The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies-Chapter 238 - 236 Your godmother chose your name, oh

Qin Zhen answered Ma Zhixuan’s call. He cried and apologized on the other end.

But Qin Zhen remained expressionless, standing outside the emergency incubator area, looking at her son, lying alone in the small incubator.

Unable to forgive.

Even if Qin Zhen could forgive Ma Zhixuan, as long as she saw her son, so small and fragile, struggling on the edge of life and death in this world,

Qin Zhen just couldn’t, on behalf of her son, forgive Ma Zhixuan.

She silently hung up Ma Zhixuan’s call, then with teary eyes, asked Xin Qiuru beside her,

"It’s been over ten days now, how is my son?" freewёbnoνel.com

"He’s growing bit by bit, don’t worry excessively."

Xin Qiuru stood next to Qin Zhen in front of the glass wall, she opened her mouth but found it hard to speak some words directly in front of Qin Zhen.

Speaking out would indeed be cruel.

Yet Qin Zhen might already know, a 6-month premature baby surviving over ten days in this environment is truly a miracle.

What more could she ask for?

At this moment, every additional glance Qin Zhen took at her child was one less.

Hua Mi walked over, her belly protruding. She was accompanying Qin Zhen to see the child today, and also to check if the last Energy Light Group given to Qin Zhen’s son had any effect.

Qin Zhen never mentioned the supplies purchased by Ma Zhixuan to Hua Mi.

No need to mention, Qin Zhen had already distanced herself from the Ma Family emotionally, now she only considered her own interests.

"Looks pretty good, no complications, right?"

Hua Mi stood next to Xin Qiuru, her eyes also on the lonely child inside.

The baby seemed a bit whiter than ten days ago, no longer completely red, like a peeled rabbit.

Xin Qiuru shook her head,

"This is the most fortunate aspect, such a small child, any slight neglect could lead to complications, but he hasn’t."

"His vitality is incredibly strong, he’s survived several life-threatening moments."

Due to incomplete heart and lung functions, the child’s lungs had several infections.

For adults, such infections are trivial, just a few days of coughing and some medicine.

But for such a tiny premature baby, it could be fatal.

Xin Qiuru, Ke Minghong, and some pediatricians discussed for a long time, finally deciding to exhaust medical resources to treat this child.

Not because the child’s parents are the Commander and his wife of C City.

But because, life is precious.

As medical professionals, since the child’s mother hadn’t given up on him, they should give their all.

Fortunately, this child had an inexplicable vitality, he overcame the minor pneumonia and recovered within days.

There were still many hurdles ahead, Xin Qiuru couldn’t guarantee anything to Qin Zhen.

She couldn’t make that promise.

The only thing she could say was that the child’s vitality was strong, giving the child some hope.

Everyone needed to have confidence in this child.

Qin Zhen’s face was covered in tears, with her hands pressed against the glass wall, she silently wept.

Hua Mi nodded. It seemed her Energy Light Group was indeed useful for such a small child.

The effect was significant.

So Hua Mi raised two fingers, throwing another Energy Light Group towards the child inside the glass wall.

The golden little energy ball passed through the glass wall and the incubator’s transparent cover, sinking into the baby’s rising and falling chest.

The tiny baby, only slightly bigger than a rabbit, raised his hand with an IV catheter, kicking his small bare feet.

He was so energetic!

Qin Zhen couldn’t help but smile through her tears, speaking softly and gently,

"What’s wrong, do you want mommy to hold you? Don’t worry, wait a few more months, okay?"

On the way back in the car, Qin Zhen handed Hua Mi a paper.

Sitting in Qin Zhen’s car, Hua Mi took a look,

"What’s this? Qin Xiaoqiang?"

There were only three words on the paper, written beautifully by Qin Zhen.

She shyly said to Hua Mi,

"The elders say, giving a child a rough name can suppress their fate, though..."

Although maybe her child wouldn’t be able to leave the incubator, a name was still needed.

"Initially, I thought of naming him Qin Ergou, but that’s way too rough."

Qin Zhen had a large scarf around her neck, burying half her face in it,

"So I thought, I’ll name him Xiaoqiang, ’strong’ as in resilient."

Hua Mi was startled looking at this, the lady known for graduating from a prestigious school and being formidable in C City.

She planned to name her son Qin Ergou or Qin Xiaoqiang...

"Then why not name him Qin Wanqiang or Qin Jianqiang instead. Xiaoqiang—I mean, people usually refer to cockroaches as Xiaoqiang, right?"

Hua Mi gave the paper back to Qin Zhen.

Originally, Hua Mi was just joking, but Qin Zhen immediately took out a pen,

"Sure, I’ll name my son Qin Jianqiang, if he grows up well in the future, I’ll make you his Godmother."

"I’ll tell him, Jianqiang, your name was given by your Godmother."

Hua Mi blinked at Qin Zhen, "Don’t, he’ll hate me."

"Hahaha~ He won’t, he won’t."

Seeing Hua Mi’s scared expression, Qin Zhen laughed heartily, this was her first real laugh since becoming an adult.

What was Qin Zhen like before? Graceful, well-liked, dignified, generous, intelligent, beautiful... All the praise words for women could be applied to her.

She couldn’t remember the last time she laughed freely.

As she laughed, Qin Zhen leaned her head on Hua Mi’s shoulder, her eyes wet, sadness irrepressible.

Anyone who hadn’t been a mother could probably never understand her heartache and pain at this moment.

People come from nowhere and have no future, she had a origin but her future was bleak with little hope.

This led to exhaustion and aimlessness, her heart unsettled.

This feeling couldn’t be spoken or made better.

If Qin Jianqiang were to leave her, she could never be alright again.

Hua Mi silently patted Qin Zhen, after returning to the RV supermarket, watching Qin Zhen fall asleep, Hua Mi walked out of the RV, standing in the deep snow, she called Gong Yi.

Maybe she just wanted to ramble to the child’s father, so she mentioned the name Qin Jianqiang.

Gong Yi seemed thoughtful on the other end,

"Yeah, that’s right, I’ve heard the elders say that. A child’s name should be rough."

"Speaking of which, I’ve thought about our daughter’s name too. How about calling the elder one Da Hua and the younger one Xiao Hua?"

"Hey, hey... Oh dear, wife don’t hang up, we can discuss everything, right... Wife, wife?"