Chapter 1170 Where Is the Name?

Murong Cheng was woken up by her, and looked up at her: "How do you feel?"

Mu Zi said, "I'm a little thirsty."

Murong Cheng got up to pour water, and he took a big sip when he tested the temperature of the water. Last night was chaotic, and his nerves were always tense, and he hadn't even drank any water.

After drinking the water, Mu Zi asked the time, and Murong Cheng said it was just after seven o'clock.

He opened the curtains a little. The sun rises late in winter, and the sky is still gray at this time.

Mu Zi looked at it for a while, then asked, "When can I see the child?"

Murong Cheng was slightly stunned, and asked back: "Do I need to see it? Didn't they send it to us?"

Mu Zi: "..."

Probably because Mu Zi's expression was too ugly, Murong Cheng consciously went out, sent the bodyguards outside to ask, and came back after a while and told her: "It's upstairs, you can go to see it whenever you want, but you can't go in, you can only go to the other side." Look through the glass."

"Let's go and have a look now." Mu Zi sat up with her arms propped up.

After all, it is the meat that fell from my stomach, and I can't just throw it aside after giving birth.

It has to be said that the difference in physiological structure makes men and women have innate differences in how they treat children.

When Mu Zi gave birth, there was some tear on the lower part, although it was stitched up, it still hurts now, and it is inevitable that the wound will be involved when walking.

Murong Cheng had someone bring the wheelchair over, and carefully carried her onto it.

When sitting down, Mu Zi frowned slightly.

"What, it hurts?" Murong Cheng stretched out his hand to pull her pants, "Is it torn again? Let me see..."

Mu Zi annoyed him to death, and pulled his hand away, "Don't make trouble!"

"How can this be trouble?" Murong Cheng frowned, with a rather serious expression, "Let me help you take a look, what if it really cracks?"

Mu Zi's face was flushed, and her temper also came up, she held his hand tightly and said, "I won't let you see it!"

Murong Cheng was helpless: "What are you shy about? It's not like you haven't seen it."

Mu Zi only felt a buzzing in his head.

"What did you say?" She stared at Murong Cheng in disbelief, "When did you watch it?"

Murong Cheng said calmly, "When you fell asleep."

Mu Zi's eyes widened: "..."

Murong Cheng really didn't understand what Mu Zi was thinking about, and he said: "You are removing lochia, cleaning the wound, putting on sanitary pads, changing underwear... I not only looked at it, but also touched it, touched it, why, there is a problem ?”

Mu Zi opened her mouth, speechless. She always thought it was Bai Wei who changed her underwear!

Murong Cheng looked at her expression, then seemed to understand something, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said proudly: "That was originally my thing."

Mu Zi raised her forehead, she didn't want to say a word...

It was a mistake to discuss this kind of topic with Murong Cheng!

When the two were in a stalemate, the nurse opened the door and came in. Seeing them, she smiled and said, "Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu have a really good relationship."

After finishing speaking, he took out the electronic thermometer and said with a smile, "Come on, take your temperature."

Mu Zi cooperates.

Then the nurse asked about other physical conditions.

Mu Zi took the opportunity to ask about the child.

The nurse said: "Very good, although the weight is a little light, but he is considered a strong boy among the twins, and he is quite strong. I guess he should be able to come out after living in the incubator for eight or nine days."

Only then did Mu Zi feel relieved.

The more I feel that what Murong Cheng is talking about is nonsense, it's useless to talk nonsense for a long time!

The couple went to see the child together, seeing those two little things through the glass, Mu Zi's heart was about to melt...

When I was first born, I was too tired and didn't feel much, but the more I look at it now, the more cute it is.

I just don't know which is the older brother and which is the younger brother.

Her eyes fell on the child's ankle, where the newborn baby's message was tied.

She saw that one had Mu Dabao written on it, and the other had Mu Xiaobao written on it.

Mu Zi frowned, and looked at Murong Cheng: "What name did you ask?"