daily life

Chapter 592

Very painful, very tired, this feeling is too heavy, it melted into her body, and even entered her dream.

I never knew that having a baby was such a long-term torment.

I have to suffer for two days before the gate of hell...

But in the end, she made it through, she made it through, and gave birth to her and Xi Lang's child.

Xilang, is he worried?He could only wait outside, fearing that it would be worse than her.

It is such a person, when he is depressed, he does not talk to others, but just stands alone, ignoring anyone.

Now, is he happy?
When Xiang Zhixuan woke up, these thoughts lingered in her mind.

No surprises.After the child fell to the ground, her body was bleeding profusely, and she was completely in a semi-comatose state due to exhaustion.

But fortunately, it wasn't a serious blood collapse, and someone persuaded him to take a dose of strong medicine in a trance.

He was the one who coaxed her to take the medicine. Although she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her eyelids and didn't know what he was talking about, she knew it was him.

His breath is the sign that she can recognize him at any time.

The blood should have stopped—of course it has stopped, and there is no feeling of strength and vitality slowly disappearing and flowing out.

Xiang Zhixuan blinked her eyes, her eyes became focused, and her eyes wandered back and forth.

I don't know how long he was in a coma, and the lights in the room were lit.

The lampshade was specially chosen by her. The color used is light pink, and the light reflected is very soft.

The nose is filled with a light floral fragrance, no longer the smell of blood before falling asleep.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the brocade quilt and clothes. They had all been changed, and the sticky feeling of sweat was gone from his body, and he felt refreshed.

Waking up like this would have been a beautiful thing if it hadn't been for the still aching stomach.

It's so quiet inside.

Where are the children?What about Xilang?
She turned her gaze to the side and saw Xi Lang.

He was sitting on a chair under the window, looking at a prescription by the light of the palace lamp on the tea table.

It should be a prescription, and there is another medicine on the coffee table.

It looked like she needed to take medicine for a while.

He was a little pale, with stubble on his chin.Are you tired too?Sleepless for at least two nights.

She called him, but found that she could not make a sound, and realized how parched her throat was.

Xi Lang felt her gaze and looked up.

The corners of Xiangzhi's lips curled up.

Xi Lang put down the prescription in his hand, walked quickly to her side, poured her a glass of warm water, sat on the side of the bed, held her in his arms, and asked her to drink half a glass of water with his own hand.

She cleared her throat, "Where's the child? How is the child?"

Xi Lang put the water glass on the stool in front of the bed, and tapped her side with his chin, "The child is fine and is sleeping." His voice was very gentle.

Xiangzhi followed his gaze and saw the baby's swaddle was beside her, but it was placed in a slightly lower position.

Xi Lang brought two big welcome pillows and put them behind her, let her lean on the head of the bed, and showed her the child, "Look at our Brother Han."

Xiang Zhixuan looked at Brother Han almost eagerly.

Such a small person is sleeping soundly with his eyes closed at the moment, with a fair face and thick hair.As for the silhouette, she couldn't tell who it looked like.

"The two mothers said that after the baby is born, the skin color will be bright red, and it will grow whiter in the future." She raised her sore hand and gently touched Brother Han's small face.

Xi Lang said with a smile: "Every child is the same, how can they be the same. No matter who he follows, he should be born innocent."

"What if the skin color doesn't suit anyone? According to what the two mothers said, wouldn't he grow darker and darker?" She was seriously worried.

"Nonsense." Xi Lang smiled lightly, and gently touched Brother Han's little face with his fingertips, "Your mother is picky when she wakes up, what should I do?"

Only then did Xiang Zhixuan raise her eyes to see his expression.

It is the gentle eyes that can drown people, and the smile that lingers on the lips is better than the spring breeze in March.

(End of this chapter)