Chapter 1959 Feng Clan: Qiao Mu woke up
"Xiao Xiaojiang is pretty good."
Little Cherry almost buried her head in her swaddling clothes, "Xiao Xiaojiang, do you think so?"
Xiao Jiang is still young, so he definitely doesn't know how to respond.
"Wait until Qiao Mu wakes up."
Feng Jiang's voice came from the inner room.
Everyone said nothing and looked in the direction of the curtain.
Fengjiang continued: "She said that she would name her son herself."
"Brother-in-law, Xiao Xiaojiang smiled."
Little Cherry shouted happily.
"Uh-huh."
Yue Qinchun nodded fiercely, "He really laughed. Look, he smiled again."
No more sounds came from the room, but the laughter in the outer hall became louder and louder.
Under the moonlit night sky, military tents were stationed in almost all available spaces around the small farmhouse.
People who didn't know it thought something big happened here.
For three days and three nights, Fengjiang hardly left the room unless he had to.
Because she has enough milk, Xiao Xiaojiang becomes more and more rosy and beautiful.
On the fourth night, Fengjiang had just wiped Qiao Mu's body, and when he turned around, he seemed to feel something was wrong.
When he turned back, Qiao Mu slowly opened his eyes.
"Joe."
Fengjiang threw down the felt and returned to the bed to sit down.
He excitedly held Qiao Mu's little hand and put it to his lips.
"Jo, you finally woke up, thank God, you finally woke up."
Fengjiang turned his head, looked outside, and shouted in a low voice: "Jiu'er, Little Cherry, Qiao woke up."
The curtain was lifted and Feng Jiuer appeared beside the bed.
She looked at Qiao Mu, and the corners of her eyes instantly became wet.
Only she knew that if Qiao Mu couldn't wake up tonight, there would be little chance of him waking up.
In order not to make everyone worry, she concealed Qiao Mu's condition.
Judging from Qiao Mu's blood loss at that time, it can be said that he narrowly escaped death.
But she can't say that. She wants Brother Three Emperors to see hope. In this way, Qiao Mu will have more hope.
"Qiao Mu, can you speak?"
Feng Jiuer squatted beside Feng Jiang and looked at Qiao Mu for a moment.
"Is it a boy or a girl?"
Qiao Mu's voice was very hoarse, but it could still be distinguished by the two people present.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips tightly and looked back at Feng Jiang.
Hearing Qiao Mu's voice again, she was so excited that her eyes filled with tears.
"Boy, it's a boy."
Feng Jiang's eyes were also covered with tears, "Qiao, he's a boy, white and fat."
"Qiao Mu woke up."
Little Cherry walked through the door.
Yue Qinchun, who was holding Xiao Xiaojiang, also walked in.
Qiao Mu closed his eyes and opened them again.
She looked at the little thing in Yue Qinchun's arms, and the hand in Feng Jiang's palm moved slightly.
"Qiao Mu, don't worry."
Fengjiang comforted him softly.
"Sister Qiao Mu, he is your son. Look, how handsome he is!"
Yue Qinchun bent down and approached the tree.
Feng Jiuer took out Qiao Mu's hand from Feng Jiang's hand.
"Xiao Xiaojiang to Brother Sanhuang, you go out first, Xiao Yingying, the eighth prescription can be used today, you go and boil the medicine first."
"Qin Chun, go out and keep watch. I'll call you if I need anything. The room is too small, so we need to leave more air for the trees."
"Okay, I'll get ready now."
Little Cherry walked away happily.
Yue Qinchun waved his hand and said with a smile: "Sister Qiao Mu, I'm going out first, we'll see you later."
Feng Jiuer held Qiao Mu's hand and felt her pulse.
Qiao Mu's thoughts were in Feng Jiang's arms: "Boy, let me take a look."
Fengjiang's long fingers casually slid across the corners of his eyes, leaned over, and carefully placed Xiao Xiaojiang next to Qiao Mu.
He pursed his lips and said hoarsely: "Madam, thank you for your hard work!"
This chapter has been completed!
