"Twins, actually a boy and a girl?"
"I told you it would be a boy and a girl!"
"Both a brother and a sister, absolutely perfect!"
"Thank God, the heavens were looking out for us. Both mother and daughter are fine!"
"It looks like our Musheng really is blessed!"
When the medical staff were pushing Musheng towards the ward, the doctor, with a cheerful expression, looked at Mu Lianmiao: "The children are now in the neonatal observation room, your family members can check on the infants from outside, and though the test results are not out yet, I can say that aside from being physically delicate, the children's weights are optimal for preterm babies; there's nothing to worry about, they are truly blessed."
"I won't go."
Mu Lianmiao lowered his head, looking at Musheng with a relieved and tender expression, and gently adjusted her messy, sweat-dampened hair. At this moment, he abandoned any germophobic thoughts. The most important thing was that this woman was safe.
