Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Mo Qingyan blushed to his ears. Does he remember every time?

Look at the expression of the female doctor. She seems to be surprised. She really wants to dig a hole in the ground. Forget it. She's so shy.

It's just my aunt's pain. Just prescribe some painkillers. Why do you ask these questions?

The doctor's fingers were tapping on the keyboard and didn't know what it was written? Won't you write down the question just now?

What a shame. What a shame.

Mo Qingyan turned his head and stared at Li Ting. It's all his fault. Don't let him send him to the doctor next time.

Li tingjue was expressionless, and then stretched out his big hand to touch her little face. The girl was still too thin. Her face was not as big as a slap. She had to eat more in the future.

"Your uterus..."

"Doctor, does my wife need a drip? Give her some nutrition and pain relief."

Li tingjue immediately interrupted the doctor and warned her not to talk.

The doctor looked at him and Mo Qingyan. It turns out that such a patient doesn't know her own situation, but think about it, she may be sad.

"Mo Qingyan, go out and wait first. I have a few words to say to your husband."

Mo Qingyan got up, and Li tingjue held her shoulders with a big hand, "you help you out."

She shook her head and squeezed a smile out of her pale little face.

"No, I can go by myself."

Watching her go out slowly, the door of the consulting room closed.

The doctor asked Li tingjue to sit down, and the air in the house became condensed. Li Ting was so cold that most people couldn't bear it.

The female doctor coughed twice to ease the atmosphere.

"Her physical condition is that she can't get pregnant anymore. When the fetus grows up, her uterus can't bear it and it's easy to bleed. So as her husband, you must take measures."

Li Ting was very clear about this, and then asked her some professional questions and conditioning questions.

Mo Qingyan sat at the door for a while. She got up and went to the bathroom. When she came out of the bathroom, she had to pass a short section of the garden. No one was there when she used to. At this time, an old lady was sitting on a stone chair by the side of the road. An old lady with very good temperament looked familiar, so she looked more.

When she passed by, she grabbed her hand, and then her eyes lit up.

"Bessie, my Bessie."

She stared at her neck and kept calling Bessie's name.

Mo Qingyan knew that she must have recognized the wrong person, so he patted her hand, "grandma, you recognize the wrong person, I'm not."

"Yes, you are. How can I not know my granddaughter?"

Her voice was choking, her eyes were kind, and tears flowed down her eyes. It seems a little excited and happy.

At this time, a doctor and nurse ran over, "take her hand, madam. Why did you come here? Come back with me."

The old lady didn't want to, "I don't want to, I won't go back."

Turning his head, he kept looking at Mo Qingyan. At this time, several doctors came, one of whom told Mo Qingyan.

"The patient has mental problems. Don't care, miss."

Looking at the old lady reluctantly taken away by them, Mo Qingyan was a little uncomfortable. It was pathetic.

"What are you looking at?"

Li tingjue came over and swept her shoulder. Looking at her, she looked a little sad.

Mo Qingyan came back, "seeing an old lady with mental problems, she recognized me as someone else."