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Chapter 3701

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"I can have lunch, but what do you mean by taking a nap? I'm a man. I'm not that delicate. " Chen Feibai waved his hand. "Go and have your meal. After that, I'll take care of your son. After that, you should go and rest."

Chen Feibai glanced at Jiang Yao's flat stomach. "You're a pregnant woman. You've been tired all morning. If I don't let you rest, I'm afraid your man won't be able to control himself and shoot me."

"You're afraid?" Jiang Yao asked with a smile.

There were many people who were afraid of Lu Xingzhi, but there was definitely no one like Chen Feibai.

Ever since Jiang Yao met Chen Feibai, Chen Feibai had been a thorn in Lu Xingzhi's side. Lu Xingzhi didn't even plan to take care of Chen Feibai.

"For your sake, I have to be afraid. Otherwise, it'll make your man look bad." Chen Feibai waved his hand and went to have his meal. He wanted to help Jiang Yao take care of the child after the meal so that Jiang Yao would have time to rest.

After Chen Feibai left, the two doctors who helped push Captain Mu and Li Zhicai surrounded Jiang Yao.

"Doctor Jiang, you've been working hard all morning. If there's anything we can do, just let us know," one of the doctors said.

Jiang Yao thought for a moment and nodded. "Then I'll have to trouble the three of you. Help me keep an eye on things. If there's anything, inform me immediately."

Then, Jiang Yao told them about the things to take note of. Three people were enough, so Jiang Yao divided the work into three parts. One person would keep an eye on a few things, so that they wouldn't be too busy.

After that, Jiang Yao changed out of her clothes and left the hospital to go back to her place of residence.

She originally thought that Lu Xingzhi would take the child directly to the cafeteria, but when she returned, she realized that Lu Xingzhi had packed food. At this moment, the father and son were eating with their heads lowered.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lu Chenyang looked up with a small spoon in his hand. When he saw Jiang Yao come in, he waved the spoon in his hand happily. "Mom, eat!"

Although Lu Chenyang was only a little over a year old, he didn't like being fed from the moment he learned how to hold a spoon. When eating, the adults would hold the chopsticks while he held the spoon. He didn't need anyone to coax him or feed him. As long as the adults picked up the food he wanted to eat, he could use the spoon to eat in big mouthfuls.

However, after eating, the table would inevitably be a little messy. After all, the child was still young and his ability to control the tableware in his hands was limited.

However, neither Jiang Yao nor Lu Xingzhi ever reprimanded Lu Chenyang for this. They only casually reminded the little guy when they were cleaning up the table that he should pay more attention the next time he ate.

When he saw Jiang Yao come in, Lu Chenyang was excited. He waved the spoon, and the rice in the spoon flew directly at Lu Xingzhi's head.

"Son, put down your spoon quickly. Be careful that your dad doesn't beat you up," Jiang Yao reminded.

Lu Chenyang carefully observed Lu Xingzhi's expression, then handed his small apron to Lu Xingzhi. "Dad, use this."

Lu Xingzhi stood up and went to the door to knock the thing off his head. Then, he turned back to the stove and took out the warm rice for Jiang Yao.

Originally, he wanted to send it to Jiang Yao at the hospital, but he was afraid that Jiang Yao wouldn't have time to eat it now and it would be cold by the time she was free. So, he wanted to send it over after she finished eating. He didn't expect that Jiang Yao would come back so soon.

"Take a rest after eating. I'll bring Chenyang to the camp," Lu Xingzhi said. "So that he won't disturb your rest."

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