Song Yuan didn't expect Yung Heng to come back and buy food for them.
When the three of them entered the ward again, Wu Siyu had already ended the video call with her husband. She said happily, "My husband is buying the fastest plane ticket. He said that if everything goes well, we might be able to reach the hospital in the early hours of the morning. I just asked the doctor, and the doctor said that I probably won't give birth so soon. That doctor seems to be very experienced. She said that I might give birth at noon or in the afternoon tomorrow."
Song Yuan and Yung Heng looked very confused at this moment.
The two of them were finally in sync, and they didn't expect her to be so happy at this moment.
Song Yuan recalled the pain of childbirth and couldn't help but give Wu Siyu a thumbs up in his heart.
Yung Heng, on the other hand, was very confused. He remembered that when Yuanyuan gave birth back then, she wasn't so happy. Her eyes were red and she was very scared.
"I asked the driver to buy a few ingredients and also ordered a ginseng chicken soup." Yung Heng said this to Song Yuan. "Let her drink some soup, or else she won't have the strength to give birth later."
Song Yuan was silent when he heard this.
These words were very familiar, so familiar that some images unconsciously reappeared in her mind. At that time, she wasn't in the mood to eat at all, and the imperial kitchen couldn't make what she wanted to eat. At first, it wasn't very painful. She was purely frightened by herself, and her teeth were chattering. He personally brought a bowl of ginseng soup, supported her, and very patiently coaxed her to drink a few more mouthfuls.
She shook her head gently, as if she wanted to shake these past memories out of her mind.
Wu Siyu had a good appetite. She drank a bowl of soup and ate a small bowl of rice. She touched her bulging belly contentedly. "I feel good."
Song Yuan saw that she was so comfortable and couldn't help but sigh. "The modern world is still better. Not only do we have a Doula, but we also have a painless delivery."
"Painless delivery?" He knew these two words, but he didn't quite understand what they meant when they were combined.
Song Yuan explained to him patiently, "I'm not too sure about the specifics. Anyway, after the third finger is opened, you can give birth. After that, it won't hurt as much, and it will greatly reduce the pain of the pregnant woman."
Yung Heng grunted in a low voice.
He didn't say much, and Song Yuan didn't have time to observe his mood.
Although Wu Siyu's husband would come in a few hours, Song Yuan wouldn't bring Rong Ting home now.
Yung Heng didn't want to stay in the ward. After all, he was an adult man, and there was a pregnant woman in the ward. It wasn't suitable for him to stay here. He only said that he wanted to get some fresh air, and Song Yuan didn't stop him.
There were many women who gave birth and were admitted to the hospital every day. Rong Heng walked around and came to the emergency exit. There was no one here, and there was no heater, so the air finally circulated a little.
After a while, a young man came over. He was here to smoke. When he saw that someone was here, he was stunned for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he handed a cigarette to Yung Heng. "Bro, want one?"
Yung Heng knew it was a cigarette. He shook his head and said, "I don't smoke."
Indeed, he didn't smoke. He didn't smoke in the ancient palace either.
The two men were in the emergency exit. Naturally, the more familiar one would take the initiative to find a topic to talk about. Otherwise, it would be boring to just stand there.
The young man smiled foolishly and said, "My wife is about to give birth. I was supposed to accompany her, but my mother-in-law said that I was causing trouble in the room, so she chased me out. I just happened to come here for a smoke. Bro, is your wife giving birth too?"
Yung Heng didn't like to chat with strangers, especially this kind of small talk. However, he didn't know why, but he was willing to say a few words today. "How old is my child already?"
The young man didn't believe him. He looked at him and chuckled. "Then you're too young to have a child. How did you feel when the child was born? How did it feel to be a father?"
Yung Heng smiled faintly. "I forgot."
How did it feel?
It was probably shock.
He had never seen anyone give birth to a child, and no one had ever given birth to a child for him. At that time, he knew that she was afraid, but in fact, he was more afraid than she was.
Before this, he had read a lot of medical books and was cautious about everything. He was afraid that he would accidentally fall into a trap. Everyone thought that he valued the unborn child, but that wasn't the case. He knew that giving birth was the door to hell for women. He only hoped that she wouldn't go. Compared to the child, the person more important to him was her. However, he also knew that he had to have a child. He only wanted her child.
How did he feel when he saw her in so much pain that she couldn't speak? How did he feel when he saw her subconsciously protecting her stomach even though she was in so much pain? After seeing the person he loved giving birth to a child for him, he couldn't bear to hurt her anymore, nor could he bear to lose his temper with her.
