226: Chapter 227 Naming Jiang Chen: The boy is called Jiang Dachui (Big Hammer), and the girl is called Jiang Xiaohua (Little Flower)?

Inside the hospital room, the atmosphere was eerie.

Jiang Chen sat on a small stool next to the hospital bed, skillfully spinning the tactical knife originally meant for cutting apples.

Academician Chen Shuyin leaned against the pillow. Although her complexion had become a bit more rosy, her eyes still held that sharp, 'If you dare to mess around, I will cut you' look.

"Jiang Chen."

She took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the urge to use a scalpel again. Her tone was as cold as if she were reading out the conclusion of a thesis: "I will warn you one last time. This is my child, not your experimental sample, and certainly not some low-end Pinduoduo product."

"Unborn and Xiaohua? Are you serious?"

Academician Chen Shuyin pointed at herself, then at the incubator next to her: "You look at the faces of these two children, and then look at their genetics. You tell me, where do they look anything like Unborn or Xiaohua?!"

Jiang Chen looked innocent. He put down the knife and took out a pack of sunflower seeds he had just bought from his pocket.

"Old Chen, that is typical academic thinking."

He cracked sunflower seeds while speaking earnestly: "You don't understand what 'cheap names are easy to raise' means. Look at those kids in the village, the ones named Ergou, Tiezhu, or Cuihua—which one of them isn't as strong as an ox, rarely even catching a cold?"

"These two precious babies of ours have interstellar genes from birth; they are 'Chosen Ones'."

"Their fate is too strong! If we don't pick a grounded name to suppress it, what if they get radiation burns while mining on Mars, or get hit by a meteor in space one day? What would we do then?"

Jiang Chen said it so sincerely, as if he were deeply worried about the children's future.

But Academician Chen Shuyin clearly wasn't buying it.

She sneered, a dangerous glint flashing in her wise eyes: "Jiang Chen, you had better nip this idea in the bud immediately."

"If the household register says Unborn, I will change the control code for your antimatter engine to 'Hello World'."

Jiang Chen shut his mouth instantly.

He could accept the child being named Unborn, but he absolutely could not accept his battleship turning into a piece of junk that only displayed 'Hello World'.

Just then, the ward door was pushed open.

"Oh my! My precious grandson, my precious granddaughter!"

Academician Chen Shuyin's mother, who was also Jiang Chen's future mother-in-law, rushed in with a group of relatives.

The old lady was carrying bags and packages, and behind her followed Jiang Chen's mother, Liu Yulan. The two old ladies, one clutching a 'Kangxi Dictionary' and the other holding a 'Cihai', were clearly well-prepared.

"Shuyin, how are you feeling? Have you suffered?"

Chen's mother pushed Jiang Chen aside with her hip and carefully approached the incubator, looking at the two delicate little ones inside, her heart aching so much that she started tearing up.

"Good, good, it's truly wonderful."

Jiang Chen's mother, Liu Yulan, also gathered around, beaming with joy: "This child clearly takes after her mother, so smart! She will definitely be a great scientist in the future!"

"That's true, that's true!"

The elders from both families liked them more the more they looked, and they started arguing over the children's names right on the spot.

"I think we should call him Jiang Yu, implying the stars and the sea!"

"No! I think he should be called Jiang Siyuan, with a bit more bookishness!"

"What kind of terrible names are those? I think Jiang Fugui is quite good! Rich and noble in both aspects!"

Jiang Chen listened from the side, cold sweat breaking out.

How did it start a war over names already?

"Mom, Auntie Chen."

Jiang Chen quickly stepped forward, trying to offer his 'constructive advice': "I think Unborn is quite good, simple and easy to remember..."

"Shut up!"

The two old ladies said in unison, suppressing Jiang Chen directly with their glares.

"What kind of terrible aesthetic is that?!"

Chen's mother glared at him: "Unborn? Are you trying to ruin our Chen family's reputation? I think you're just daydreaming!"

