Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Three days later, at a certain hospital, Ye Ling and others anxiously stood at the entrance to the operating room.

Ye Ling, Mo Xing, Mo Zidao, Mo Zishu, Elder Mo, Ye Tian, as well as Li Ke's parents—all of them were standing in front of the delivery room with anxious faces, waiting.

The simultaneous signs of labor from two women had thrown the Mo Family into such a frenzy that they were at their wits' end.

"Mo Xing, don't worry, I have experience, there definitely won't be any problems, and how could there possibly be any mishaps in this hospital,"

Ye Ling tried to comfort Mo Xing next to him, but his own heart was also clenched with worry. No matter how many times he had gone through this, each new experience always made him nervous.

On the side, Elder Mo leaned on his walking stick, "Relax, I've invited the dean himself. My grandchildren are certainly in the safest hands. If they dare make the slightest mistake, I will have them executed," he said somewhat nervously.

This time, Mo Zidao and Mo Zishu, surprisingly, did not contradict the old man. Instead, they nodded in agreement.

Nonsense, one was their own grandson being born inside, and the other was their daughter. Who wouldn't wish for everything to go smoothly without a hitch?

"Grandpa, what's with your hand? Why is it trembling? Is there a problem? It's not Parkinson's, is it? You should see a doctor immediately,"

Mo Xing suddenly glanced askance, and upon noticing Elder Mo's trembling hand, he quickly expressed his concern. This remark, however, made everyone around, especially the old man's medical staff, extremely anxious.

If anything were to happen to the old man, that would be a serious issue indeed; nobody could shoulder that responsibility.

"I 'Parkinson' your dad! I'm shaking because I'm excited. Do you understand excitement? I'm wondering what I fed you for you to grow up like this!"

"Doctor Jiang, explain to this foolish grandson of mine why people's hands shake when they are excited!"

Elder Mo roared vehemently, and a medical staff member beside him nodded, "Mo Young Master, when a person is excited, the nervous system undergoes a series of changes. Regarding the shaking of hands, I think it deserves an elaborate discussion."

"I said shut up, your sister! Shut your mouth!"

Mo Xing whispered harshly. Doctor Jiang froze, looking at Elder Mo with an innocent face, clearly indicating, 'Look at this, Commander, your grandson is not letting me talk about this so-called academic issue.'

Elder Mo clenched his teeth, but at that precise moment, the operation room door suddenly opened. A doctor clad in a white coat came out holding a baby, "Commander, congratulations, mother and child are safe and sound!"

The mother and child he spoke of was none other than Li Ke!

Elder Mo was suddenly overwhelmed with joy while Mo Xing quickly took his son from the doctor's arms. Seeing his son who still had his eyes closed, he was overjoyed, "Haha! I'm a dad now! I'm a dad now!"

Suddenly, the baby started crying out loud. Mo Zidao ground his teeth and slapped Mo Xing on the head, "You little asshole, you've scared my grandson!"

As he spoke, Mo Zidao took the baby into his arms, overcome with excitement, "Mo Xing's mom, do you see this? This is our grandson, our grandson!"

Mo Xing's mother had passed away over a decade ago, and Mo Zidao was emotionally charged, but at that moment, he got a hefty slap on the head.

"You little asshole, you've scared my great-grandson now, get out of my way,"

The speaker was none other than Elder Mo, who shakily took over the baby from Mo Zidao's arms, tears streaming down his face, "Haha! I have a great-grandson, I have a great-grandson now, haha!"

The onlookers nearby couldn't help but twitch their mouths. This family of three generations was truly a collection of oddballs, each more peculiar than the last, and they even spoke in the exact same fashion. But who would dare point that out?

"Dad, you know, this is my grandson we're talking about. You can't be this overbearing. As a grandfather, I have the right to take a look and hold him too, don't I?"

Mo Zidao swallowed hard as he spoke. He had to muster a considerable amount of courage to make this stand, especially given the Elder's famously explosive temper that often led to a physical confrontation.

Elder Mo immediately glared, "Scram, kid. Go busy yourself with your career. You don't have the time anyway. From now on, I'll be taking care of my precious great-grandson, heh heh."

Mo Zidao was left speechless. What the heck, how am I supposed to argue with my old man's words?

A few minutes later, after much wheedling and persistence, Mo Zidao finally managed to hold the child in his arms, showering him with affection. Yet, Mo Xing by his side was visibly unhappy.

"Dad, you see, this is my son we're talking about. You can't be this overbearing. I should at least get the chance to look at him and hold him, shouldn't I?"

Mo Xing's face was filled with longing. Of course, he was also very determined, being from a family where tempers flared easily, and fists flew at the slightest disagreement.

Mo Zidao promptly adopted Elder Mo's earlier stance, "Scram, kid, you're going to be busy with your career. In a while, I'll go back to the Imperial Capital and take care of my precious grandson with your grandpa, heh heh."

Done for, back to square one, Mo Xing was on the verge of tears. Li Zhen's parents looked on awkwardly. In this situation, they wondered if they'd ever get a chance to spend time with their grandchild.

Just at that moment, the door suddenly opened and a doctor came out holding a child: "Commander, everything went very well, mother and daughter are safe and sound."

The Elder's delight was immeasurable, and he quickly took the child, "Haha! My precious great-granddaughter, the jewel of the Mo family, let me have a look."

"Haha! Look at these eyes, this nose, these lips, she looks just like Si Qing, how beautiful!"

The Elder was ecstatic, and within a short time, he had bonded with two fourth-generation members of the family. Could he be anything but excited?

"Dad, let me and her grandma have a look too. You know, I'm not going to repeat what my brother just said."

Mo Zishu swallowed hard, feeling like facing this situation was even tougher than going to battle.

"What's there for you to see? A big man like you, do you even know how to hold a baby? Come here, daughter-in-law, you hold her. Don't let him near her, just in case he upsets her. Girls are precious; don't make her cry."

The Elder glared at Mo Zishu, pursed his lips, and then handed the child to an overjoyed Li Zhen.

That really got Mo Zishu's goat—he seethed with irritation. Now that he was a grandpa himself, how could he be so lacking in status? It seemed that he and his brother needed to learn to rebel.

Mo Zidao shared an understanding look with Mo Zishu, nodding resolutely with a determined expression.

"Hey! Grandpa, look quickly, those two seem like they're about to rebel. Quick, use your cane to hit them, these audacious fools!"

Mo Xing burst into loud laughter while Mo Zishu and Mo Zidao instantly turned around, their glares practically lethal toward Mo Xing.

Ye Ling stood there dumbfounded. Gosh, what a bunch of eccentrics this family is.