Sun Dasheng then took a stack of red envelopes from Da Yong and stuffed them into the hands of the young nurse, "Every nurse gets two, every doctor gets four."
The young nurse, holding the overflowing red envelopes with both hands, was stunned for a moment: "But there are extra left."
Standing next to Sun Dasheng, Jiang Ziyan laughed, "Why are you so naive, little girl? The extras are a bonus for you from the boss."
"Really?" The young nurse's eyes sparkled as she looked at Sun Dasheng.
Sun Dasheng nodded, "Of course, since you're the one who came out to deliver the good news for me."
"Thank you, boss!" The young nurse's eyes almost turned into heart shapes.
Then she happily ran back inside to deliver the good news.
In the special care ward.
Sun Dasheng carefully took his newborn daughter from the nurse's hands. The little baby, not even the size of his palm, was dark-skinned, with wrinkled skin not yet fully developed.
On the hospital bed, Xiang Yiren silently shed tears.
