Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Is Jiang Zhi's mouth on the talisman? So accurate.

Qiao Nanchu had been old for a long time before returning to his senses: "Let me see."

Wen Baiyang gave him the pregnancy test stick.

He was dumbfounded, where he would watch: "How do you look?"

Wen Baiyang pointed to the red bars above and explained in sign language: "Two of them are pregnant."

One is deep and one is shallow, but there are indeed two.

"Go change clothes, we go to the hospital."

The chief doctor of the obstetrics department was off work. Qiao Nanchu called Sun Vice Hospital and asked Director He to come over temporarily.

At 7pm, Director He got the result: "Congratulations, Mr. Joe, your wife is six weeks pregnant."

Mr. Joe was silent.

Mrs. Joe was a little at a loss.

Looking at the expressions of the two, it didn't seem like they were happy, Director He wittyly didn't say more.

They are out of the office.

Wen Baiyang asked Qiao Nanchu in sign language: "What to do?" The child was outside of their plan, and she didn't know what to do.

Qiao Nanchu said: "Go home first."

When I got home, it was almost eight o'clock, and they had not eaten dinner yet.

Wen Baiyang put the blood test list in the cabinet under the coffee table: "I'm going to cook."

"No, let's order dinner." Qiao Nanchu took her to sit down, his eyes fell on her lower abdomen, "Are you feeling sick?"

She shook her head.

He shook her hand, her hand was a bit cold: "You can go to bed after eating dinner, don't think about anything, I will help you think."

Wen Baiyang only ate a few mouthfuls for dinner. When she put down the bowl, she thought of something, went to serve a bowl of soup, frowned and drank it.

After she finished washing and returned to the bedroom, Qiao Nanchu called Xue Baoyi.

"Bao Yi, give me the number of Director He."

"What are you doing?" Xue Baoyi pondered for a moment, and then said, "Director He is an obstetrician, isn't it what I think?"

Qiao Nanchu didn't say: "Don't ask questions."

The problem seems a bit serious, Xue Baoyi dare not ask, obediently report the number.

Just look at the obstetrics department after the ligation, this is not right!

Xue Baoyi threw half a small orange in his mouth, thinking, kicking the little thing beside his feet: "Peel me one more."

The chicken who has peeled two oranges: "Smelly father!" He doesn't peel it, his hands hurt!

Xue Baoyi lay on her side, occupies most of the bed, squeezing the chicken in the corner, in a tone like the boss of society teaching the younger brother of society: "Do you still want a car?"

The social brother pouted his lips: "Yes."

The boss of society waved: "Peel the orange."

"Oh."

The only one and a half-year-old chicken always endured the humiliation and was forced to open business, bearing what he shouldn't have at his age.

Xue Baoyi was eating oranges and playing games.

Fang Ideal shouted in the bathroom: "Xue Baoyi."

Xue Baoyi threw down the phone and her son, and jumped out of the bed: "What's the matter with my wife?"

Fang Ideal ran and said, "I got into trouble."

Trouble?

It doesn't matter, it is others who suffer anyway.

Xue Baoyi lay back again: "It's okay, my husband will do it for you."

Fang Ideal briefly summarized the ins and outs: "I just chatted with Bai Yang.

"and then?"

"She is pregnant." Wen Baiyang didn't say directly, she asked pregnant women if they could drink winter insect medicated diet soup, Fang Ideal guessed it.

Gee, sure enough.

Xue Baoyi reached out to take care of the oranges that her son was about to peel, and ate leisurely: "What about then?"

"Then I'll be quick for a while."

"What did you post?"

She uttered a sentence, her hand faster than her brain: "Why is it such a coincidence that I was pregnant just after the ligation."

Xue Baoyi: "..."

Why did Fang Ideal know about Qiao Nanchu's ligation?

Okay, his mouth is so cheap that he shook it out.

It's really wrong to have a debt, Xue Baoyi confessed: "It's okay, Qiao Nanchu will beat your husband at best."

If this is the case, Fang Ideal is relieved. She told Xue Baoyi: "Then you must not fight back, just let him fight."

"..."

The oranges in Xue Baoyi's hand suddenly disappeared.

"Xue Baoyi," Fang Ideal looked at the orange peels on the ground, and then at his son who was sitting on the bed peeling oranges. "Why did you let your son peel you oranges again?"

Xue Baoyi was very shamelessly nonsense: "Because my son is filial, I have to peel oranges for his dad."

Mr. Chicken who peels oranges and his hands hurts: He's so angry, but he wants a car.

When Qiao Nanchu returned to the bedroom, Wen Baiyang had already lay down to sleep, and the light was not off.

"have you slept?"

He touched her face.

She opened her eyes, did not sleep, her eyes were flushed.

"Cried?"

