Tong Yao was the only one standing at the entrance of the Operating Room, holding a baby and not leaving. Zhang Lijuan just went through the difficulties of childbirth, it would probably sadden her seeing nobody waiting outside the Operating Room.
Only after becoming pregnant did Tong Yao realize, expectant mothers are very sensitive. For instance, she thought a lot about whether Si Chen would be able to make time to come back when she was giving birth.
The baby in her arms squirmed slightly. Tong Yao looked down to see a chubby baby wrapped in a layer of vernix, peacefully sleeping as if it hadn't just been crying. The baby's face was a bit blue-ish, probably from being squeezed in the stomach.
Zhang Lijuan had previously expressed a desire to have a daughter, to have both a son and a daughter perfects the family portrait. Now that the baby was a hefty boy, it was unknown what her thoughts were.