Baby mommy wants to divorce

Gu Bai glanced at the people around him. Three cigarette butts had been extinguished at his feet, but he didn't want to stop. He watched him order the fourth one and raised his hand to stop it.

"This is a hospital. Don't make a mess."

Lu Ting took a deep look at him and put the smoke back. His voice was low. "How's the little boy?"

"Pulmonary inflammation needs to be hospitalized for infusion treatment. It may burn your brain if you send it half an hour late last night."

Hearing the speech, Lu tingshen's dark pupil seems to be astringent. "What Qin Qiangang said, will someone cry and cause a high fever?"

Gu Bai looked ahead and said faintly, "yes, physical problems. Some children have a high fever, which is a kind of body immunity."

Lu Ting deeply twisted his eyebrows for a moment, "how to treat it?"

Gu Bai looked at him, "physical therapy."

At this point, Gu googlen said, "the court is deep."

"Say anything."

"Qin Qian is a good mother." He knew this five years ago. As a doctor, it was not difficult for him to guess the pain she could endure after she left that year.

If you are just an ordinary person, you will lose your strength and need to rest well. Let alone a pregnant woman, pregnant women represent a taboo for a long time.

Gu Bai left, leaving Lu tingshen standing at the end of the corridor for a long time.

In the ward

"Mom..."

Qin Qian raised his head from the bed and saw the little boy wake up, "little boy? Mother is here. Is there any discomfort or discomfort? "

When the child saw his mother, he was so wronged that he flattened his mouth. "Mom, I want to drink water."

"OK, mom, pour you water."

Qin Qian poured a cup of warm water on the cabinet, gently picked up the child and raised the head of the bed, "come on, drink water."

The child held the water cup and drank a large one. Qin Qian looked at her eyes and touched the temperature at which her fever had subsided. With so much cold sweat last night, she must be dehydrated.

"Still drink?"

The little boy shook his head, then opened his hands, "Mom, hug me."

"OK, mom." Qin Qian held his daughter in his arms, tightly in his arms, with fog in his eyes and tight lips.

The little boy buried a smiling face tightly in Qin Qian's chest and smelled the faint fragrance on her, "Mom, I miss you so much."

"Mom misses you too. Mom shouldn't have left you there alone. It's mom's fault."

The little boy held his mother tightly and said in a muffled voice, "it's not my mother's fault, it's the villain's fault, mother, I hate him!"

Qin Qian lowered his eyes and stroked her back, "little boy..."

What Lu tingshen, who had just opened the door, heard was "Mom, I hate him.".

When the mother and daughter heard the voice, the little boy poked his head out of Qin Qian's arms. When she saw that it was Lu tingshen, she shrank back and said, "Mom, I hate him! You let him go, I don't want to see him! "

Mother and daughter are connected. Qin Qian feels her daughter's grievance and sadness. She knows the sense of defeat and sadness that hope turns into disappointment.

"OK..."

Qin Qian put the child on the bed, got up and looked at Lu tingshen at the door of the room. He didn't stop by him.

Lu tingshen just quietly looked at the little man with his back to him in bed and turned around for a moment.

At the end of the corridor, Qin Qian looked at the hospitalized patient walking in the yard. "The little boy doesn't want to see you now. Don't appear in front of her recently."

Lu Ting narrowed his eyes deeply and his voice was low. "Is it a child's meaning or your meaning?"

Qin Qian frowned and looked at him, "what's the difference?"

Lu Ting glanced deeply and looked at each other. In her eyes, he saw reluctance and resentment.

"Lu tingshen, you don't know how I feel when I receive a call for help from a child in the middle of the night. She has been crying..." mentioned last night, Qin Qian still feels palpitating and uncomfortable.

"She told me she had a fever. I asked her, what about you? She said you went home to find your wife. You see, she is so young, but she knows everything. In her heart, she is not as important as your wife. "

Qin Qinghong's eyes were red, and the whole person was distressed and haggard. "I just want to tell you that if you don't want to accept it, don't accept it. Since you accept it, I ask you not to abandon it. When the child was in the rescue room last night, I was thinking, did you mean it? Because the child was born to me, you hate her at all, You know hurting her is more painful than hurting me. If this is what you want, you did it! But I beg you, don't hurt her. "

With these words, Qin Qian will go back. The little boy is still waiting for her in the ward. She doesn't want her to be alone.

"In your eyes, I am such a person?"

Qin Qian took a look at the wrist he held tightly, his eyes moved up a little, the corners of his lips rose, and some self mockery meant, "what kind of person? "You must report it?"

For a moment, Lu tingshen felt that the person in front of him did not seem to have changed. He was still the sharp Miss Qin family.

A moment of silence

"Although the little boy said she hated you, I know she didn't think so. If so, how could she be sad and cry after you left last night?"

Qin Qian shook off his hand and left.

Lu Ting watched her back disappear into the ward with deep eyes.

Hearing the sound, the child looked up and said, "Mom..."

Qin qingrouwan smiled and whispered, "is the child hungry?"

The little boy coughed a few times. Although he had a cough shot, he coughed occasionally. She looked behind him.

Qin Qian paused. "Mom drove him away."

The child shriveled his mouth, "Oh..."

Qin Qian stood by and looked at the little boy. He put some lost look on her face into his eyes. He was sad and obscure.

"Shallow!"

Ye Tian and Chang Chi pushed the door and went straight to the child on the hospital bed.

"How are you, little boy? You're scared to death. Oh, my baby, why are you so haggard all night? Let godmother hug you. "

The appearance of the two made the little boy instantly get rid of those moods and grin, "godmother, father!"

Chang Chi touched the child's head and turned to look at Qin Qian. She looked pale, her eyes were black, her pupils were dark red, and her hair was messy. She must have been tossing all night.

"We have children here. Go back and change your clothes and wash, and cook some porridge for the children."

Qin thought for a while. It's time to go back and make something for the little boy. If someone can reassure her, it's them.

"OK, I'll go back first and come back later."

"I'll see you off."

"No, I drove Xiaotian's car. I can go back by myself."

"No, you don't have a driver's license."

Thinking of this, Qin Qian nodded and agreed.

"Mom, go back and cook for you. What do you want to eat?"

"I'd like preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

"OK, you wait for mom."

"Yes."

Ye Tian hugged the child. Qin Qian kissed the child's face before leaving the hospital with Chang Chi. At the end of the corridor, there was no figure of someone, and the corners of his lips couldn't help laughing.

Chang Chi looked forward, "what's the matter?"

Qin Qian shook his head. "It's all right. Let's go."