The sound of a baby wailing echoed through the hospital.
Even Jiang Qin, who was lying in the delivery room, could hear it because the door hadn't been closed tightly.
She couldn't get up, so she could only use her Light Computer to send a message: [What's wrong with the baby?]
Yun Xie: [He doesn't want Long Hao to hold him...]
Jiang Qin: [...]
Long Hao was at his wit's end too. It was as if the little brat could recognize people right from birth. Anyone else could hold him just fine, but the moment Long Hao did, he would start bawling.
"Are you holding him wrong? Here, let me show you," Cang Hong offered enthusiastically.
He wasn't really doing it for Long Hao's sake; it was mainly because the baby's crying was heart-wrenching. After all, this was Qinqin's little cub!
With no other choice, Long Hao could only patiently learn all over again.
'He clearly remembered Zhaozhao and Doudou being perfectly happy when he held them as infants.'
