After Marrying the Officer Chapter 1237: 1236: Becoming Parents
Previously on After Marrying the Officer...
Gazing at the flushed, wrinkly infant, Huo Shiqian felt a whirlwind of emotions surging through him.
This… their very own child?
The same one the doctor once urged them to abort, yet they chose to protect.
A surge of warmth flooded from the depths of Huo Shiqian’s heart, spreading to every part of his body.
Huo Shiqian realized that starting now, he bore yet another vital duty.
Since the newborn couldn’t remain in the hallway long, the nurse readied to carry the baby to the nursery.
“Nurse, I’ll accompany you!” Spotting the nurse preparing to depart, Ou ZhenTing declared at once.
Huo Zhongcheng nodded and added, “Count me in.”
Their voices and faces carried an extraordinary gravity.
The nurse cradling the infant was taken aback by the sight.
She couldn’t fathom why escorting the baby to the nursery prompted these officers to behave like they were confronting a dire threat.
Yet, some matters go without saying.
The reason was clear: they dreaded a repeat of the tragedy from two decades past.
By contrast, Huo Shiqian had regained his composure.
“Thank you, Father. Thank you, Father-in-law. Thank you everyone,” Huo Shiqian expressed gravely to the trio, “I’ll remain here for Chuyi.”
Observing this, Ou ZhenTing nodded approvingly and assured, “Don’t worry, I’ll ensure the child is perfectly safe!”
“Don’t worry,” echoed Huo Zhongcheng.
“I’ll scout the perimeter,” Ou Jun stated with utmost seriousness.
“Good,” replied Ou ZhenTing, “Be meticulous; allow no intruders to slip through!”
“Understood,” Ou Jun affirmed with a grave nod.
Thus, duties were assigned—one guarding the infant, another surveying the area.
In the end, only Huo Shiqian, Mrs. Ou, and the stunned Ou Cong lingered outside the delivery room.
Ou Cong, who’d long been convinced a darling niece awaited, appeared utterly dumbfounded, murmuring to himself, “How… how is it a boy?”
At that moment, the delivery room doors swung open, as the doctor and nurse wheeled Xia Chuyi out.
Huo Shiqian, forgetting the baby entirely, hurried to Xia Chuyi’s side, enveloping her sweat-drenched hand in his strong grip.
“Chuyi, you’ve suffered so much,” Huo Shiqian murmured softly, eyes fixed on his wife.
Sweat drenched Xia Chuyi, her delicate face ashen and exhausted from the ordeal of birth.
“Did you see our baby?” she inquired of him.
“Yes.” Hearing this, Huo Shiqian gently brushed back her hair with one hand, adding, “I did. He’s robust and healthy.”
“Really?” A weak smile lit Xia Chuyi’s face. “That’s wonderful.”
Mrs. Ou, witnessing Xia Chuyi in this state, felt tears welling up uncontrollably.
“My child…” Mrs. Ou addressed Xia Chuyi, her voice choking.
This daughter, missing for twenty years and recently reunited, had now become a mother herself—filling Mrs. Ou with profound emotion and joy.
The new mother couldn’t linger in the corridor either.
Accompanying the doctor and nurse, Huo Shiqian and Mrs. Ou escorted Xia Chuyi to the nursery.
Meanwhile, Second Young Master Ou snapped out of his daze, let out a cry, and dashed toward the nursery as well.
In the nursery, Ou ZhenTing and Huo Zhongcheng kept their gazes locked on the baby right up until the nurse wheeled in Xia Chuyi too.