The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 282 Saying "I Love You" Every Day From Now On

Qiao Mo helped Xiao Yan out of the ward, and said with a light smile, "The lady nurse loves you so much, but why don't you seem to know who it is?"

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, stared at her seriously with deep eyes, and lightly reprimanded, "Xiao Mo."

Qiao Mo was a little helpless, squinting at him, seeing that his expression was really serious, he couldn't help laughing, hugged his arm, and said angrily, "I'm just joking, don't be angry."

For Xiao Yan, I am afraid that all nurses are the same. He has lived in Massachusetts General Hospital for a long time. It is estimated that there are not as many nurses as Qiao Mo these days.

Xiao Yan's EQ is said to be low, but sometimes, in some aspects, just a look can tell him that his EQ is high, but sometimes, he can't even notice the obvious liking of a girl arrive.

But Qiao Mo really likes this kind of Ayan, this kind of Ayan is just her Ayan.

Seeing that Xiao Yan was still frowning, Qiao Mo said playfully, "Is it okay if I'm wrong? But, fortunately, you don't know. If you really know, it will make me worry."

Xiao Yan's eyebrows relaxed slightly.

He stopped, stared at Qiao Mo, and said seriously: "I care about your every move, so I can feel your feelings for me."

How could Jomo not understand?
If a shrewd person like him really wanted to know who was thinking, how could he fail to guess?

It's just unintentional.

Jomo nodded with a smile, "Go back and rest."

She still has a lot to say, and she wants to whisper it to him alone.

There are also many things about the process of him receiving treatment alone in this clear and cold ward. How did he survive such a difficult time alone?

Even though Xiao Yan said about those countless difficult times, Qiao Mo would shed tears, but she still wanted to hear it.

About Xiao Yan's life, she didn't want to miss a single cent.

After Qiao Mo helped Xiao Yan to the ward, he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, and asked with concern, "How do you feel today?"

"Fortunately."

The two faint words seemed to be a perfunctory sentence to comfort Qiao Mo.

Xiao Yan understands his situation. In fact, what is he doing right now? It's just a dying struggle. If it weren't for Qiao Mo's stubbornness, he really didn't want to waste the last time with her on this. In a cramped, deserted and uninteresting hospital ward.

Qiao Mo seemed to have read his mind, held his big cool hand, and stroked his swollen abdomen, "The children have been making a lot of noise these days, and they probably can't wait to come out to see Dad. A Yan, you promised me Yes, even if it is the last second, I will not give up easily."

Xiao Yan's slender fingers trembled slightly.

Yes, he promised her that no matter how difficult it was, even if it was the last moment, he would not give up easily.

For her, for the two children.

"Well, I promised." He murmured softly.

In his life, he only broke his promise to her again and again, this time, he didn't want to break his promise to his Xiaomo again.

Jomo curved his lips and smiled warmly.

She leaned into his arms, hugged his neck, and sighed softly: "I just heard from the nurse that you received treatment here a few years ago, and the only thing that supported you was my voice. At that time, I'm supposed to be in New York, right?"

Xiao Yan's ears felt a little hot, not because of embarrassment, but because he didn't expect that the nurse would tell Qiao Mo about this matter.

"Which nurse is it? I want to tell you even such a trivial matter? It seems that my wife is really popular. She bought all the nurses here just a few days ago."

Qiao Mo couldn't help laughing, and said with a light smile, "Yes, your wife is so popular, it would be bad if some male doctor took a fancy to her, so..."

Qiao Mo pursed his lips and tightly circled his neck, "So, you should live well and watch her closely."

Xiao Yan kissed her forehead, "My wife, I have Xiao Yan's label on her body, who dares to covet her?"

"Do you remember the first day we came to the hospital? It was the female nurse who accidentally broke into the ward and saw us being intimate. She told me. She said that she was moved by you, so she applied to take care of you all the time."

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, "So, she likes me?"

Jomo rubbed his little face in his arms, "Yes."

Her slender fingers unconsciously drew circles on his chest, "Then are you interested?"

"I haven't remembered what she looks like until now. The premise of my heart is that I have to remember her appearance first."

Jomo naturally knew that he was joking, but he still laughed out loud, "You say that, how much you hurt a girl's heart."

Xiao Yan grabbed her plain hand that was resting on his chest, "If I don't hurt other girls' hearts, I will hurt yours."

Qiao Mo was stunned for a moment, his heart felt like a layer of honey, but he said: "Now, why are you getting more and more good at talking about love?"

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, seeming a little regretful, "I used to be too stubborn, but if I don't say it now, I'm afraid that in the future..."

Before he finished speaking, Jomo stretched out his hand and covered his thin lips.

"Stop talking."

Xiao Yan was startled, Qiao Mo winked at him, as if calculating, "We have agreed, no one will say anything depressing."

Xiao Yan took away her little hand and pulled the corner of her lips, "Okay."

