Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

She frowned, sitting alone in the sightseeing bus, entertaining herself and whispering to the baby in her belly.

Counting carefully, the baby is seven months and 28 days old, and in three days' time he will be eight months old.

Hope your baby is doing well in the next two months.

Even, she began to think, is it better to have a cesarean section or a normal delivery?

It should be a natural birth, right?I heard that babies born naturally are smarter.

Well, then the birth will be normal, and the pain will be a little bit painful. She hopes that the baby she gives birth will have the highest IQ and the strongest ability, otherwise her reading the books these few months will be in vain.

Those military books that girls don't like to read at all, she has been really struggling to read these few months.

Just as she was thinking, Chang Mian whistled at her, and her attention was drawn to him, and she saw him playing handsomely. She waved her hand to show that she would look again.

She held her chin and watched several men playing golf. After about ten minutes, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Something is wrong with your body.

My stomach hurts faintly.

what's up?

Shangshang's alarm bell rang loudly, he bowed his body slightly, his brows gradually furrowed.

However, I feel that my stomach is getting more and more painful.

Wouldn't it be a bad stomach?

She was a little startled, and grabbed the armrest and called out to Chang Mian: "Chang Mian, Chang Mian, Chang... Mian..."

Chang Mian heard the sound.

"doing what?"

"My stomach hurts." The palm-sized melon-seeded face was tightly frowned, and his hands were pressed against his stomach: "I don't know why my stomach hurts."

Suddenly, Chang Mian's heartbeat stopped.

Urgently asked: "What's going on?"

"I don't know. It hurts for no reason. I don't know if it hurt my stomach." She stretched out a hand, grabbed Chang Mian's arm, and said with difficulty: "Let's go back and ask the family doctor to give me the medicine." Take a look."

It's not that she's hypocritical, it's that she cares about the baby in her womb.

You can't hurt your baby because of a bad stomach. God knows how careful she is usually, never daring to make the slightest mistake. Today is really strange.

Li Xiang and Huang Changyun also came over and asked in unison, "What's going on?"

"She has a stomachache, let's go back quickly."

Chang Mian stepped into the car as he spoke, and sat next to her, with one hand around her waist from behind, and the other hand against her belly: "Where does it hurt? Here? Here? Or here?"

"Here, intermittently, it hurts more and more." She leaned her whole weight on his shoulder, frowned, and her face began to turn pale.

Chang Mian didn't dare to delay any longer.

Li Xiang and Huang Changyun also showed a trace of fear. The four quickly left the golf course, got in a car to the ferry, boarded a boat, and returned to Honolulu.

But on the boat, the boat was only halfway through, and the clothes for pregnant women were wet, and some colorless liquid flowed out.

Chang Mian groaned in Chang Mian's arms even more in pain.

Chang Mian's complexion was even worse than that of Chang Chang's. He couldn't relieve her pain, so he could only look at her helplessly, completely helpless.

The whole person looked bewildered, and roared frantically: "What's going on? What's going on? What's going on here?"

Li Xiang was at a loss, and Huang Changyun also didn't have any experience to use as a reference.

In the end, it was Shangshang himself, gritting his teeth, as if he was going to die in pain, and said with difficulty: "Could it be...Could it be that I'm about to give birth? This, it seems to be amniotic fluid..."