Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 392 Chapter 391
From [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm, Mr. Fu counted the minutes and seconds to spend this long time.

When Mrs. Fu was pushed into the intensive care unit, he seemed to have passed through the water once.

Drenched in sweat.

When Wu Jiangbai rushed over, he saw Fu Xiting sitting on the bench outside the ward, his whole body was as decadent as if he had just experienced a catastrophe.

He approached and softly called Fu Dong.

Fu Xiting's tired eyes fell on him, his eyes were scarlet and tired like a lion that hadn't slept for several nights.

"Shiyue has been controlled by the police."

When Fu Xiting heard the word "Shiyue", regret flowed in his heart.

If he had known that there would be today, he should not have sent her abroad, but should have let her follow that dog man to find her eighteen generations of ancestors.

But at this moment, it was too late to repent: "Let her live."

There are many things in this world that are scarier than death, and letting Yi Shiyue die is simply too cheap for her. No matter what pain his wife has suffered, he will definitely take it back from Shiyue twice.

Touching his wife and children deserves death!

"Madam?" Wu Jiangbai guessed that Jiang Yi's current situation would not be very good, but he still couldn't help asking.

The wife came out with two words.

Suxin who was waiting at the side looked at him and shook her head slowly.

Signal him not to ask.

In the early morning of this day, Jiang Yi was awakened from a coma by the double pain after childbirth and surgery.

The cesarean section wound was not far from the knife wound, and the tearing sensation after the anesthetic seemed to pull her soul apart.

She was lying on the bed, staring helplessly at the ceiling.

A word that Fu Xiting said in a speech at Capital University in 2008 came to mind: Pain is the only way to grow.

At that time, she felt that Fu Dong's youth pain literature was like the foot wraps of women in the old society. Although it existed, it had no meaning.

But now, this sentence suddenly flashed in her mind.

Suddenly it made sense.

How could she transition from the role of wife to the role of mother without going through this pain?
The only way, indeed, is the only way.

She woke up.

I vaguely remember seeing Fu Xiting before I fell into a coma.

She opened her mouth to speak, but found that the voice she could make was extremely weak. With the oxygen mask on her face, all her words became faltering.

She woke up once and fell back into a deep sleep.

Until the next day, during the doctor's ward rounds, she was awakened by voices.

The long eyelashes trembled.

The eyes scatter and then gather, gather and then disperse.

Faintly heard someone calling her softly.

She struggled to wake up, and what caught her eyes was Fu Xiting in an isolation suit.

The moment Jiang Yi woke up, the blood in the man's body seemed to be half still, and the tears in his eyes fell unconsciously. He murmured frequently: "Thank God, thank God."

"Where's the baby?" Compared with Fu Xiting's murmur, her weak voice was comparable to the moaning of mosquitoes.

But Mr. Fu understands.

This is his lover, how could he not know what he wanted to ask at this moment: "Daughter, she is fat and cute."

As Mr. Fu said, he took out his mobile phone and showed her the photos.

This photo was sent to him by Yi Tian before he came in.

There are not only pictures of the baby, but also crying sounds, trying to make Jiang Yi listen.

Jiang Yi couldn't speak, and blinked, but in the blink of an eye, tears flowed down.

Life!not too bad.

In the intensive care unit that day, the husband and wife cried together.

The two wept silently, and the picture moved heaven and earth.

The doctors and nurses on the side couldn't bear to watch, and turned slowly to look away from the two.

The doctor next to him glanced at the little nurse, and saw that she lowered her head and sniffed, feeling quite mixed in her heart.

Who said there is no love in this world?
Just because you don't have it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Mr. Fu devoted all his attention to his lover, and the little guy was lucky to have Yi Tian.

It has been three days since Jiang Yi transferred from the ICU to the general ward.

Chinese people pay attention to confinement, and all kinds of strange diseases will appear if the confinement is not good.

During Mrs. Fu's pregnancy, Mr. Fu learned a lot from others. He was frightened into a cold sweat when he heard the root cause of the disease caused by confinement.

He had imagined thousands of possibilities that would happen to Jiang Yi during confinement, but he never thought it would be this one.

This is not confinement, this is healing.

In the ward, the little guy was basking in the sun by the window.

