Paranoia he is a treasure

Chapter 474 Extra Story: Yan Shuoyun Reads Qing (7)

A few months later, on the day Yan He was born, a group of people stood in the corridor of the hospital waiting anxiously.

Yan He was a premature baby, and the delivery process was not smooth. The pregnant woman's bleeding frightened everyone, but fortunately, the bleeding stopped.

Yan Shuo's eyes turned red.

That was the first time many people saw Yan Shuo cry.

The operation lasted for four hours. For the group of people waiting in the operating room, it seemed that they had experienced a season of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Until the light on the operating room door goes out.

The doctor walked out with a tired smile: "Who is the father of the child?"

Yan Shuo's eyes were deep, and he took a step forward: "Me."

The doctor nodded: "Mother and child are safe, congratulations to Director Yan, you are a young master."

Yan Shuo didn't pay attention to the doctor's words, but paused when he heard "young master".

"Can I go in?"

The doctor nodded.

Afterwards, the man strode into the operating room without even looking at the baby that the nurse brought out.

Yun Nianqing was lying quietly on the operating bed. She passed out, wearing an oxygen mask, infused with fluid, her face was pale, and her hair was wet with sweat.

Yan Shuo squatted on the ground, covered her little hand with his big hand, and kissed her: "Qingqing, thank you."

The man's dark eyes were full of distress and self-blame.

After recovering her memory, Yan Shuo never thought about whether she would have a child with Yun Nianqing, nor did she ever think about the pain she would experience in giving birth.

The only thing he thought about was that when Yun Nianqing was about to leave him, he could force her to conceive his own child to keep her.

Yan Shuo is selfish and terrifying.

--4 years later.

The 4-year-old Yan He looks very much like Yan Shuo when he was a child, but his personality is just like Yun Nianqing.

Abnormally intelligent mind, this point, follow Yan Shuo.

He doesn't seem to be interested in many things, and he doesn't want things from others.

He refused to have close contact with anyone except Yun Nianqing, but he would not take the initiative to play with Yun Nianqing, and occasionally just looked at his mother silently and smiled lightly.

To his father, he was even more indifferent. He hardly spoke all day long, but he listened to Yan Shuo.

Yan Shuo only had Yun Nianqing in his eyes, and for this son, he just had to live.

In fact, Yan Shuo was indifferent to Yan He on the surface, but secretly arranged everything for his son. He is a very qualified father.

this day.

Yun Nianqing watched Yan He do his homework, and gradually frowned.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yan He's homework was taken away and he was asked to rest.

Yan He went upstairs sensiblely, Yun Nianqing picked up his son's booklet and leaned on the sofa.

The task in hand was for kindergarten to count patterns and fill in numbers, but she saw that Yan He almost didn't need to count, and completed it in two or three strokes.

For a pamphlet of more than 40 pages, he wrote it all in 10 minutes.

After Yan Shuo came back, he saw his wife worrying on the sofa.

He walked over and pressed her shoulder lightly: "what's the matter?"

"Your son has intellectual problems."

"Huh?" Yan Shuo's eyes fell on the children's booklet on the sofa.

Yun Nianqing turned around: "Would you have been so smart when you were young?"

"forget."

Yun Nianqing: "..."

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What Yun Nianqing was most worried about was Yan He's character. Although she was quiet when she was a child, she was not as quiet as Yan He. She was really afraid that her son would be autistic.

Yun Nianqing found a time to take Yan He to the psychology department.

It turned out that there was nothing wrong with my son, except that he had few friends, didn't like to contact people, and was simply lonely.

On the way back, Yun Nianqing called Song Nanzhi and asked her little Ronger to come to her house to play. Her son was too lonely and had problems with his personality, Song Nanzhi happily agreed.

(End of this chapter)