……

At night, the two lay in bed.

Xiao Yan's big hand kept stroking Qiao Mo's abdomen.

There are two or three days until the due date.

Except for the occasional fetal movement, Qiao Mo's stomach is normal, and there is no big movement.

Xiao Yan leaned close to her, his thin lips fell on her neck, and asked in a hoarse voice: "I'm about to give birth, Xiao Mo, are you afraid?"

Giving birth to a child is also a journey through the gates of hell.

Even with such advanced modern medicine, a large number of women die due to childbirth.

"I'm afraid." Qiao Mo buried himself in his arms and murmured again, "But I'm willing to take this risk, because I love you, so I want to have a baby for you."

Perhaps it was the phrase "I love you", which came out of his mouth so smoothly and naturally, Xiao Yan's back froze severely, and even the arm holding her was stiff for a few seconds.

Qiao Mo naturally felt it too, she raised her eyes, the light in them was as bright as the stars in the sky, "So many times, you secretly said 'I love you' in my ear while I was asleep, but I was actually vaguely aware of it." I heard it. A Yan, you said it, right?"

Xiao Yan was startled again.

So many times, she slept peacefully in his arms, and he whispered "I love you" in her ear, did she really hear it?
Xiao Yan pinched her little nose, seeing her slightly pleased, "Satisfied?"

But Qiao Mo hugged him tightly, shook his head, and said, "No, I'm not satisfied."

"Then how do you want to be satisfied?"

"I still want you. Every morning from now on, you can help me go around Haicheng and buy wontons from the east of the old city; every night from now on, you will give me a goodnight kiss; every day from now on, you will say to me An 'I love you'..."

She...does she want too much?

Qiao Mo's eyes were warm, she sniffed, rubbed against him and said, "Am I being too greedy?"

"Yeah, it's too greedy." Xiao Yan scratched the tip of her nose.

Jomo was like a child who didn't get candy, and his mood suddenly fell.

Xiao Yan lowered his head, kissed her eyes and said, "So what, as long as Mrs. Xiao wants, Mr. Xiao will do whatever he wants, right?"

Suddenly, Qiao Mo smiled like a child, innocently, and she only responded with one word, "Yes."

……

Qiao Mo's due date is just a few days away, but Qiao Mo doesn't care much about himself and his child. Instead, it's Xiao Yan who is sick who is nervous.

He seemed to be more concerned about the arrival of these two children than his own illness.

I'm afraid that there will be problems with Qiao Mo's expected delivery date, and that the birth of the children will not go well...

Xiao Yan thought of all kinds of problems, and discussed some countermeasures and plans with the obstetrician.

Qiao Mo was hugged in his arms, and said amusedly, "A Yan, are you too nervous?"

She was just having a baby.

What she was worried about was his illness and his surgery.

Her due date was approaching, which meant that his surgery day was approaching.

They agreed that as soon as the child was born, Xiao Yan would promise her to have an operation immediately.

Surgery... is either life or death.

Jomo was terrified.

The probability of Xiao Yan's surgery being successful is so low, the probability is one in ten thousand, can he step on it?
"You are pregnant with twins, and the risk rate is higher than that of ordinary pregnant women. How can I not worry?"

Jomo comforted him with a smile, "Then what about triplets, quadruplets? Twins are quite common, so don't worry."

He was just afraid of losing her, just like she was afraid of losing him.

Recently, his vision has been declining more and more. He really can't guarantee whether he can take a good look at the child after it is born.

Even, for a moment recently, he couldn't even see the twilight, and there was darkness in front of his eyes, and this darkness became longer and longer as time went by.

Sometimes, Jomo is leaning in his arms, but he can't see her face or her expression clearly.

He was afraid that Jomo would be worried, so he kept silent.

"Ayan, after your surgery is successful, when the children can walk, let's go on a trip as a family of four."

"it is good."

In fact, Qiao Mo has said it more than once, but she always wants to reiterate it, lest he forget this promise, and the family of four travel will become a threesome.

Without him, what's the point of all this?
Jomo patted his hand, "Go take a shower, it's getting late, wash up and go to sleep."

Xiao Yan nodded, and the moment he turned around, the light in front of his eyes suddenly dimmed, and the surroundings were pitch black.

Totally... out of sight.

"Xiao Mo." With his back turned to her, he suddenly called her.

Jomo helped him find clothes, and responded softly, "Huh? What's the matter?"

Xiao Yan froze for a second, blinked his eyes a few times, his eyes seemed to regain a little clarity, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's nothing, I missed you all of a sudden."

Jomo laughed, "I'm right here, what are you thinking about?"

But after saying this, Qiao Mo still walked over and hugged him, "Is the lovesickness relieved now?"

Xiao Yan's lips were slightly pale, and he pulled his thin lips, "It seems a little bit."

Jomo just smiled and pushed him into the bathroom to take a shower.

(End of this chapter)