Jiang Yi was exhausted from the intensive care unit, and fell asleep.

When he woke up, Yi Tian was teaching Fu Xiting how to hold a child.

Small, like a glutinous rice dumpling, Mr. Fu felt that it was a little hot.

It was already mid-October for Jiang Yi to return to Yu Garden from the hospital, more than half of her confinement period had passed.

The first thing he did when he returned to Yu Garden, Mr. Fu arranged for a babysitter and confinement wife to take care of the little one.

With new injuries on his body and thoughts in his heart, Jiang Yi often couldn't sleep well at night.

Seeing tossing and turning, he stood up cautiously.

Lightly leaning on the wall, she walked to the baby's room.

Yuesao woke up from her dream when she saw Jiang Yi coming in.

Jiang Yi was quite embarrassed and told her to sleep.

"The baby is very obedient, and sleeps when he is full on weekdays."

Fu Xiting is very particular about his private life, so the person who takes care of the children must be clean. The reason why the confinement wife in front of her can stand here must have been selected through layers of selection.

She is very clean, very experienced, and good at taking care of children. This is Jiang Yi's initial impression of her.

She leaned over and touched the little guy's soft face, and the confinement sister-in-law pulled the chair aside with insight and let Jiang Yi sit down.

Jiang Yi slowly leaned over and sat by the cradle, looking at the sleeping little guy, the impetuousness and insomnia in her heart were suddenly suppressed, and she suddenly felt that the life at this moment was the real peace of time, The running around in the previous life and the revenge in this life are not important anymore.

This child brought a new chapter to her life.

The confinement sister-in-law looked at the hostess sitting by the cradle in a white dress.

The long hair is scattered behind the head, and the whole person is quiet and graceful.

My body was a little swollen after giving birth.

From a distance, it looks even more luxurious.

She seldom saw the hostess in this luxurious and magnificent villa, but every time she saw her, she would always be accompanied by the hostess. Hold her sometimes.

The pity is almost flooding.

She heard from the housekeeper that the husband loves his wife very much.

It is not the love in ordinary words, but the love that has gone through life and death and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

She asked Suxin, would she not love her?
Su Xin asked her: Have you heard the story of the dog antelope?When the spouse dies, the other will die too. Both Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu have experienced life and death. They clearly know life and death, but they still choose to love.

For them, love is not love, but faith.

In the middle of the night, Mr. Fu had another dream. In the dream, he was standing in the mist, unable to see Jiang Yi, his daughter, and everyone around him. He shouted to the empty environment alone.

Suddenly, the fog cleared and the sky dawned.

He stood among the crowd like a lost antelope.

In an instant, the man woke up from his dream.

See the door is wide open.

There was a sound of eagerness, panic, and panic.

The sound carried from the corridor to the nursery.

The little guy in the crib trembled with fright, and then burst into tears.

Mr. Fu came looking for his voice, saw Jiang Yi reaching out to hold the child, and walked over to stop her: "I'm coming, your wound is not healed yet."

The man picked up the child skillfully, and gently comforted him: "Good boy, Dad is not good, I scared you."

"Good, go to sleep!"

Fu Xiting is very gentle, and Jiang Yi has always known that when he was a husband, he was completely different from when he was a father.

The former is a little harsh, but for the daughter, even though the focus is not on the child during this time, she is still a favorite.

"Mr. Fu, I'm worried that you will become a loving father in the future."

While coaxing the children, Mr. Fu gently asked his lover, "Isn't it right?"

"Not right," Mrs. Fu shook her head lightly, "Girls need to be trained to be independent, otherwise they won't be able to take care of themselves in the future."

Mr. Fu laughed, leaned over and kissed his daughter's forehead: "I work hard to make money so that my child can use the money to hire those who have tried their best to climb to the top to serve her."

"Baby, do you want your daughter to follow our old path?"

Jiang Yi was silent.

She naturally didn't want to, but she didn't quite agree with Fu Xiting's previous idea.

When he raised his head to argue, Fu Xiting was walking slowly in the room with the child in his arms, and when he walked under the light, the sweat on his forehead shimmered.

Mrs. Fu reached out and took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Wen Ruan asked him what's wrong.

Mr. Fu dare to say?
dare not.

Afraid to come true.

(End of this chapter)