Her Sniper

Mrs. Jiang really didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. She could only pacify and say, "silly child, what nonsense do you say? It's all at this stage. Besides, even if it's OK, if you are willing to write poetry or not, you'd better sit for a while and save your strength!"

He knows the truth, but how can he sit down.

In this way, the shouts in the delivery room were intermittent, and each sound seemed to cut Mr. sniper's heart. He clenched his fist hard, and his nails bit by bit penetrated his palm, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

I don't know how long after that, he suffered as if he had spent a century. The door slowly opened, and he rushed to find that only the doctor came out.

Mr. sniper raised his heart to his throat and suppressed his excitement

The doctor waved his hand in a hurry. Without waiting for Mr. sniper to speak, he left quickly. After a while, another doctor came in again.

"Doctor, how is my wife?"

"Please rest assured that we will try our best..."

The doctor walked quickly, leaving only one sentence, and the door closed again.

"What What does he mean? "

Mr. sniper was stunned and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"He assured us that she would be ok..."

But Mr. sniper thought it was a bad sentence.

As time goes by, Wen's cries become more and more frequent.

Mr. sniper wanted to bear all the pain for her. His eyes were astringent. He bowed his head, rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingers and rubbed them behind him.

Mrs. Jiang can't help sighing how deep their feelings are that makes Jiang Mo Shen feel so miserable.

Suddenly, there seems to be a stir in the delivery room. Mr. sniper comes to the door warily, and Mrs. Jiang also stands up.

"Whoa -"

it's a baby crying!

"Yes! I have a baby

Mrs. Jiang exclaimed excitedly. After tossing about for a long time, Wen Shishi finally gave birth. She cried and laughed, holding Mr. sniper's hand excitedly.

Mr. sniper was relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

Mrs. Jiang took his hand and found that the scars on the broad palm of her hand were all gouged out by her nails. She could not help frowning: "Why are you suffering?"

Mr. sniper pulled the corner of his mouth and took back his hand. He didn't get over the baby's cry just now.

"I don't know how Maybe too nervous! "

"I'll apply some medicine later. I'm also in the hospital..." Mrs. Jiang told.

Mr. sniper nodded perfunctorily, watched the doctor come out and blurted out, "is she OK, Shishi?"

The nurse behind joked: "why didn't the first sentence ask a boy or a girl?"

"Boy or girl?" Mrs. Jiang asked expectantly.

Mr. sniper never cares about this, as long as people are safe, boys and girls are their treasures.

"Congratulations to you two. It's a boy. Mother and son are safe."

Mrs. Jiang opened her mouth with a smile.

Mother and son are safe!

He hadn't heard such reassuring words for a long time. These four words were like a tranquilizer and brought his whole life back to life.

He looked down, laughing and breathing deeply.

"Thank you Thank you He gave thanks from the bottom of his heart.

"When the puerpera is transferred to the ward, you can go to see her, but pay attention to let the puerpera have more rest!"

"I know, I know!" Mrs. Jiang was so excited that she didn't know where to put her hands.

After the doctor left, Mr. sniper looked at Mrs. Jiang with a happy face and was in a good mood.

"It's hard today, auntie. It's late. You should go to have a rest as soon as possible."

"It's not hard, it's not hard, what's hard is poetry, but it's too late. I'll go to your grandmother's place to accompany her, and I'll tell her the good news as soon as she wakes up!"

Mr. sniper smiles and nods.

It's late at night, when Wen Shishi is packed up and pushed into the ward, she is already asleep.

The nurse specially told him not to disturb Wen Shishi.

Mr. sniper nodded obediently and sat beside the bed with the desk lamp on.

The wind outside the window is blowing gently, and the moon is soft, just like Mr. sniper's eyes.

He gently rubbed his face against Wen Shishi's hand and unconsciously wet his eyes.

At the moment, Wen Shishi's lips are pale, her hair is still a little bit dry, all of them are soaked in sweat, and the tears in the corner of her eyes are still there.

"It hurts." He whispered to himself.

He looked at her like this, the moonlight gradually faded, and the sky became grey.

In the last few hours, Mr. sniper felt sleepy and fell asleep beside his bed.When he woke up again, the nurse woke him up.

When the nurse came to change the dressing for Wen Shishi, Mr. sniper had to avoid it.

He took a look at Wen Shishi, who was still sleeping, and his mouth gradually rose.

Mr. sniper went to wash his face, looked at the time, and was ready to buy some breakfast for Wen Shishi. When she changed her medicine, she could eat it.

So thinking, his steps are light up, and he looked at the people are inexplicably received a smile full of goodwill.

Mr. sniper didn't notice at all. There was another acquaintance who just came

Sun Sijing looked at Mr. sniper and left with a smile, and suddenly realized -

"she didn't give birth to it!"

On the other hand, after changing the medicine, Wen Shishi didn't see Mr. sniper, so he called to the nurse's little sister.

"Hello, did you see anyone when you came?"

"Oh, your husband has been with you all night. I just woke him up and asked him to go out. I guess he will stretch out outside?"

"Good Thank you

Wen's poetry stealthily raised the corner of his mouth.

"So What I heard yesterday is true.... "

She couldn't help laughing at what he said yesterday.

"What do you think of, laughing so happily?"

Wen Shishi was startled and raised her eyes to see Mr. sniper coming in with a big bag of breakfast.

"You don't walk soundly!"

Seeing that the spirit of Wen Shishi's meeting was not bad, Mr. sniper laughed happily.

"I heard that pregnant women would be very picky after giving birth, so I bought one breakfast for each of them."

"You..."

Wen Shishi was surprised and speechless. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

She wanted to say something else, but she was hugged by Mr. sniper.

Not as usual, he held her very lightly for fear of hurting her.

"Yesterday I'm sorry... "

Wen Shishi was at a loss, but seeing him so sincere, he was moved: "fool, I'm sorry for what."

I'm sorry that I didn't accompany you in time;

I'm sorry that I didn't share the pain for you;

I'm sorry that I promised that I would not let you suffer any more

There are a lot of sorry, he swallowed in his stomach.

"Well It's OK. By the way, have you seen the baby? "

When it comes to children, Wen Shishi is a little excited. In fact, it's just a cursory glance. She really can't stand it.