"Understood."
The assistant turned around and hurriedly went to arrange things.
Diwu Zexuan walked to the wall connecting the two hospital rooms and tapped a few mechanisms on the wall.
A screen suddenly flashed on the original wall, clearly recording everything happening in the neighboring room.
Ye Zhanxing and Su Yiru had already arrived and were now in Ye Mingmei's room, asking questions and showing concern for Ye Mingmei, who had just given birth.
The little girl was sleeping soundly, sweetly nestled in Su Yiru's arms.
Ye Zhanxing now had a grandson, and he had a granddaughter added to the family.
It's often said that people feel invigorated by joyful events, and his stern face couldn't hide his joy. Even his weak body seemed stronger.
He sat straight by Su Yiru's side, occasionally reaching out to touch little Meimei, his eyes full of affection.
