Doctor Xu's hidden black moon

Chapter 447 Extra Story: The End of Yanzhu Song Dongliang
Not only was it very hard during pregnancy, but also during Yanzhu's delivery. A few days after Qin Qiang's wedding, Yanzhu's stomach hadn't moved. Liang begged her to go to the hospital.

The doctor suggested cesarean section, because Yanzhu has a small body, and the pain of natural delivery may be more.

Song Dongliang had no idea about this matter, and asked the doctor over and over again, trying to find a way that was safer and less painful.

Yanzhu felt that he was making a fuss, so she listened directly to the doctor and chose a day to have the baby cut out. After choosing the time, Yanzhu was completely relieved, and Song Dongliang was a godsend these two days. Nagging, surrounded by her, wishing to take her with her when going to the bathroom.

At night, when Yanzhu was asleep, Song Dongliang tiptoed up and sat up, gently looking at her stomach through the little moonlight shining through the curtain.

He really hoped that Yan Zhu would conceive a son, even though he liked and greedily wanted a little girl like her.

But he had to think rationally, if it was a girl, how long would he be able to stay by their side to protect them?

If he leaves in a hurry ten years later before she has time to grow up, will mother and daughter cry together?
As long as he thought about that scene for a while, Song Dongliang felt as if he couldn't breathe.

If it is a son, it should be better. From the very beginning, he will teach his son to protect his mother.

People's greed seems to have no limit, just like Song Dongliang was just greedy for the warmth Yanzhu gave him at the beginning, then he was greedy enough to take her as his own, and later, he wanted to grow Accompany her for a long time in this life, until she grows old peacefully.

But his life is destined to be short, and the time he can spend with her is really not much, but the remaining years are enough for him to arrange everything for her.

Qin Qiang also came over when Yan Zhu gave birth. Lin Changxi and Xu Ping'an stood beside Song Dongliang, watching him walk around like ants on a hot pot, not at all like the noble and arrogant son of the Song family back then. Imposing, so Lin Changxi said in a very thoughtless manner: "If you go on, everyone will be stunned by you. It's just a child. Which woman has never had a child. As for being so nervous?"

Song Dongliang kicked him aside, "Get lost!"

Lin Changxi was still indignant, and felt that what he said was not wrong, but was soon kicked by Xu Ping'an who was standing next to him, and said indifferently, "Get out."

"..."

This time, the wait outside the delivery room was not too long. After about an hour, the doctor came out with the baby in his arms. Song Dongliang rushed over and realized that his legs were a little weak. "How is my wife?"

This hospital is run by the Song family, and the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department delivered Yanzhu, and was about to hand him the baby in his arms for him to have a look at. It's out."

He pushed the child forward, "Look, there is a daughter and a young master. The daughter born first is the elder sister, and the young master is the younger brother. Do you want to give me a hug?"

He just glanced at the two ugly and fat babies in the doctor's arms, and his heart sank instantly, but the words that came out of his mouth contained a little bit of resentment, "So fat."

No wonder Yanzhu found it difficult to walk in the late pregnancy.

The two children seemed to understand what he said, and burst into tears in an instant. Qin Qiang immediately stretched out her hand to tease her, "It's so soft, can I hug it?"

The two children, Xu Ping'an and Qin Qiang, were hugging each other. Lin Changxi thought he was upright, and muttered that he was a little ugly while pestering Xu Ping'an, "What do you mean, hide and hide, let me see what's wrong, I don't want to eat Baby, let me give you a hug too."

The two held each other for at most half a minute, and then the doctor carried the baby back to the delivery room, planning to roll it out with the mother later.

Song Dongliang leaned against the door of the delivery room, and when the doctor entered, he realized that his legs were shaking.

His eyes were a little hot. He stood at the door of the delivery room and raised his head slightly. It turned out that he also cried for a woman one day. This feeling was a bit strange, but his heart was full and stuffed into a ball. It was really hard to explain what it was like. .

Qin Qiang leaned against Xu Ping'an's arms and was still chirping about the two children just now, Song Dongliang quietly led the door of the delivery room and waited for Yan Zhu to come out, only Lin Changxi was begging for nothing just now and wanted to hug the child , In the end, he didn't even touch it, and now he stood sourly by the side.

