Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 527 The Emperor’s Uncle’s Truth (1)
The little bun of Luo He's family was born in the expectation of everyone. After Mu Bai learned that Luo He was safe, he felt relieved and coaxed the crying baby.

"Piss pee!"

Dayue pays attention to holding grandchildren and not having children. On this point, people in Dawu are much more enlightened.

Luo Qi and Mu Bai discussed around the little milk baby, and they could find the source of the nose, eyes, small mouth, and even the shape of the face.

The little baby has a sensitive sense of smell, and Luo Qi has a strong smell of medicine, as long as he is in his arms, he will definitely cry unceasingly, with his mouth flattened, clamoring for Mu Bai to hug him.

"There must be a name, let's start with a nickname."

Luo He, Mu Bai, and the others didn't know the gender of the baby, and they planned for the worst at the beginning, and didn't name it in advance.

Mu Bai couldn't see Luo He, and he was in trouble alone. People say that children can't be named too well. Compared with Mo Yan's baby, Bao Bao, he decided to name his little daughter "Xiang Xiang".

Xiao Baozi likes people with a scent on their body, and the woman who waits by Mo Yan's side always comes into the kitchen with the smell of fireworks, Xiang Xiang doesn't like being hugged by a person with a strange smell on his body.

The operation was successful, the wound was pressed to stop the bleeding, Luo He has regained consciousness, the first thing to do is to see Xiang Xiang.

The bloody smell in the delivery room is very strong, Luo He can't go out for the time being, and can't open the window to see the wind, Xiangxiang's small nose sniffs, and immediately starts crying after entering.

"It's fine if you can cry, it's fine if you can cry..."

Luo He curled up his mouth, raised his hand, and touched Xiangxiang's little face, watching Mo Bing take the child away reluctantly.

The incision was given special hemostatic drugs, Luo He had to stay in bed for a day, and confinement began the next day.

There was no anti-inflammatory medicine at this time, and Mo Yan was afraid that she would have a fever, so she watched in the delivery room all night, and was exhausted in the second half of the night, so she collapsed on the small couch and slept all night.

On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, there is the last market in the city. Every household will take stock of the new year's goods, check and make up for the omissions. If there is a shortage of oil and salt for the New Year, the shops are closed and there is no place to buy.

Early in the morning, after Mo Yan finished washing, she made a fuss about Wanqi Yuling and wanted to go to the market.

"Yu Ling, come with me to have a look, in case I have anything to eat?"

Mo Yan blinked innocently, her watery eyes were begging, pitiful, she was busy playing mahjong a few days ago, and indeed ignored the emperor.

But don't think about it, she is a pregnant woman, trapped in the small courtyard all day, how boring, she can only stand at the door and look around.

The neighbors around had big bags and small bags in their hands, smiling all over their faces, talking to each other where to buy cheap and good New Year's goods, and Mo Yan also wanted to watch the excitement.

In the modern Chinese New Year, there is always one person, a large table of New Year’s Eve dinner, if you don’t eat it, it will be cold, and it will become leftovers the next day.

So she became lazier and went straight to the supermarket to buy frozen dumplings.

On the night of New Year's Eve, watching the fireworks outside the window was the loneliest moment for her.

"Let Mo Bing buy whatever you want to eat."

Wan Teng Yuling remained unmoved, and watched that the little bun would be seven months old. According to Dr. Zhu, there was a tendency to give birth prematurely at any time after seven months, and sexual intercourse was forbidden.

Zhu Miracle Doctor once looked at him with probing eyes, and suggested that husband and wife separate rooms to prevent him from rushing to Mo Yan at night.

Wan Tu Yuling couldn't tell because of his suffering, so he had to swallow it in his stomach. In order to get his wife off the poker table, he tried his best.

As a result, what you get is ignored again and again.

Now, Mo Yan had something to ask of him, and Wan Cheng Yuling put on a cold face, forcing herself not to soften her heart, so that she could negotiate terms with her.

"But, I still don't know what I want to eat?"

Mo Yan still didn't know why the Uncle Emperor got angry, and stepped forward to pull his clothes and act like a spoiled child, "Last time you said that I could go shopping with you, could it be that you lied to me?"

"There are so many people in the market, what if there is a collision."

Wan Tu Yuling's tone was calm and his eyes were cold and distant. He turned around on purpose and stopped looking at Mo Yan, fearing that his will would not be firm and he would immediately agree.

The sun was just right, shining warmly on the small courtyard, Mo Yan squinted her eyes to look at the sky, and ran to the door again.

The noisy crowd on the street, people coming and going, people chatting enthusiastically, saying auspicious words to each other, looking forward to the year ahead, not affected by the war at all.

Originally planned to buy on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, because Luo He suddenly activated, he missed it. Mo Yan looked at the brochure, and there was still a shortage of red lanterns, window grilles, couplets, live fish, and fresh meat.

After waiting for a while, Mo Yan finally sensed something was wrong when the Uncle Emperor did not agree.

Before meddling in other people's business, she had sincerely confessed her mistake to Wan Cheng Yuling, and she was still being physically punished on the bed. He couldn't be so narrow-minded and hold grudges until now, right?

Then, the problem came up in the past few days, Mo Yan coughed twice with guilt, for the past ten days or so, she was busy playing cards with her cousin Lu Rong and the others, ignoring the feelings of the emperor.

Every time she went back, it was late at night. After she washed up, she fell asleep on the bed, completely ignoring Wanqi Yuling, who was burning with desire.

Oops, things are serious!It turned out that the emperor's uncle would also play petty temper because of dissatisfaction with his desires.

Before getting married, he had always been aloof and a little unreasonable. Since the two of them were together, she quickly pulled him back from the otherworldly place.

Getting out of the mud without being stained, washing the waves without being demonic, etc., are all deceptive!

Mo Yan stomped her feet and entered the door pretending to be angry. After a while, Wan Qi Yuling was worried, and she followed into the door.

"Yu Ling, are you really not going to take me to the market? The market will leave after it gets late."

The two women who took care of Mo Yan and the fat girl went shopping together. This trip will not be short of shopping, so as to ensure that there will be no shortage of food during the Chinese New Year.

In order to be able to do as the Romans do, Fat Ya worked diligently to learn how to make Liaocheng specialties from a few neighbors. Braised pork knuckles, steamed sea bass, and egg dumplings are essential for the New Year’s Eve dinner. She wants to surprise everyone on New Year’s Eve.

"I'll take you out on the first night of the new year."

At that time, every family celebrated the New Year at home, and there was no one on the street. The two of them were just right and would not be disturbed.

"Here, it's strange to say that the book I bought at Yu Qianhe contained a piece of paper inside."

This paper is pasted on the back page. I'm afraid Yu Qian and himself don't know it.

After Mo Yan unfolded it, she handed it to Wanqi Yuling, blushing, and said seductively, "Why don't you try it tonight?"

It records a method that can make a man extremely happy, but Mo Yan always can't save his face, and he has never served the emperor like this.

Husband and wife have intercourse, no matter how comfortable they are, and in the next two to three months after giving birth, they will not be able to have intercourse for about four or five months.

She was right under his nose, and he couldn't bear it.

Mo Yan had long wanted to implement this plan, but in order to go to the market, she had to resort to seductive methods.

(End of this chapter)