She sat up: "Why are you going for surgery?"

She knew about the ligation.

"Xue Baoyi told you?"

She didn't answer, and the sign language was compared quickly: "Because I am right?"

"Did Xue Baoyi tell you?"

She lowered her head, tears rolled down: "I want to give you a baby." After using sign language, she stretched out her hand, took his hand and placed it on her belly, and then shook her head.

She didn't want to shed this child.

"Who said it's going to be drained." Qiao Nanchu sat down by the bed, "I asked the doctor, the child may not have any problems. After sixteen weeks, we will go for a chromosome check. If there are no major problems, then Give birth to the baby, okay?"

She nodded vigorously, tears in her eyes.

"Do not cry."

He helped her lie down and kissed her in the eyes: "Don't cry."

Wen Baiyang was hospitalized when she was eight weeks pregnant. Because of the signs of miscarriage, she needed to be hospitalized for pregnancy protection.

Down's screening was done at fifteen weeks, and the result was low-risk because of the special chromosomes of Populus euphratica, so when she was sixteen weeks pregnant, she underwent amniocentesis.

She did not listen to the results, but waited for Qiao Nanchu in the ward.

In the evening, he came back.

"Does the result come out?"

He walked to the bed: "Come out."

She was holding on to the bed to sit up.

"You are lying down."

Qiao Nanchu helped her lie down.

She hurriedly said with sign language: "How was the result?"

Qiao Nanchu pulled a chair and sat beside her, holding her hand, her hand was cold.

He told her: "There is no abnormality in the chromosomes."

Director He’s original words were: “There is no abnormality in chromosomes, and some common chromosomal diseases such as malformations, Down’s syndrome, cleft lip and palate, and congenital heart disease can be ruled out. But your wife is special because your parents are close relatives There are other genetic diseases, and chromosomal inherited hearing impairment and visual impairment cannot be detected with current technology."

Wen Baiyang immediately asked him: "Can the kid ask for it?"

He also asked Director He this question.

"Can the child have it?"

"According to the current inspection results, yes." Director He has the next half sentence, "but my advice is not to take risks."

All doctors advised him not to ask for the child.

Wen Baiyang sat up again: "Can children ask for it?"

Qiao Nanchu smiled slightly: "Well, yes."

He knew that she wanted it very much.

I don't know if it is because of the absence of psychological burden, Wen Baiyang's condition has improved a lot. She was discharged from the hospital when the fetus was 20 weeks old.

Wen Baiyang's stomach was very small, and he showed no signs of embarrassment until 22 weeks later.

At the twenty-sixth week, my grandma came to the imperial capital and lived with her.

Wen Baiyang and the old man had said many times before that they wanted to take her over, but the old man was unwilling. This time he came to take care of Wen Baiyang.

It has been four months since the pregnancy was found, and Qiao Nanchu took a four-month vacation.

After dinner that day, my grandmother went downstairs to chat with an old sister from the same town. Qiao Nanchu was washing the dishes, and Wen Baiyang was washing the dishes next to her.

"You go back to work in the bureau, I have grandma to take care of."

He turned off the water: "I didn't want to work when I was back."

It was this night that she woke up with pain in the middle of the night.

After she became pregnant, Qiao Nanchu slept more and more shallowly. He woke up when she turned over for the second time, "What's wrong?"

"Nan Chu," she said with her mouth holding her belly, "my stomach hurts."

Qiao Nanchu did not understand her lips, only saw her curled up and sweating profusely.

He immediately got up: "Don't be afraid, I will take you to the hospital now."

At two o'clock in the morning, Wen Baiyang was taken to the hospital.

The results of the examination were not very good. The pregnancy was only twenty-six weeks, and the baby was showing signs of premature delivery. Director He suggested that she stay in bed for abortion. Vice- Yuan Sun notified Qiao's family, and Qiao's family rushed over all night.

Wen Baiyang was lying on the hospital bed with a very pale face. She forgot that the old man could not understand sign language, and said with her strokes: "I'm sorry, grandpa, it's so late, and it makes you worry."

But Qiao Hongzhou understood. He learned a little from his grandson. He shook his head and patted the little **** the shoulder: "Thanks for us, Baiyang."

Our Aspen...

She burst into tears because of this sentence.

Qiao's family is here, and there are many people in the ward. Only Wen Baiyang's grandmother is not inside. She is outside because she is afraid that her granddaughter will see her cry.

When Qiao Hongzhou came out, she walked over: "Grandpa Nanchu, my family Baiyang—"

The old man wanted to apologize.

Qiao Hongzhou interrupted and asked, "Grandma Baiyang, tomorrow I will go to the temple to worship Buddha, will you go?"

She nodded.

The next day, Qiao Nanchu also went to Qianling Temple.

