You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1973: The Nursery

In the midst of idle chatter, Anderson and Alisha arrived together. Alisha couldn't contain her excitement and pushed open the door, bouncing into the room.

"Mommy, you're finally awake," she exclaimed. She had already heard from the nurse outside that her mommy had woken up, which filled her with extreme joy. So, as soon as she entered the room, she made a beeline for the bed. Just as she reached the bed, Luther gently lifted Alisha up and asked softly, "Is it okay if I bring you to mommy's bed?"

"Yes," Alisha happily danced in his arms. Joyce opened her arms, and Luther handed Alisha to her. After spending some time together, as Alisha began to forget the memories of before, there were no longer any barriers between her and Alisha, and the mother-daughter bond became very close.

Joyce was overjoyed, stroking Alisha's hair as she asked, "Hmm. Mommy has been sleeping for a long time. Was Alisha good while mommy was sleeping?" Alisha nodded vigorously, saying, "I was very good, except for not going to school these two days. I've been obedient the whole time, coming to see mommy every day." Joyce chuckled, "So good. When mommy is discharged, we'll play together."

Anderson stood at the side, a hint of worry

how are you feeling? Are you okay?" He didn't believe the nonsense that postpartum mothers needed to sleep. His mommy had been in a coma after giving birth, and his daddy had been by her side day and night. Despite his worries, he dared not show them, so as not to affect the emotions of others, especially Alisha, who didn't understand. Mommy and daddy were both in the hospital, and although grandma had rushed over, she also spent most of her time at

everyone is here, let's go to the nursery to see the babies." "Yes! I want to see my little brothers!" Alisha, upon hearing this, was the most delighted and promptly wriggled out of Joyce's embrace. Joyce also stood up,

guided by a nurse, they arrived at the designated nursery. The hospital had set aside a separate room for them, spacious and bright, with two large incubators inside, separated from other babies who needed temporary care. Four nurses were taking care of the children in the nursery. Joyce walked in, and the

not to make any loud noises that might startle the babies. As she drew closer, her heart beat faster, unable to contain her excitement. Looking at the two babies lying in the incubators, she felt her heart melting. They were small, with round faces and rosy

eyebrows curved like two crescent moons, and their mouths formed a smiling curve. They seemed to be dreaming of something good. Luther came up behind Joyce, lightly placing his hands on her shoulders. "The one on the left is Wilson, the older brother,

gaze gentle, carefully examining the children and unable to look away. "They look so alike, almost identical. How will we differentiate them, the brothers?" Alisha, now leaning against the glass of the incubator, observed as well. "They are really tiny, almost the size of my doll. When will they grow up?" Joyce gently touched Alisha as she said, "Look closely, the brothers have some differences. Wilson has

in there? When can they come home with us?" Luther replied, "A little over a

a milk. Currently, they are in stable condition. Please don't worry. We will take good care of them." Luther nodded.

you think, just sticking a bottle in their mouth. They could choke." "Oh," Alisha said, somewhat dejected. Cecelia comforted her, "When the