Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 1389 Yiren, wake up

The doctor raised his hand and patted his ass a few times, but there was still no movement.

"What's going on?" The doctor's face became serious, thinking that her hand was not strong enough, she slapped it a few more times.

clap clap.

The applause was crisp.

The child still didn't respond, a doctor reached out and took the child, "I'll do it."

I took a few shots, but to no avail.

She stretched out her index finger and placed it under the child's nose, her expression horrified.

"Not breathing..."

This sentence was very soft, but Yan Yiren heard it.

Her pupils were constricted, she stretched out her hand mournfully, and cried, "My child, my child!"

"Don't get excited!" The doctor grabbed her hand and comforted her: "The child will be fine!"

However, when the Yanyi people snatched the child over, the little bun didn't even breathe.

Yan Yiren couldn't accept this result, and cried into tears holding the child, calling Xiao Baozi over and over again with a trembling voice.

Outside, the people who were waiting anxiously gathered around after seeing the doctor come out.

"Doctor, how is the situation?"

The doctor pulled off the mask, "It's a little boy..."

"That's great!" Zhou Muyao hugged Chu Gan, his eyes became moist.

Mrs. Yun also breathed a sigh of relief, and relievedly let go of the hand that was tightly grasping Yun Anliu's arm.

"But..." Under the tremendous pressure, the doctor bit the bullet and said the bad news: "During the birth, the baby was deprived of oxygen in the mother's womb and died of suffocation."

"What?!" Qi Fenghe, who was still smiling, turned from surprise to bad news, and she couldn't accept the news for a while.

It was dark before his eyes, and the world suddenly spun.

"Grandma!" Chu Yixiu supported her, "Don't get excited."

The doctor lowered his head: "Please give me condolences."

"How could this be, how could it be..." Madam Yun murmured and rushed into the emergency room.

Yan Yiren couldn't bear the blow anymore, and fainted on the operating table.

The child was held by the doctor. Mrs. Yun glanced at it and put her hand under his nose, but he was not breathing.

Her heart turned cold, she withdrew her hand, and closed her eyes in pain.

After the doctor nodded, he took the child out for everyone to see for the last time.

Yan Yiren had already fainted, and after Qi Fenghe glanced at his grandson, he made a decision: "Let's cremate it... Yiren will only be more sad when he wakes up and sees the child."

Things have come to this, the child who died in infancy will always have to deal with funeral affairs, sooner or later it doesn't matter.

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A week later.

In the quiet ward, only Mrs. Yun's rambling voice could be heard.

Hospital bed | Lying on the bed was a woman with a delicate face but a pale complexion.

Mrs. Yun took a wet towel and wiped her hands meticulously, "Yiren, you have been sleeping for so many days, wake up quickly. The godmother is very worried about you, do you have the heart to see the godmother so sad?"

The nurse reminded her, "Mrs. Yun, it's lunch time. Go and eat, we're here."

Madam Yun shook her head, "I don't have any appetite, let's eat later."

Putting down the towel in her hand, Madam Yun raised her hand and touched Yan Yiren's thin face: "Yiren, wake up quickly."

After a long time, the eyelashes of the unconscious person trembled twice.

Mrs. Yun thought that her eyesight was wrong, so she held her breath and stared at Yan Yiren for a moment.

In the next second, those tightly closed eyes finally opened slowly after being in a coma for a week.

Yan Yiren opened his eyes, and what he saw was dazzling white.

The smell of disinfectant is really unlikable.

(End of this chapter)