When Yanzhu came out, the anesthetic on her body hadn't fully passed, two physical tears hung from the corners of her eyes, her lips were a little pale, Song Dongliang stepped forward to hold her cold fingertips, and lightly touched her lips Peng, wipe those two tears for her, and heard her ask, "Did you see the child?"

"I see." He said, "A boy and a girl. The doctor said that the girl is the older sister, but I think it's better for the girl to be the younger sister. What do you think?"

"Then listen to you."

Yanzhu is self-sufficient, no one cares about her and has been tough all her life, growing like a grass. Now that she has a daughter, she naturally wants her to live a completely different life from her. She has it, but she doesn’t. Yes, I want to give it to her.

As for the son, Yan Zhu blinked, as long as he is not as delicate as his father.

But in fact, the two children turned out to be exactly as Yanzhu thought, the son was like a mother, but because Song Dongliang taught him to protect his sister and mother since he was a child, he looked extraordinarily stable at a young age.

And the younger sister grew up delicate and delicate like a little princess but not lacking in cuteness.

Song Dongliang named his son Song Junyu and his daughter Song Qingling.

When drawing lots for the first birthday, Song Junyu directly abandoned a table of various gold, silver, jewelry, calligraphy and painting treasures, climbed straight to Yanzhu, and grabbed his mother's little finger. His father said that he would protect his mother and sister for the rest of his life. Umbrella for mom and sister.

Song Junyu has never remembered this sentence, and he has been hearing that he is growing up, and he never understood why his father was so obsessed with this sentence. He only thought that his father was teaching him what a boy should have. Take responsibility, because in his opinion, his father is completely capable and enough to protect his mother, sister, and even his own.

But later, when he became a little more sensible, he realized that as he grew up, his father's health seemed to be getting worse and worse. Song Junyu often found that his father looked at his mother with a touch of sadness and reluctance. My mother was used to all this, and often left the siblings at home and took my father to play around.

Later, he heard what Uncle Yu who came to treat his father said to his father, and hid in his little bed and cried quietly for a long time. He still didn't understand the meaning of death, but he vaguely guessed that his father's body seemed to be very serious. Not good, maybe, not being able to grow up with him and his sister, which is why he often told himself to remember to protect his mother and sister.

When the two children were 12 years old, Song Dongliang's body was really exhausted. After suffering for so many years, he seemed to be wandering in this world without a body, especially in the following two years. , For him, it was all a struggle, pain, it was really pain, but even though it was pain, he still couldn't bear it.

Yanzhu couldn't bear his pain, and knew that he was reluctant to leave because he couldn't bear the three of their mothers, so even when he was dying, she never shed a tear, called the two children over, and said softly : "Dad is going far away, do you have anything else to say to Dad?"

Song Qingling's big eyes looked at his father lying on the bed wearing a breathing mask in a daze, and he reached out and shook his fingertips, "Dad, are you back?"

Song Dongliang touched his daughter's small face with some difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice, "Return, when you grow up well, Dad will come back."

Song Junyu was not as easy to fool as his younger sister. Looking at him with red eyes, he wiped away the tears that were about to ooze, and gritted his teeth: "I will protect my mother and sister."

He patted his son's head, and smiled bitterly, "As expected of my son, Song Dongliang, he's great."

He took the two children out, held Yanzhu's hand, and caressed it once and for all. He couldn't help but think, if he hadn't been greedy for this little bit of tenderness at that time, there must be someone else who would protect her for the rest of her life. .

He felt that he should be more generous. She was still young and very beautiful. Even after ten years, that baby face still looked the same as before. This made him not only sighed, but also wanted to say that after he left, she could come back again. Find one, but the words come to my lips, but I can't say them anyway.

In the end, he held Yanzhu's hand and wrote eight characters in her palm.

If you get a wife like this, you will live up to this life.

Yan Zhu clenched her hands tightly.

Later, in the small corner of Song Dongliang's tombstone, there were also eight characters, which Yanzhu carved for him.

——Accompany you for a journey, three lives are lucky.

(End of this chapter)