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When she woke up, she was already in the hospital's advanced care ward. Qiao Chutian was sitting beside her, holding her small hand with his large one, dozing off.
"Hubby—"
She weakly called out, feeling unbearable pain from the wound on her abdomen.
"Honey, you're awake? You've worked so hard."
Qiao Chutian reached out, stroking her face, his eyes full of tenderness and heartache.
Mai Xiaomai didn't dare move, slightly shaking her head, "I'm fine. How are our babies? Are they all okay?"
"They're in the incubators. Abis said they're doing pretty well. Even though they were born premature, they're developing better than most full-term multiples. Honey, you are incredible; three babies, and they total almost twenty pounds. You've practically created a miracle of triplets."
Qiao Chutian said with a smile.
Hearing him say the babies were fine, her anxiety finally eased, "Hubby, have you seen them?"
