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Chapter 1690 son

Suitian insisted on accompanying him into the operating room.

This actually made Yuan Qingling a little worried, mainly because Deitian was very protective of his daughter-in-law. If he saw her operating on Mrs. Yao's stomach later, he would probably kick her away.

However, there are ways to deal with him.

After entering the operating room and putting Mrs. Yao down on the operating bed, she fiddled with the medicine box for a while, brought a wet tissue over and said: "You have been out all year round, and your body will have viruses, but you can't see the virus during surgery, so you

Use this to cover your mouth and nose, and take a few deep breaths to purify your breath."

Ruitian was now helpless and had no choice but to listen to her, so he covered his mouth and nose with a tissue and said, "What kind of material is this handkerchief made of?"

"Stop talking and breathe!"

Yuan Qingling said.

Ruitian breathed heavily. After taking a few breaths, he felt that some shadows seemed to be blurred in front of his eyes. "Uh, I'm a little dizzy..." He fell to the ground.

It frightened Mrs. Yao quite a lot.

Yuan Qingling smiled and comforted, "Don't worry, he is fine. I just let him sleep for a while and not let him interfere with us."

Mrs. Yao had a stomachache, but she still couldn't help but laugh. Her eyes were full of heartache, "They say I have had the hardest time these past few months. In fact, the hardest one is him. He stayed up all night and stayed there to guard me.

I."

"He's worried about you!"

Yuan Qingling said softly, having prepared the anesthetic, "We are ready to start, don't worry, you can see the child when you wake up."

Mrs. Yao was completely relieved now and looked at Yuan Qingling, "Okay, I'll wait."

"One more thing, do you still want to have children in the future?"

Yuan Qingling asked.

“I don’t want to think about it anymore, I don’t want to think about it anymore!”

Mrs. Yao thought of the torture of the past few months, which tortured her and also tortured Badian. She felt sorry for Badian, and her body could not bear another childbirth.

"Okay, then I'll help you... just go through some minor surgeries so that you won't be able to get pregnant in the future, and you won't have to drink any decoction, okay?"

"May I?"

Mrs. Yao's face turned red.

"Okay, it's just a way of doing it. You have to open your stomach anyway."

Mrs. Yao hummed, "Okay, that's it."

This time, I accidentally got pregnant because I missed drinking the decoction, but I can't let it happen again.

The anesthetic was slowly introduced into Mrs. Yao's body along the dropper. This time, the operation was under general anesthesia to prevent her from fearing, worrying, and causing her blood pressure to spike again.

Yuan Qingling actually knew when she opened the medicine box that the caesarean section would be smoother this time.

Because none of the medicines that were given when it was confirmed that she was pregnant have now reached the first level, which means that there will be no surprises during the caesarean section.

This is a particularly rare example.

In the past, any medicine that appeared on the first floor had to be used, but this time the medicine sank automatically.

Perhaps, the power of love and companionship can really change many adversities.

The anesthetic took effect, and Mrs. Yao closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep.

The surgery went smoothly.

The child was taken out in twenty minutes. Yuan Qingling lifted it up and smiled. Big fat boy, this is the first time we meet. I am your aunt! After cutting the umbilical cord, she wrapped the child in a coat and put it aside.

He cried loudly, but Yuan Qingling didn't care. He stitched up the wound first, and then wiped the fat boy's body.

There was no scale in the house, but Yuan Qingling knew the approximate weight by holding it in his hands. Using modern measurement units, it was about seven kilograms.

It looks exactly like Ruin Tian.

It's just a little Destroyed Sky, how can it be so similar?

She doesn't look like Mrs. Yao at all, her outline and facial features are directly copied and pasted from her father's.

The boy stopped crying after crying for a while. The crying was actually heard outside, but no one came out, so they didn't dare to disturb him.

Just hearing the cry, everyone's hearts fell to the ground.


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