Chapter 659 The Modern Story (96)

Xuanyuan Jiaye was holding a meeting here, but the secretary came over suddenly and told him that Ai Ling had entered the hospital.

He stood up abruptly, left the politicians and reporters who were waiting for the meeting, and strode away in a hurry.

In the hospital, when Xuanyuan Jiaye arrived, the operation was already in progress, he wandered anxiously outside the door, when a nurse ran out of the operating room, he grabbed the nurse.

"How is my wife now?" His gloomy face almost frightened the nurse.

"She...she...the president's wife is fine, everything...is going well!" the nurse replied tremblingly.

Song Yuchao hurriedly pulled him back, "Don't worry, you'll be fine, this is the best hospital in our city, don't worry, the nurse said everything is going well."

"Successful fart!" Xuanyuan Jiaye shrugged his hand away, "Obviously there is still one month before the due date!"

This is obviously a sign of premature birth. Since it is premature, it will be a loss to both the fetus and the mother.

After waiting anxiously for more than half an hour, the light in front of the operating room finally went out. When the door of the operating room opened, Xuanyuan Jiaye rushed up, looking at Ai Ling who had fallen asleep, and his heart tightened.

"Is she okay?" At this moment, his heart arose again, after all, she almost died when Bubble was born.

"Mr. President, don't worry, Madam is indeed premature, but there is nothing wrong with the fetus. Madam is also tired, and she will be fine after a night of sleep." The doctor said in a cold sweat.

Only now did Xuanyuan Jiaye heave a sigh of relief, and hurriedly booked a high-end ward, where eight bodyguards took turns guarding the room 24 hours a day.

Just like that, Xuanyuan Jiaye personally took care of her for a month and a half before Ai Ling was discharged from the hospital.

He was born as a little boy, and the little guy was not very active because he was born prematurely, but Ai Ling wanted to cry every time he opened his eyes, because this guy looked so alive that he was the reincarnation of Bubble.

But his slightly dull eyes made Ai Ling's heart throbbing.

Maybe it was the mother-child connection, or she was too nervous, Ai Ling always felt that something was wrong with this child.

But she thought it was because she was too sensitive, and she didn't mention it to Xuanyuan Jiaye until the little guy was half a year old.

"Is there something wrong with any of your sons?"

Xuanyuan Jiaye frowned and looked at her, "You also found out?"

Because the little guy looks too similar to Bubble, they directly named the little guy Bubble, also because they miss Bubble so much.

"This child has never cried since he was so old, and he didn't know how to find someone when he was hungry. His eyes were a little empty. You said he..." Ai Ling was about to burst into tears as she spoke.

She didn't dare to imagine if there was something wrong with the child, but as a mother, she would be worried, even if the child really had something wrong, she would not dislike it.

"Don't worry, tomorrow I'll bring some well-known doctors over to show Bubble."

On the second day, Xuanyuan Jiaye rejected all the meetings and asked Song Yuchao to come with several internationally renowned pediatricians.

Seeing that the other party was Mr. President and Mrs. President, several doctors immediately cheered up.

"Please show me why this child doesn't cry or make trouble? It's not that I'm suspicious, but something is really wrong." Ai Ling walked to the doctor with her well-behaved little son in her arms.

Several doctors took the child carefully, rolled his eyelids, and shook him a few times. Finally, they got together and said nothing. Finally, one of the doctors, at the risk of being scolded, pinched him. Take the little guy's hand.

In the end, the little guy just frowned, his eyes were a little dazed, but he didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)

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