Jiang Chen clutched his chest, feeling severely discriminated against.

Could it be that the name 'Unborn' really didn't have even a little bit of artistic flair?

It obviously had a lot of power!

Just when the whole room was in chaos over the naming issue, with even two old people starting to flip through books to argue,

Academician Chen Shuyin, who was on the hospital bed, finally couldn't watch anymore.

She weakly raised her hand to press her temple, her cool, clear eyes sweeping over everyone.

"Stop arguing."

Her voice was soft, but it carried an unquestionable authority that made the elders from both families instantly quiet down.

Academician Chen Shuyin looked at Jiang Chen, who was standing by the bed looking cowardly and trying to sneak some sunflower seeds, and then glanced at the two little ones still in their dreams.

She was silent for a moment.

Then, she turned her head to look at Jiang Chen, her cold expression revealing a rare touch of maternal tenderness.

"Let's call them Jiang Xinghe and Jiang Yueying."

She said softly: "Xinghe represents the stars you took me to see; Yueying represents the moonlight spilling over the Moon Base when we first met."

"This is also..."

Academician Chen Shuyin blushed, her voice as thin as a mosquito's: "The witness... to our absurd relationship."

The whole hospital room went quiet again.

Jiang Chen stood frozen in place.

He looked at Academician Chen Shuyin, looking at the tenderness flickering in her eyes that was enough to melt steel.

All the 'Unborn', the 'Xiaohua', and the 'cheap names are easy to raise' vanished in this instant.

He felt his heart being lightly tapped by something.

It was soft, itchy, and carried an indescribable sense of stability.

This tsundere, rational, and high-and-mighty female academician, in this moment, finally showed him that softness known as 'love'.

"Xinghe, Yueying..."

Jiang Chen murmured to himself, the corners of his mouth slowly curling into a heartfelt arc.

He didn't argue back, nor did he pull any more 'bad taste' stunts.

He just held Academician Chen Shuyin's hand and gently kissed it.

"Okay."

"I'll listen to you."

"These names are indeed much better than Unborn."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elders from both families nearby, including Zhao Gang who was still stunned there, all let out a long sigh of relief, fearing that this idiot Jiang Chen would come up with some earth-shattering names like 'Ergou' or 'Cuihua'.

However.

Before everyone could immerse themselves in this warm atmosphere for too long.

The communicator that had been in Jiang Chen's pocket, which had finally calmed down just now, suddenly started vibrating restlessly again.

The frequency was rapid, crazy.

It was like ten thousand ants running on it.

Jiang Chen's face changed.

This was Jiang Wanqiu's exclusive vibration!

"Oh no..."

Jiang Chen's heart sank, his face instantly turning pale, as if he had thought of something extremely terrifying.

"Old Chen, lend me that scalpel."

Jiang Chen took out his phone with trembling hands, then looked at the 'Pikachu' next to him, which was still eating alloy parts but had obviously sensed something abnormal and stopped moving.

He knew.

There was no avoiding it.

What was meant to come, would come.

Jiang Wanqiu must have seen the global hot search on the Wasteland side.

"What's wrong?"

Academician Chen Shuyin looked at his expression, which was like he was about to go to the execution ground, and frowned: "Is it that cross-boundary cry for help again? What did she dig through this time?"

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, as if he were about to die heroically, and slowly pressed the flashing answer button.

"If I had known this shura field was so easy to manage."

"I should have... just blown up that damn base at the time!"

Jiang Chen showed an extremely tragic smile to the communicator.

"Hello? Dear?"

"Why aren't you asleep yet? Why are you calling me so late?"

"Did you miss me?"

On the other end of the communicator, there was a long, desperate silence.

Then.

A chilling laugh that seemed to come from the nine nether hells slowly sounded:

"Father God."

"You really are... loving."

"I heard that not only do you have a new home, but you also... became a father?"

A layer of dense cold sweat instantly appeared on Jiang Chen's forehead.

This time, it was really going to explode.