summer, after being well-fed, is lying on the bed with a smiling face, looking at Liam Yancey, unable to suppress the joy of being a mother for the first time.
"Our son was born first, on January 11th, at 00:06, weighing six pounds and eight ounces. The daughter came two minutes later, a little on the light side, only four pounds and nine ounces..." He saw Tara Summer's face fall, Liam Yancey stroked her cheek and smiled, "But don't worry, although she's a bit small, she's very healthy, Tara, I promise, I'll make sure our daughter grows up plump and fair, surpassing her brother..."
These words finally brought laughter to Tara Summer, and seeing him so relaxed, her own worries dissipated a lot.
