Siming Hospital.
The maternity ward was prepared early, very beautifully.
There were even a few adorable baby portraits hanging on the walls, with a banner in the middle that read: welcome, babies.
Zhixi couldn't help but chuckle and quietly asked the man beside her, "Who decorated the maternity ward?"
"My mom," the man replied, frowning slightly with a hint of helplessness, "Those paintings probably came from Ziyi's handiwork."
Zhixi burst into laughter, "They really put in some thought."
Such an environment made her originally tense and uneasy mood relax a lot.
Seeing her smile, He Jingyao couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile too. He kissed her forehead softly, "Lie down for now."
...
The surgery was scheduled for the afternoon.
Before that, Dr. Zhao needed to conduct various examinations on her to ensure all indicators were normal.
