Good Morning, Dear

When Nan Youjin walked in, her legs were soft: "Bodhisattva bless, no bad news, no bad painting... Bodhisattva bless..."

However, the Bodhisattva did not bless him. As soon as he approached, he saw a bad picture. Blood, blood everywhere, blood gauze, blood water, blood clothes... Shocking and hard to move

"What are you doing standing there? Hurry up and take a video. Didn't you say you wanted to take it?" when Dr. Geng saw that he hadn't come over, he knew he was scared: "come here, it's okay, it's just a little bleeding. I can stand it. You move quickly, or the baby can't take it out. Don't blame me."

"..." Nan Youjin didn't know how many pictures flashed in her mind. She only knew that a sentence echoed in her ear: "it's okay, just a little bleeding... It's okay, just a little bleeding..."

The nurse put the camera in his hand, and he woke up. He smirked and walked over with the camera to take pictures... I went, it was cruel, and my belly was cut open... I went, it was cruel, and my hands were stretched into my stomach... I went, what was that regiment... I went, another knife

How cruel!!!

How cruel!!!

Fortunately, he's not a woman. Fortunately, he doesn't have to have children. Fortunately... Otherwise, he wants to die... He hasn't seen a woman have children before. He always thinks it's as easy as cutting watermelon. Now he sees it, it's not fun at all

Some dare not look. The camera turns to Cheng Qingyao: "mother to be, what's your feeling now? What's your feeling? Are you excited? Are you looking forward to it?"

"..." Cheng Qingyao is still awake, always awake. She can't look at the ceiling with her eyes open... Hey, how could this happen? How could this be the case? She thought about many results, but she didn't think it would be such a result. She was so sad, so sad... But what's the use of being sad? Everyone is an adult. If you make a choice, you have to bear the consequences

For her, giving up is giving up. There is no way back, and she can't go back.

For him, romantic is romantic, and marrying a son is also the result of his romantic. Now he may still love romantic. When he knows his wife's good and his son's close, he may change and become as good as before.

Hey!

be it so!

So forget and end it!

Unexpectedly, she is also a woman with a husband and children. She can no longer think about other people's husband and have any delusions about him. If we meet again one day, she can only nod with him and make nodding friends.

"Sorry, nanyoujin, I failed you again." Cheng Qingyao knew that she was wrong and that she shouldn't move that emotion at this time, which hurt her baby, herself and nanyoujin's hard work for more than half a year.

Nan Youjin touched her face and loved her very much: "silly girl, what silly words do you say? We don't have anyone to live up to. Stick to it and you'll see the baby in a moment. Guess whether it's a son or a daughter?"

Cheng Qingyao took anesthetic and didn't feel any pain, but she could feel a knife sliding on her body. However, she was still looking forward to seeing the baby in a moment. She was very happy: "of course, it's a daughter. You can guess?"

"So sure? Still so sure? OK, I'll take a picture. I'll see if it's like this." Nan Youjin shook her hand and turned the lens to the belly skin. Er, it's cruel, it's cruel. Cutting her belly doesn't count. It's also necessary to cut her uterus and pull out a small meat ball from it.

Pull it out!

Find out!

Before he was full-term, the little meat ball was so small that he couldn't cry. Dr. Geng patted his ass several times before he said something. His voice was as light as a mouse.

Nan Youjin's lens moved closer, closer, and took a hard look at the little body, puffing and laughing. "It's really a daughter! Yaoyao, it's a daughter, looks like..." after a pause, she still picked a good voice and said, "it's beautiful..." in fact, it's too ugly. Her face is full of wrinkled skin and blood, mainly because she is too small, I can't even find my facial features

Fortunately, it's my own, or I'll hate it and want to lose it!

Cheng Qingyao couldn't see it. Hearing him say, he was more curious to see what he looked like and who he looked like. She stretched her neck and waited for a long time without waiting. For a while, she said to cut the umbilical cord, for a while, she said to weigh, for a while, she said she had entered the warm box, and for a while, she said she needed to sew here, which was inconvenient to push over... In short, there were many excuses, so anxious that she wanted to lose her temper.

But I saw it!

When the wound was sewn, Dr. Geng asked the nurse to push the warm box to her side and let her see: "how? Do you feel that you are particularly great, have created miracles, and have brought her to the world safely."

Cheng Qingyao wanted to cry a little. The mood was indescribable, excited, nervous, and worried about becoming a mother: "I will be a good mother, protect her and let her grow up safely." however, my daughter is so poor. Her small body is only three and a half kilograms, half lighter than a full-term fetus, and her hands and feet are twice as small.

The hands and feet of a full-term fetus are very small, and the daughter who is twice as small is smaller. It looks like a pocket baby!

However, she is still very beautiful, with a small nose, small eyes, small mouth, excellent facial features, and a standard melon seed face. Nan Youjin said she was like her, but she felt: "like dad."

Nan Youjin smiled: "if you look like your father, you will be ugly, or if you look like your mother, you will be beautiful."

"That's like a mother!" Cheng Qingyao didn't refuse. She was eager for her daughter to kiss like her: "Youjin, give your daughter a name..."