The two old people and Qiao Nanchu had never been there, so Xue Baoyi recommended herself and led them.

At the foot of the mountain, Qiao Nanchu sent Xue Baoyi: "Don't go up."

Unloading the mill to kill the donkey, Xue Baoyi was not happy: "I didn't just send you here, I also came to see the Buddha." He asked the Buddha to make his wife realize that her husband is more important than games.

"See you next time, don't go up today." Qiao Nanchu said in a request.

What are you doing?

Xue Baoyi reluctantly: "Well, then I will wait for you below."

Qiao Nanchu left him and went up the mountain.

How could Xue Baoyi really waited obediently? He followed secretly, and saw Qiao Nanchu kneeling on the stairs in front of the Buddhist hall from a distance, one step at a time, and one bow.

The last person to do this was Jiang Zhi.

Xue Baoyi shook his head and laughed, this kid!

Wen Baiyang stayed in bed to save the baby for more than a month and suffered a lot of crimes. She was afraid that Qiao Nanchu would feel bad and never complained. At the time of delivery, she was only 33 weeks pregnant and gave birth to a girl. Because of the premature delivery, the weight of the baby was less than 2500 grams.

Wen Baiyang only woke up a day after giving birth.

She opened her eyes and looked around.

"What about the child?"

Qiao Nanchu told her not to move: "In the incubator."

When the doctor came out, he did not say congratulations, nor did he say that the mother and daughter were safe. He only said that the child's fetal heart rate was very weak and his vital signs were not strong, so he needed to be kept in an incubator temporarily.

He also only asked: "How about your lord, are you safe?"

Wen Baiyang struggled to get up: "Take me to see her."

He supported her and didn't let her move: "You can't get out of bed now."

When she gave birth, she lost consciousness on the operating table twice and lost blood for a day. There was still no blood on her face: "I want to see her."

Qiao Nanchu didn't want to watch it.

Since the child was born, he hasn't even looked at it at first, almost, almost, Wen Baiyang's life is about to get in.

"Okay, I'll take you to see her." He carried her into the wheelchair and put a thick blanket on her lap, "but only for a while."

Wen Baiyang nodded.

The baby in the incubator hasn't opened his eyes. He's covered in purple and purple, and he's just a little bit bigger when lying in it.

Qiao Nanchu only glanced at it, and his eyes were red.

"Grandpa named her." He said.

Wen Baiyang looked at the child in the box: "What is it called?"

"Pray an."

He wrote those two words in her palm, praying for prayer, peace and peace.

"She moved."

"She moved!"

She gestured excitedly.

Qiao Nanchu pushed the wheelchair closer: "Well, she heard us talking."

The child in the incubator was very small. She wore the safety buckle that the old man asked from the temple on her feet. She was still moving, kicked her foot on the incubator, the safety buckle hit the glass, da, da, da, da. ……It rings again and again.

Wen Baiyang couldn't hear it, but she gave the baby a nickname called DaDa.

Two months later, DaDa came out of the incubator. She was in poor health and she has been living in the hospital ever since. At three months, the hospital confirmed that DaDa had hearing impairment.

When DaDa was five months old, he was equipped with a hearing aid.

Due to hearing problems, Da Da spoke very late, only one year old and four months old. The first word she said was "chicken".

At that time, Xue Baoyi's family was there, and Mr. Chicken was playing with his sister in the new "luxury car" his father bought him.

"Da da."

"Da da."

Da Da Chong Ji always smiled.

Mr. Ji patted the co-pilot's seat, and asked his sister: "Would you like to take Brother Ji's car."

Da Da tugged at the little skirt.

Chicken always sits in his "luxury car", following his father's appearance, turning the steering wheel with one hand, pulling one hand on the cushion and crawling: "DaDa, climb up, Brother Ji will take you there. Take a drive.” Because sister DaDa is very young, Brother Ji thoughtfully replied with her.

Da Da grabbed the car door and called him: "Chicken."

The four adults looked over at the same time.

Two little ones are looking at me and I am looking at you.

Chief Chicken corrected: "It's Chief Chicken Brother."

Da Da scratched his ear: "Dick."

Mr. Chicken's ears are very painful, but he cannot be angry with his sister: "It's brother."

Da Da: "Dick."

"brother."

"Chicken."

"..." Okay, Mr. Ji gave up and dragged his sister into the car. "Brother Jiji will take you for a drive."

"Fengfeng."

This is the second word that DaDa learned.

Later, the second phase of the chicken always likes to take girls for a drive, but he can't remember it. The first girl he took for a drive was Da Da.

Later, the thirteen-year-old Da Da asked Mr. Chicken: "Can you just take me for a drive in the future?"

The fifteenth boy rarely blushed, dyed with a rebellious grandma's ashes, but he answered obediently: "Oh."