However, he seemed to have understood it too late. Just as he thought that their relationship would slowly recover with the birth of this child, the news of Meng Qingrong's death came from the front.
Now, he seemed to have hurt her again. Although she didn't say anything and appeared very calm, he knew that she was disappointed in him.
The young man saw that Yung Heng wasn't enthusiastic. After smoking, he was also worried about his wife's condition. After saying goodbye to Yung Heng, he quickly left.
Song Yuan didn't know if Yung Heng had left. Seeing that it was almost 8 or 9 pm, she pulled Rong Ting to the side and said softly, "Go and look for your father. When you find him, ask him to take you back. There's no use for you to stay in this hospital, right? Mother is with Auntie Siyu. I'll go back when Auntie Siyu's husband comes.
Be good. "Rong Ting didn't want to go back, but he knew that he couldn't help much by staying here. He could only pout and agree." Then, am I alone at home? "
"Of course not." Song Yuan shook her head. "So, go and find your father. I'll discuss with him and see if you'll follow him to the hotel he's staying at or if he'll sleep at our house for a night."
This time, it was Rong Ting's turn to be surprised. "Imperial Mother, didn't you dislike Imperial Father staying at our house?"
Now that he heard Imperial Mother's words, it seemed that she wanted Imperial Father to stay at their house for a night!
Song Yuan smiled helplessly. "Times have changed. I'm worried about leaving you alone at home at night."
In the past, she didn't recover her memory because she was afraid that it would be awkward to be under the same roof as Yung Heng. She was also afraid that something unnecessary would happen between them. Now that she had recovered her memory and he didn't lose his memory, they both knew what the situation between them was. Whether he slept at her house for a night or not didn't have any impact.
She only treated him as her son's father. He knew it better than anyone else.
"Okay." Rong Ting now felt that his mother was strange.
Even so, he still turned and left the ward, preparing to go out and find his father.
This was the gynecology and obstetrics department. Many people were giving birth, and many people had already given birth. Even at this time, it was still not quiet.
Rong Ting heard a middle-aged couple talking to someone, and their voices weren't soft.
"What a bummer. Didn't you say that the doctor diagnosed it as a son? How did he give birth to a good-for-nothing? I don't know how the neighbors are going to laugh at me. That doctor really has no conscience. We bribed him, and he told me that it was a son! "
"Hey, it's okay to have a second child now. It's nothing. The first child is a daughter, so there's no pressure to have a second child. When the daughter grows up, she can even help the family and her younger brother, right? It's good to have a daughter. Daughters are filial. Look at how high the housing prices are now. If you have a daughter, you don't have to buy a house. This is a blessing. "
"Blessing my ass. Old woman, the red packet you gave me was five thousand yuan. Previously, I thought it was a son who gave ten thousand yuan. If it's a daughter, I'll just give five thousand yuan. Why isn't it a fat boy! "
When Rong Ting heard this, he felt that it was quite inconceivable.
It was really strange. It was fine that people in ancient times didn't like to have daughters, but didn't Imperial Mother say that modern times were very good? Didn't she say that modern times were many years more advanced than ancient times?
Didn't they say that it was the same whether it was a boy or a girl?
Rong Ting shook his head as he went to look for his Imperial Father. After much difficulty, he finally found him at the safe passage.
He didn't know what his Imperial Father was thinking. He had a pensive look on his face.
Although he didn't have much to talk about with his Imperial Father, when he thought about the pain of childbirth in this hospital, he couldn't help but want to ask his Imperial Father, "Imperial Father, it seems to me that childbirth is very painful."
Yung Heng came back to his senses and grunted, "For women, childbirth is a gate to hell. Your great-grandmother died during childbirth. After giving birth to your grandfather, she passed away on the spot. "
Rong Ting felt a little scared, "Is it that scary? Then Imperial Father, "he paused and asked hesitantly," Then when Imperial Mother gave birth to me, did it also hurt this much … "
"There was no painless childbirth in ancient times." Yung Heng glanced at him, "The technology wasn't so advanced. There were also many cases of women dying during childbirth."
Rong Ting made an "ah" sound and lowered his head, "Imperial Mother said that she had already forgotten. She doesn't remember if it was painful or not."
"I remember. It's good that you remember." Rong Ting heard his Imperial Father say this.
***
Yung Heng followed Rong Ting back to the door of the ward. Song Yuan saw that Fang Siyu's mental state was very good and felt a lot more relieved. Only then did he leave the ward. There was no one in the corridor at this time. There were only a few pregnant women who were about to give birth and were walking back and forth with the help of their family members.
