Unknown Number: I thought of a name for your son, Moliu.
Qiao Moliu...
Never to part again, it has a nice meaning.
Qiao Chengxun wanted to reply, but unfortunately, he couldn't respond to this kind of message, so he had no choice but to give up.
After an unknown amount of time, the door of the operating room finally opened. Qiao Chengxun rushed forward and stopped the doctor, "How is my wife?"
The doctor's forehead was beaded with sweat, looking slightly tired. "The patient had a massive hemorrhage, but the rescue was successful, and she has passed the critical stage. Later we won't transfer her to a regular hospi..."
Before the "tal" was spoken, the doctor was completely stunned.
Isn't this Qiao Chengxun, the top young master who can cover the sky with one hand in the Imperial Capital?!
Wait, the woman who was just rescued is Young Master Qiao's wife, the famous singer Wen Meimei?!
At this moment, the doctor's mind was blown by these revelations.
