Her movements were clearly seen by Guan Qiyou. His big hand covered hers, and through her palm, he gently touched her slightly protruding belly and comforted her in a low voice: "Xuewei, don't worry, you and
The baby didn't fall, and as long as I'm here, I will never let you get hurt."
His words were like a sedative. The moment he finished speaking, Xuewei could completely let go of her only worry. Her baby was fine. Her body was in his generous arms. As long as he was there, the baby would be fine.
Something happened.
Seeing that Xuewei breathed a sigh of relief, Guan Qiyou's tense heartstrings also eased a little. He carefully picked up Xuewei, and everyone made way for them. He strode towards their home down the mountain.
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As soon as he entered the yard, Tianze ran out and was shocked when he saw his father coming back with his mother in his arms. However, Guan Qiyou only told the child that his mother was tired and needed to rest. I didn't say anything else.
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He gently placed Xuewei on her vagina and let her lie down in the most comfortable position. He covered her with a quilt. Xuewei felt very tired. Her eyes were closed tightly along the way.
As soon as she lay back down, she became tired quickly. In just a moment, she breathed evenly and fell into a dark and sweet dream.
Guan Qiyou stood by the bed and looked at her for a long time. Until Xuewei fell asleep, he reluctantly stepped back and stepped out.
It takes a long way from this remote village to a larger hospital. However, Xuewei's current physical condition is not enough to cope with a long car ride. Therefore, Guan Qiyou originally wanted to take Xuewei to the hospital.
The idea can only be given up temporarily.
The doctor at the village health center could only make a possible judgment based on Xuewei's symptoms, but he did not have the equipment to conduct an examination. He only told Xuewei to pay more attention to rest and not to be tired anymore.
Guan Qiyou took advantage of Xuewei's deep sleep to immediately make soup for Xuewei. He hoped that when Xuewei woke up, he could serve the soup he made to replenish Xuewei's body.
There was a strong aroma wafting in the yard, and on the stove, a black casserole pot was simmering nutritious ingredients. Guan Qiyou was standing by, carefully controlling the heat, and Tianze was also following him, frowning.
With his little nose, he smelled the fragrance and said seriously: "It smells so good! I can't tell, Dad's craftsmanship is so good, it's great!" He also gave a small, fat thumbs up.
"Haha, Tianze is great too. I let mommy drink chicken soup yesterday. Daddy wants to thank you!" Guan Qiyou rubbed the little guy's head and said dotingly.
After a while, the soup was ready. Guan Qiyou carefully poured the soup into a small porcelain bowl and walked into the house with it.
When he arrived at the door of Xuewei's room, he stopped. He raised his hand and hesitated for a long time, but did not open the door. He just lingered like that.
"Dad, why don't you go in?" Tianze looked up at him and asked puzzledly.
"Uh-I..."
Tianze suddenly understood something and nodded, "Dad, are you afraid that mommy won't drink it? No, you made this yourself, and mommy will be happy." The little guy encouraged Guan Qiyou.
"Son, I..."
"Hey, dad, don't worry. If mom doesn't want to drink, Tianze will help you, come on!" He said, waving his fist, and then directly helped Guan Qiyou push open the door.