"You should take Gugu back." Song Yuan thought for a moment, "I probably won't be able to leave tonight. Siyu's husband hasn't bought a ticket yet. Even if he did, it would probably be in the morning by the time he gets back. You can see if it's more convenient to take Gugu to the hotel you're staying at, or to stay at our house for the night. "She paused and said apologetically," I'm really sorry. I'll have to trouble you to take care of Gugu for the night. I don't feel at ease letting him sleep at home alone. "
In fact, after saying this, Song Yuan felt a little regretful. She really shouldn't have said this. After all, for the past five years, Gugu had grown up by his side.
Yung Heng grunted and looked down at his son who obviously didn't want to leave. He asked in a low voice, "Where do you want to stay? I'm fine with anything. "
Rong Ting was originally a very sensible child. He knew that his parents were different from ordinary couples. He also knew that his Imperial Mother probably didn't want his Imperial Father to stay at home. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then asked, "Imperial Father, is there a swimming pool and hot spring in the hotel you're staying at?"
"Yes." Yung Heng nodded, "There's a hot spring and a swimming pool."
Rong Ting cheered. At this moment, he really wanted to go to that hotel. He looked at Song Yuan, "Imperial Mother, can I go to the hotel where Imperial Father is staying? I haven't swum in a long time. "
"Is it convenient for you?" Song Yuan asked Yung Heng.
"It's convenient."
Song Yuan sighed in relief, "Then Gugu, you have to listen to your Imperial Father."
She felt that her advice was nonsense.
After all, Rong Ting admired his Imperial Father the most. He would probably listen to him the most.
"That's right," Song Yuan looked at Yung Heng, only to find that he had been looking at her. She was startled and subconsciously lowered her head to avoid his gaze, "I'll have to trouble you to take Gugu back and help him pack his things. As for what he needs to pack, I'll tell you via video call when you get home. Do you think that's okay?"
Yung Heng liked others to be polite to him, but he didn't like her to be so polite to him.
This kind of politeness that treated him like an ordinary passerby only made him feel a sense of panic that he couldn't grasp anything.
"Okay."
Before Yung Heng left, Song Yuan heard him say something in a low voice.
At first, she didn't hear it clearly. When the father and son went to the elevator, her ears quieted down again. Only then did she realize what he said. He said, "Rong Ting is our child."
***
There was no safety seat in Yung Heng's car. Rong Ting was a little unaccustomed to it. He sat in the back seat with his Imperial Father and consciously fastened his seat belt. Seeing his Imperial Father's relaxed posture, he wasn't used to it and couldn't help but remind him, "Imperial Father, you have to fasten your seat belt in the back seat. Imperial Mother said that as long as you sit in this car, you have to fasten your seat belt no matter where you sit. The seat belt is your life belt."
Under the influence of Song Yuan, she often talked about traffic rules. Rong Ting also attached great importance to travel safety.
"… Okay, I know." Yung Heng obediently fastened his seat belt. This was the first time he fastened his seat belt in the back seat.
Only then did Rong Ting feel comfortable.
Other than that, the father and son didn't communicate with each other on the way. They rarely talked about things other than their studies. Rong Ting wasn't used to confiding in him.
When they reached the residential area, Sun Qiming didn't go up. Yung Heng brought Rong Ting back to the house. Originally, Yung Heng wanted to use his WeChat to video call Song Yuan. However, Rong Ting was too fast. As soon as he entered the house, he picked up the tablet on the sofa and called his Imperial Mother for a video call. The call was picked up very quickly.
Yung Heng, "…"
"You're home so soon?" Song Yuan's face appeared on the tablet. She was sitting on a chair outside the ward. Her voice was very soft. When she looked at Rong Ting, her expression softened. "Gugu, since you're staying at the hotel for a night, you have to prepare a change of long johns. You don't have to change into a sweater and a cotton-padded jacket. The long johns and underwear are in the drawer in your room. The socks are in the bottom compartment. Remember to take a pair."
Although Yung Heng couldn't see her in the video call, when he heard her gentle exhortation, his expression unconsciously became much gentler.
Rong Ting was a very hands-on child, so he didn't need Rong Heng's help. While talking to Song Yuan on the tablet, he packed his few belongings. Large items like long johns, small items like towels, and children's face cream. Soon, his backpack was filled to the brim.
Yung Heng, who was completely in the background, sighed in his heart. In the past, he always felt that Song Yuan was very careless. Now, looking at her again, she was so attentive when it came to children.
From the moment Rong Ting made the video call to the moment he hung up, Yung Heng didn't have time to say a word to Song Yuan.
