Li Juefeng immediately stood up, grabbed the back collar of the last doctor to leave, and pulled him back angrily, "My wife is in pain! Treat her quickly!"
There was a trace of uncertainty in that strong tone.
"Mr. Li, this is a normal phenomenon of caesarean section."
A doctor was just being carried by Li Juefeng in an imageless manner. He didn't dare to get angry, and he still spoke respectfully.
Gu Xiaoai looked at Li Juefeng carrying the doctor and suddenly wanted to laugh, but when she thought of the wound, she could only hold it in and said, "I'm fine."
The voice was hoarse and weak.
It wasn't the first time, she was ready for this kind of healing pain.
Li Juefeng stared at her and frowned, and then the doctor was thrown out by Li Juefeng in disgust.
"Bang--"
Li Juefeng closed the door, unlocked it, walked back to her bed and sat down.
Gu Xiaoai then looked at Li Juefeng, as if he had entered the operating room.
He was only wearing a white shirt with half-folded sleeves. His short hair was extremely messy, as if it hadn't been combed for a long time. He stared at her with a pair of dark eyes, bloodshot and haggard, and his dry thin lips were pressed tightly.
It's a little less sexy.
Gu Xiaoai's pillow was cushioned very high, making her half-lying on it.
She didn't speak at this moment, and Li Juefeng kept staring at her, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
Seeing him like this, she vaguely noticed something, and comforted her in a rustling voice, "Li Juefeng, your two sons are pretty good too."
He must be disappointed when he sees his son like this.
Her hands under the quilt were pulled up by his slender hands, and he covered her soft tissue with his two hands. His fingertips were rarely cool...
Li Juefeng stared at her unblinkingly, and after a while he said in a deep voice, "Gu Xiaoai, I don't want you to have any more children."
Like some kind of oath, mixed with regret, the pain in his eyes flashed past so fast that people couldn't catch it.
…
Why is it so difficult for him to give birth to a son?
Gu Xiaoai looked at him helplessly, staring at his bloodshot eyes, and couldn't help but feel distressed, "Li Juefeng, do you really want a daughter that much?"
Before Li Juefeng could answer, there was a knock on the door of the ward, and Li Juefeng frowned fiercely.
"Madam, I made some porridge. I think you are hungry too."
The child's mother's voice sounded outside the door.
Gu Xiaoai looked at Li Juefeng, who reluctantly walked to the door, opened the ward door, let the child mother in, and glared at the child mother fiercely with his black eyes.
"..."
The child's mother was holding the thermos bottle in her hand, and was stunned by Li Juefeng. Could it be that she had disturbed the couple's post-operative heart-to-heart talk?!
So, under Li Juefeng's burning eyes, the child's mother moved away from the hospital bed, looked at Gu Xiaoai's face, and said happily, "My face is much rosier than yesterday. Halfway through yesterday's operation, when the nurse came out and said there was blood loss, Li
Sir, he almost couldn't stand, and I was so frightened that I was shaking all over."
After saying that, the child's mother felt that the burning gaze was even more burning...
She just came to deliver porridge...
"yesterday?"
Gu Xiaoai was a little stunned. She forgot about the pain of the wound for a moment and knitted some things together, "Could it be... I entered the operating room yesterday?"
"Yes, you have been in a coma all night and day. No, it's night again. I thought my wife would be hungry, so I cooked porridge for you in the hospital restaurant."