Chapter 172: He was buried in her neck like a wounded child
"Honey, you are uniting with outsiders to bully me!" Hua Xiaofang howled.
The door of the operating room creaked open, and Shi Ying stood up and ran over. There was no room for anyone else in his sight except her.
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Huangfu Jiajia had many dreams, and finally she dreamed that she was lying in the bedroom of a small apartment, and Shi Ying walked out of the bathroom with a miniature little boy riding on her head, shouting every day: "Mom
,wake up."
A ray of gentle light shines into her eyes.[
She opened her eyes with difficulty, a simple action that took her a full sixty seconds.
What comes in front of you is the pure white ceiling, and a faint smell of disinfectant reaches your nose.
Jiajia glanced around. The room was very quiet, soft sunlight shone in from the outside, and she could see the thick snow on the roof in the distance.
She moved her body slightly, and gradually regained her consciousness. When she raised her hand, she encountered resistance, and then she found a man sleeping next to the hospital bed. What caught her eye was his short black hair.
Her memory stayed in the delivery room, when she heard the nurse shouting that he had a hemorrhage. The last thing she heard was his cry, and he said: Jiajia, I gave you all the first times in my life, and you want it too.
Be obedient, you have to be safe, otherwise my investment in you these twenty years will be in vain. If you want to be safe, I will do business at a loss. I will not do business at a loss. I will follow you in the future. You have to
Whatever happens, I just want you to be safe...
Even though he is a father, he does not feel ashamed to cry in front of so many people.
She could hardly remember the last time she heard Shi Ying cry. He seemed to have never cried before. Jiajia wanted to laugh but couldn't.
Subconsciously, she wanted to touch her belly, but there was a needle inserted in one hand, and the other hand was pressed under her face by the sleeping Shi Ying.
She didn't want to wake him up, but she was anxious to know what was going on with her baby.
In the end, she didn't give birth naturally as she wished. There shouldn't be any problems with caesarean section, right?
Is her baby a boy or a girl? Is it healthy? How much does it weigh?
There were so many longings that she had no choice but to disturb his dreams.
She slowly pulled her hand out, and Shi Ying was indeed awakened.
He opened his sleepy eyes and watched her face crawling into blood. He finally woke up after a while and excitedly held her hand again: "Are you awake?"
His voice was hoarse and excited, as if he was holding a lost treasure. He stared at her face for a full two minutes. He leaned down and buried his head in the crook of her neck, like an injured child, lowering his head.
Whimpering lowly: "I will never let you have children again. No matter how much you blame me and hate me, I will not allow you to have children again!"
"My baby..." Jiajia was dumbfounded by his injured movements and tone. Is this Shi Ying whom she relied on like a mountain?
"He is very healthy, weighs seven pounds, and is a boy." Shi Ying put away his momentary gaffe, calmed down his expression, and returned to his usual seriousness: "He is not mentally retarded."
Jiajia looked at his bloodshot eyes and wanted to scold him but her heart ached tightly. Maybe after a woman gave birth to a child, maternal love became more abundant. She instinctively touched Shi Ying's head and comforted him silently.
"Of course the child I gave birth to will not be mentally retarded. You just don't love the child in my belly. You are still saying unlucky words. I want to see the baby and I slept for too long?"[