Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 492 Giving birth to a stillborn baby [3]

When Lin Xiaoling woke up, it was already three days later, she was startled awake by loud baby cries, she blinked her eyes, blocked the glare of the sun, frowned and said: "It's so noisy..."

Nangong Chenyan quickly sat on the head of her bed: "You're awake, how are you?"

Lin Xiaoling looked at him, still not cleared his head, just asked: "Who is arguing?"

"It's our son." Nangong Chenyan looked at her, "You have been lethargic for the past few days. Our son eats too much. The three nurses you hired are not good at all. I hired another one from outside. Come nurse, this is enough for him to eat."

Lin Xiaoling's mind gradually cleared up, and the scenes that happened before flooded her mind. She thought she had heard it wrong: "What did you say, our son?"

"Yes, our son." Nangong Chenyan nodded.

"Our son is not..."

"Don't worry, he's fine, do you want to see him?"

Lin Xiaoling nodded hurriedly.

But she saw the nanny coming over with a baby boy in her arms. It was the beautiful little baby boy she saw before she fell asleep. At this moment, he was rolling his eyes, lying on the nanny's body and sucking the milk, with no time to look around.

"he……"

"Don't worry, he's really fine." Nangong Chenyan reassured.

Lin Xiaoling frowned: "Have I entered the illusory realm again?"

"Yuemanlou is here, who can drag you away?" Nangong Chenyan glared at her, "Don't worry, it's really fine. Before you fell asleep, you used up all the spirit medicine energy in your body to pour into him. He survived."

Only then did Lin Xiaoling laugh: "What you said is true?"

"Of course it's true." Nangong Chenyan nodded, "Yue Manlou said, this child was born with [-]th-level spiritual healing skills, and in the future his ability will be higher than yours. As long as he has a breath, he will have the ability to save himself .”

Lin Xiaoling remembered what Feng Yi said before, and nodded again and again: "Yes, this is the reason why Feng Yi wanted to kill me. The Demon Lord doesn't want to see the world have the spirit of a spiritual doctor again."

"Now don't worry, our child is fine." Nangong Chenyan embraced her, "Thank you for helping me give birth to such a lovely son."

Lin Xiaoling couldn't help touching his son's little hand, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Xiaolan, how is he? He's in the carriage that came back with me."

Nangong Chenyan hesitated for a moment, then said: "He...he's fine."

"He's fine, why didn't you see him come to see me?" Lin Xiaoling was a little surprised.

"He..." Nangong Chenyan thought for a while, "It's like this. Although he was saved, his soul ability was very weak. Yuemanlou put him into a magic weapon, saying that he had to wait for the right time. I’m afraid I won’t be able to see you for the time being.”

"The right time?" Lin Xiaoling frowned, "You mean, his body has been destroyed?"

"The body was severely injured in Feng Yi's hands. Although it was snatched back, it will take a long time to reunite the body and soul." Nangong Chenyan nodded, "But don't worry, I believe that Yuemanlou will have a solution Yes, what you have to do now is to sit on the confinement, take care of your body, and other things, wait until you are out of confinement, okay?"

Lin Xiaoling always felt that everything was a bit strange, but thinking about it, Nangong Chenyan would not lie to her, and he was not in a illusory realm at this time, so there was no problem at all, as long as Xiaolan was frozen like Ziyi.

(End of this chapter)