"Chuyi!" Although his own daughter had arrived, Ou ZhenTing was very excited but still didn’t dare to leave his grandson’s side.
Xia Chuyi naturally understood this.
The doctor asked Huo Shiqian to assist, and after settling Xia Chuyi on the bed, the nurse brought the baby over.
"Miss Xia, take a look at your child," the doctor said to Xia Chuyi, "It’s a very healthy baby boy."
Previously in the delivery room, Xia Chuyi had exhausted herself, so this was the first ti she laid eyes on the baby.
When the wrinkled baby appeared in front of Xia Chuyi, she was stunned.
"Why... why is he so ugly?" Xia Chuyi blurted out.
Everyone else: ...
"What did you say?" Ou ZhenTing was the first to react, saying to his daughter, "Where is my precious grandson ugly? Look at this rosy little face, at this thick head of hair, at these long eyelashes, this nose, this little mouth... way better looking than his older uncles when they were young!"
The implicated Ou Cong: ...
Ou Jun, who had just rushed to the nursery: ...
"Chuyi, don’t mind how he looks now; this child looks exactly like you did when you were young. He’s sure to look as good as you in the future!" Ou ZhenTing assuredly said.
Xia Chuyi was tongue-tied: Was she this ugly when she was young?
However, this ti, she didn’t dare to say that out loud.
At this mont, Huo Zhongcheng added, "Yes, the child looks good, quite similar to Shiqian when he was young."
"Still resembles Chuyi more." Ou ZhenTing imdiately remarked.
"Also resembles Shiqian," Huo Zhongcheng said.
"Sons often look more like their moms!" Ou ZhenTing continued.
"Haha, they also resemble their dads too." Huo Zhongcheng responded.
Xia Chuyi: ...
Just when these two elders started their inexplicable argunt, Ou Cong finally joined in, looking at the child.
Whether he’s good-looking or not, Ou Cong couldn’t tell at all.
Ou Cong just felt a bit dejected right now.
How could it be a boy?
Clearly, it should have been a girl...
Ou Cong was still very unwilling.
Finally, Ou Cong asked the doctor, "Doctor, is there any chance the child’s gender was mistaken? Could ’she’ possibly be a girl?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the arguing stopped, and those who complained about the ugliness no longer did.
In the room, everyone’s gaze instantly focused on Ou Cong.
"What did you say?" The obstetrician was the first to respond, genuinely doubting his ears, wondering if he had heard it correctly.
"You asked if it’s possible to have mistaken the child’s gender?" The obstetrician asked incredulously.
"Yes!" Ou Cong, seemingly oblivious to the strange looks from everyone in the room, insisted, "Doctor, could you take a closer look? Maybe it’s a girl? Girls are great, girls..."
This ti, Ou Cong couldn’t finish his sentence as he was directly covered by Ou Jun’s hand and dragged out.
"Ahem." Seeing this, the obstetrician couldn’t help but fake cough and said, "Everyone, please step outside for a mont. I’ll teach the mother how to feed the infant the first milk."
The obstetrician tried hard to ignore the "oddity" and bring the situation back on track.
"Alright, I’ll head out first." Upon hearing this, Huo Zhongcheng naturally replied.
"Yes." Ou ZhenTing nodded, saying, "Perfect, I should have a good talk with my youngest son!"
This naughty boy dares to despise his precious grandson!
He really needs a good talking to!
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