Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"Are you sure all the people in the operating room are ours?" Yar asked.

"It's all checked. It's our man," Tom said respectfully.

YAL was still a little worried. "You can arrange another nurse to go in to avoid any accidents."

Tom immediately stood up and went to find the nurse. Cheng Ziyu sat on the other side silently. It was not his child, but he was inexplicably very nervous.

"Take a deep breath," said the nurse to the wind.

Feng ChuChu hurriedly took a few deep breaths. It really hurt. Feng ChuChu felt that his lower body was about to tear. It was a male doctor who delivered her.

I don't know why Feng ChuChu feels that the male doctor is strange, but the pain under her body makes her forget about the doctor soon.

"Come on, I see the head," said the nurse.

The male doctor's eyes flashed. He pressed the downwind's stomach, and the wind screamed in pain.

"Doctor, what are you doing?" the nurse asked puzzled. Although there was no problem pressing the stomach, the doctor was a little cruel.

The male doctor said without changing his face, "help her have a natural birth. Stop it. Look, I opened a few fingers."

The doctor was the biggest in the operating room. The nurse didn't say anything. She hurried to see the children.

The doctor put his hand on Feng ChuChu's lower abdomen. He didn't know where to press it. The child retracted. Feng ChuChu screamed again.

"What's the matter?" the little nurse exclaimed. They didn't notice the doctor's little moves just after they quit.

The doctor held his glasses and said, "contractions, it's all right, just a minute."

Feng ChuChu had no experience in this field because it was his first production. Although he felt the doctor press his stomach, he didn't think too much.

She clenched her teeth and tried hard to take the child, but gradually she lost her strength, but the child still didn't come out. Even if she held an induced labor clip, she couldn't get the child out. In this way, both adults and children are in danger.

"Doctor, have a caesarean section," the nurse suggested.

"No, now pregnant women are not suitable for caesarean section," the doctor said seriously. Then he looked at Xiang Feng clearly. "Can you hold on, miss?"

Feng clearly and weakly nodded, bit his teeth and exerted himself again.

"Show your head," said the nurse. The doctor pressed a certain position of the lower abdomen again. The child slipped down again. The wind screamed at the doctor. This time she was completely powerless.

"No, it's bleeding," the nurse exclaimed.

The doctor smiled with satisfaction. This time his little move was clearly seen by a little nurse. The little nurse immediately walked behind the doctor and knocked the doctor unconscious with a knife.

"What are you doing?" the other nurses looked at her puzzled.

"There's something wrong with this man," said Emma, the doctor's nurse. "Go and tell Mr. Yar that Miss Cora won't last long."

A little nurse hurried out.

"How's it going, nurse?" Cheng Ziyu asked, holding the little nurse.

The little nurse looked at Yar and said, "Mr. Yar, the doctor has a problem. Now miss Cora is very dangerous. She has to find a doctor quickly."

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Ziyu let go of the little nurse with red eyes. He just wanted to rush in, but was stopped by other nurses.

YAL stood up with a gloomy face. Tom hurried to find the doctor. As a result, he found a circle and didn't see any doctor.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yar, the doctors in the hospital have disappeared," Tom said with his head down.

YAL immediately took out his cell phone and dialed a phone. "Hello, Jesse, you come to Saint Grace Hospital right now."

After hanging up, YAL said to Tom, "Tom, send someone to pick him up right away."

After a while, a 16-year-old boy with blond hair and blue eyes ran over with Tom and said breathlessly, "Uncle Yar, are you sure you want me to go in?"

Cheng Ziyu is using all his abilities to find a doctor. As a result, the doctors seem to be better and disappear.

"Get in there right away," Yar said expressionless.

The young man who asked Jesse to run into the operating room immediately. He looked at the wind. The situation was really not optimistic. He was vaguely excited. The nurses disinfected him and changed his clothes.

Out of a semi coma stroke, I vaguely saw an overly young doctor standing in front of her, and then I lost consciousness.

When Feng ChuChu woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the third day. She slowly opened her eyes and her memory slowly returned. She remembered everything in the operating room. She quickly sat up and accidentally involved the wound on her stomach. She was in a cold sweat of pain.

She touched her stomach and it flattened.

"You've just had a caesarean section. You'd better not move," said Yar.

"Yes, sister ChuChu, lie down quickly," said Cheng Ziyu, holding Feng ChuChu's waist to let her lie down, but Feng ChuChu suddenly grabbed Cheng Ziyu's arm and asked excitedly, "where's my child, where's my child?"

"Wait until you lie down," Cheng Ziyu advised,

"Where is my child?" Feng asked again.

"Don't worry. He's fine. He's in the nursery."

"I'm going to see him!" Feng's clear tone was full of determination. Cheng Ziyu looked at ya'er hesitantly.

"Is there something wrong with him, you say?" Feng ChuChu cried. It was a little life in her stomach for ten months, and it was all of life!

"Tom comes with a wheelchair." YAL called Tom.

Feng ChuChu finally calmed down. After a while, Tom pushed a wheelchair into the ward. Cheng Ziyu held Feng ChuChu to the wheelchair.

Then he pushed the wind into a special nursery. Cheng Ziyu pointed to a wrinkled, pale baby in a incubator and said, "that's your son."

Cheng Ziyu could not bear it in his voice. The wind narrowed the incubator clearly and excitedly. This is her child. The child connected with her blood "why is his face so pale and why does he look so weak"

Cheng Ziyu lowered his head. He really didn't know how to answer this question.

Yar said in a flat tone, "he stayed in your stomach too long at birth, resulting in severe hypoxia, so now he is still in danger."

"How could this happen..." Feng murmured clearly.

"Don't worry, the doctor will try his best to treat him," Cheng Ziyu comforted.

The baby in the incubator unconsciously ate his fingers. The wind touched her child across the glass. Tears fell down all at once. Baby, you must be strong. Your mother has never held you and taken care of you.

Suddenly, the little baby seemed to have poor breathing, and his face turned pale and red.

"Call the doctor, call the doctor!" Feng ChuChu shouted quickly. She tried to stand up with the handrail, but the wound on her stomach made her fall back into the wheelchair.

Cheng Ziyu hurriedly ran out. After a while, the doctor and nurse ran over and carried the child out.