In the end, when Rong Ting went to turn off the light in the bathroom, he whispered, "Mother must be very uncomfortable."
Yung Heng walked in and happened to hear this sentence. "What do you mean?"
"The first thing Mother does when she comes back from work every day is to remove her makeup. She said that it's very uncomfortable to have makeup on her face. She doesn't know if Mother has a toothbrush in the hospital for her to use …" Rong Ting didn't know what it was. He just pointed to the black one on the table and said, "Mother said that it's for washing her face."
He didn't remember the name of this. He could be said to have a photographic memory, but when faced with a pile of bottles and cans, he actually felt a headache.
"Then tell me, what does your mother usually use? I'll bring it for her."
Rong Ting's face was full of surprise. "Really?"
"Of course." Yung Heng smiled. "But you may have to stay in the hotel room alone for a while."
Rong Ting patted his small chest. "No problem!"
After saying that, he hesitated again. "Mother didn't say that we can bring anything for her …"
Yung Heng smiled gently. "Maybe she just doesn't want to trouble me. But you also heard that she has to stay in the hospital for a night. Won't it be very uncomfortable if she doesn't brush her teeth and wash her face?"
"Well, then I'll call Mother and see if she needs it."
Yung Heng smiled and stopped him. "Rong Ting, your mother doesn't like to trouble others. If you ask her, she'll definitely say that she doesn't need it. You have to judge for yourself. Do you think she needs it?"
Rong Ting was subconsciously brought into the conversation. He nodded. "Yes."
Of course she needed it. Mother brushed her teeth, washed her face, and removed her makeup every day.
"If she needs it, then we'll send it to her." Yung Heng smiled. "Don't tell her yet. Just treat it as a surprise for her. What do you think?"
"Okay."
Yung Heng's smile deepened. "Then you know her better. Let me test you. What does she use every day?"
This wasn't a problem for Rong Ting. He often brushed his teeth and washed his face with Mother. He picked up the pink mouthwash and said proudly, "Mother uses this cup. I use the blue one. That pink electric toothbrush is also Mother's."
"Well, you have a good memory." Yung Heng took a bag and put the pink mouthwash and the electric toothbrush into it.
"Mother said that I need to use the children's toothpaste. She uses adult toothpaste. It's this. When you squeeze it out, there are a lot of little hearts inside."
"Okay." Yung Heng put the toothpaste into the bag.
"Mother uses this black one to wash her face and this silver one to remove her makeup."
"Mother uses this pack of face towels. She says that it's cleaner this way."
"This is the water that Mother uses. You have to pat your face hard."
"This seems to be the essence that Mother uses. I almost fell once. Mother said that if I fell, a few thousand yuan would be gone."
"I don't remember anything else. I only remember this." After Rong Ting muttered, he couldn't help but sigh. "Mother applies a lot of things to her face every day. I can't remember much."
Yung Heng looked at the bag that was almost full. He couldn't help but sigh. "It's not your fault. If it was me, I also couldn't remember."
He remembered that it was also like this in ancient times. After she entered the palace, her only joy was to ask the imperial physicians about how to maintain her skin. When she asked about these things, it was one of the few moments when she was alive after entering the palace.
He thought that he would never see her happy again. Most of the time, he was angry because of the worry on her face.
What he didn't understand was, why did the person who said that she wanted to marry him become unhappy after marrying him?
Did she dislike this palace that much?
"Mother drinks milk at night. Her thermos is in the bedroom. I'll go get it for her."
Rong Ting was about to go to the Song Yuan's bedroom. When he saw that his father was also following him, he stopped in front of the Song Yuan's bedroom door and blocked Yung Heng's advance.
To be honest, Rong Ting was very conflicted.
He knew that his father was his father and mother was his mother, but he also knew that the relationship between his father and mother was not what he thought it was. Imperial Mother had lost her memories. To her, Imperial Father might not be her husband. She had forgotten everything.
"Father …" Rong Ting said with some difficulty. "Can you not enter mother's bedroom?"
He paused and said, "I am Imperial Mother's child, and I am still young. I can enter Imperial Mother's bedroom, but Imperial Father, I don't think it is suitable for you to enter Imperial Mother's bedroom right now. This is …"
This is not what a gentleman should do.
He didn't dare to say the rest of his words, but that was what he meant.
Although modern times were different from ancient times, he still felt that it was not good for others to casually enter a girl's bedroom.
The smile on Yung Heng's face gradually disappeared. He patiently and gently nodded. "You're right."
Rong Ting heaved a sigh of relief and happily went into the bedroom. Rong Heng had no choice but to turn around and walk to the living room. He was really depressed.
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