Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

Dr. Zhao didn't say much. He felt his pulse directly, and then his face became a little ugly.

"I'm afraid it's a little difficult."

Zhao Taiyi's face is not very good-looking. He takes a careful look at qinluo.

Qinluo gave Dr. Zhao a white eye directly, and said: "if you have something to say, what are you looking at me for? What happened to Xiaocao? What's the matter with her? "

"This kind of thing, I don't know how to say, Xiaocao's body is OK, but Xiaocao's spirit has a very serious problem. Because of the long-term mental pressure, Xiaocao may be influenced by her emotions. She's really depressed."

Dr. Zhao sighed.

"What do you mean?" Qinluo didn't understand. Dr. Zhao said, "can you talk well?"

"From now on, Du Cao will have insomnia, night sweats, cold hands and feet shaking, and will appear from time to time... Appear... The idea of suicide!"

When Dr. Zhao talked about the back, his voice was very low.

"Then what? What to do now! "

Qin Luo is anxious, the tears brush of once fell down, but make an effort of wipe: "how should do!"

"I can't help it. It's up to her to get out." Dr. Zhao lowered his shoulders feebly.

At this time, seven grandfather is also in a hurry.

After the pulse, with Zhao Taiyi two people's conclusion is the same!

Ji Shu Mo looks at Du Cao like this, in the heart is very not the taste.

"Not in a day, is it?"

Ji Shumo red eyes, looking at them: "because of long-term pressure, right?"

"Almost. It has something to do with having just had a baby." Seven grandfather sighed: "after a woman has a baby, it's the most vulnerable time. It's too much for these bastards to choose this time to start!"

"Kill him!"

Ji Shumo clenched his fist: "I'll kill him!"

"You'd better accompany ducao. What she needs most now is company!"

Dr. Zhao frowned and looked at Ji Shumo.

Ji took a deep breath and nodded: "yes, I will take good care of Xiaocao, I will accompany her."

"I want to move back in!"

Qinluo looks at Ji Shumo seriously.

Ji Shu Mo nodded: "you can come back together."

Du Cao soon woke up and saw qinluo. She sat up and hugged qinluo tightly: "Wuwu, elder sister, they bully me, they bully me!"

Qinluo hugged Du Cao tightly and nodded: "I know, I know, I will beat all the people who bully you to death, I will beat them to death!"

Du Cao hummed: "sister, I have another daughter. Like nianer, she has cinnabar mole and birthmark. My nianer has come back. Nianer can't bear me, so she has come back."

Qin Luo looked at Du Cao's broken thoughts, but she still laughed: "I knew you were such a good mother that nian'er couldn't bear to leave you. You see, isn't nian'er back?"

"Grass, are you hungry? I made you your favorite chicken noodle

Ji Shumo came in with a big bowl of noodles and looked at Du Cao with a smile.

Du Cao looked at Ji: "Why are you still here? It's a mess outside now. Why are you still here? "

Ji Shu Mo smiles and sits by the bed of Du Cao gently: "eat noodles first, it's not delicious when it's cold."

"Feed me, I can't lift my hand." Du Cao opens his mouth and looks at Ji Lyric Mo pitifully.

Ji Shu Mo's favorite smile, touched Du Cao's head, and gave her noodles one by one.

"Is it delicious?"

Du Cao nodded, but after taking a few mouthfuls, he began to feel nauseous

"It's OK. It's OK."

Ji Shumo gently patted the back of Du Cao, gently comforted: "darling, we're OK, we'll eat later, OK?"

Du Cao nodded, so lying in Ji Lyric Mo's arms: "I'm sick, isn't it?"

"It's OK. You're just a little upset."

Ji Shumo touched Du Cao's head and felt heartbroken.

Duckweed nodded: "yes, I'm not happy."

"I'm depressed. I can't control myself. Xiao Mo, what can I do? I'm depressed. "Du Cao cried: "I am postpartum depression, Wuwu, I am so afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will guard you, I will always guard you, don't be afraid, it's OK, it's OK!" Ji doesn't understand postpartum depression, but he knows that Du Cao's heart is restless.

Du Cao's hands and feet began to shake, holding Ji Lyric ink, a bout of retching, and then fainted.

Ji Shumo knows that these are inevitable symptoms. Apart from company and sitting here, he doesn't know what else he can do.

Such a sense of powerlessness is driving Ji Shumo crazy.

Both inside and outside the capital are now in a mess. Huangfuyue hasn't slept for three or four days, and his eyes are red.

"Emperor, mocaoxuan still sent a lot of materials. This is the list!"

"Dr. Zhao also went to the epidemic area with the last prescription."

Xiaoliangzi reported two good news in succession.

Hearing this, Huangfu Yue sighed: "this is Du Cao's last farewell. She will never care about these again."

Xiaoliangzi lowered her head: "she seems to be ill. I heard that it is postpartum depression, but I don't know what it is."

Postpartum depression?

Huangfu Yue took a deep breath. How could he?

Because Lin Ruo was in a bad mood when she had a baby, Du Cao told huangfuyue in detail about the danger of postpartum depression, so huangfuyue understood how terrible it was.

Huangfuyue took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "now tell the world, admit all the credit of ducao, and canonize ducao as the princess of protecting the country. If someone says something evil again, there will be no amnesty for killing him!"

"Yes

Xiaoliangzi was excited to fly.

It's not everyone's glory to tell the world, but it's worth it.

This matter soon calmed down. There were no more rumors in the capital. In fact, it was just not so serious.

Mocaoxuan also reopened, and everything is better.

"Xiaocao, the emperor has made you a princess to protect the country."

Ji Shumo came in with the imperial edict: "you see, all these are your achievements. The emperor said that you are the benefactor of Yong'an."

"Really?"

Du Cao looked at the Edict and felt better. He laughed: "he still has a little conscience!"

"Xiaocao, it's such a fine day today. Shall I take you and your children out for a walk?" Ji Shumo finally saw the smile on Du Cao's face.

This is probably the first smile in three months. It's really not easy.