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Feng Jingchen spirit a Lin, back two steps, looking at the nurse holding the child out, quickly meet up.

With the big mouth closed, the small one is like a red quilt.

"Sorry, it's not from your family." Said the nurse awkwardly, avoiding his outstretched hand.

"What about my family?" Feng Jing Chen was flustered and rushed to the inside, "where is dye dye?"

"Sir, you can't go in without disinfection." The nurses pushed him out.

Feng Jingchen died in a hurry. He wished he could not slap these women all over the Pacific Ocean so that they could no longer stop him from seeing Ranran.

But you can't go in without disinfection! You can't hurt dye, can you? He stepped out of the gate and put his forehead against the small window.

Anxious, uneasy, these words can not describe his current mood. He felt that he was being grilled on the fire. When he was about to cook, he was pulled down and thrown directly into the Arctic wind. His whole body was stiff and his heart was frozen.

"How could it have been so long?" He looked at his watch. He couldn't help but knock at the door.

The nurse had no choice but to come out and persuade him in a low voice, "Sir, a woman has a baby like this. This is still a cesarean section. The time will be shorter. If they were born by themselves, some people would take a long time. Just be patient... "

"How patient, she was born prematurely. How can someone tell me about it? What about the kids? You can read me out and let me in. " Feng Jingchen asked anxiously.

"Wait a minute, sir." The nurse pushed him out again.

The heel just touched the ground, and someone came out with the baby in his arms. Feng Jingchen's breath was tight. He pulled away the nurse in front of him and strode over.

"It's not yours, sir." The nurse drew back again and whispered, "your family is premature. You will go directly into the incubator. Now you have been sent to the intensive care unit. You should observe it for one night."

"What? Why didn't you say that? What about dyeing? "

His face sank, and he walked quickly inside, regardless of their obstruction.

"Sir, sir, your wife is stitching up the wound. She is in good condition, and the child is also good. Would you like to see the child first?"

The nurses had a headache, and the head nurse ran over to coax him to see the children.

"I don't need to look after children now..." Feng Jingchen twisted his eyebrows and said with a black face, "I want to see my wife. Please get out of the way."

"Sir, you can't break in!" The head nurse grabbed him and said helplessly, "every operating room inside is a lying in woman. You can't go in!"

"Come out." At this time, a nurse pointed to the end of the corridor and yelled, saying a relief.

Feng Jingchen looked forward and the cart was coming out slowly.

"Dyeing." He strode over, held her cart, caressed her face with heartache, and called softly.

"Out?" Muqin pinched his cigarette and ran over quickly. He pushed the nurse away with his shoulder and leaned down to see Lu Shiran.

Two such handsome men supported the cart by the side of the cart. Several nurses were stunned and couldn't tell which one was her husband.

"The woman is still under anesthesia. Let's take her back to the ward first. We can't get out of here with you in the way. " The head nurse patted him and whispered.

Feng Jingchen wrung his eyebrows, pulled the nurse out of the cart and pushed it out with his own hands.

Jin Xiaoluo also chased over, and two people pushed the bed carefully into the elevator.

The ward was very tense, but Feng Jingchen arranged a single room for her. She was carefully carried to the hospital bed, the hanging bottle was hung, and the monitoring instrument was turned on.

Three people stand beside the hospital bed, looking at the pale Lu Jiran.

"When will you wake up? How is the operation going? " Feng Jingchen asked anxiously.

The nurse adjusted the dropping speed of the bottle to Lu Shiran and whispered, "it depends on the physical condition. Some people will wake up soon, while others will sleep longer."

"Ranran, sleep well." Feng Jingchen twisted his eyebrows, bent down, stroked her cold cheek, and whispered.

"Would you like to see the baby, sir?" The nurse asked again.

Until now, Feng Jingchen thought of asking, "how is the child?"

"Good, but it's light weight. I'll have to stay in the incubator a little longer." The nurse looked at him strangely and asked softly, "you haven't asked if it's a man or a woman."

"Daughter, of course." Feng Jingchen twisted his eyebrows and asked, isn't that his daughter?

"It's a son." The nurse also twisted her eyebrows and whispered, "have you ever done B-mode ultrasound before? Is there a mistake? It's a son. "

"Congratulations, you have a boy." Muqin came to him, thumped on his shoulder and said with a smile.

It's a son! I have been guessing that she is a daughter. I heard that her stomach is round, but the original statement is not accurate.

Feng Jingchen's eyes slowly filled with tenderness and said in a low voice: "Stinky boy, just come out and let his mother get a knife, and then see how to deal with him.""Oh, look at you." Muqin beat him again and said with a smile, "I'll go first. I won't be the lamp here. You can take good care of Ranran. I'll go to see my son."

"I'll go too, and then I'll prepare dinner for you." Kim whispered.

"Go ahead." Feng Jingchen waved his hand without looking back.

The ward is quiet. Lu Shiran's breathing is a little heavy and slow, and her eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. Feng Jingchen stroked her with his fingers, but failed to smooth it.

"This girl, really can't leave the line of sight for a minute and a second. She can also get the child out of the bathroom." Feng Jingchen ordered her nose and said helplessly, "where I go from now on, I'll put you there."

"To see the children?" The nurse put her head in and asked him again.

Yes, I should go and see my son.

He hesitated for a moment. He was really worried about leaving Lu Shiran for half a step. What if she woke up and couldn't see him?

"Wait a minute." He twisted his eyebrows and said without looking back.

"Ah, the first time I saw a man who didn't care about his son." The nurse walked away in surprise.

Feng Jingchen as if did not hear, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, quietly staring at her. All over the world, the only person who can affect his heart is Lu Shiran. That son of a bitch, let's row back first

Ah, I really want to run to see him right away

He looks at Lu Zhiran, and his heart turns into a ball.

……

After the anesthetics woke up, Lu Shiran was trapped in unspeakable pain. Knife edge pain, stomach pain, empty stomach as if there is a shadow of a pony in random rush.

"Fengjingchen, I feel pain." She wrinkled her face and shook her head sadly.

"Are analgesics useless?" Feng Jingchen bent over and looked at her anxiously, not knowing what to do.

Not only she, but also the lying in woman on the opposite side is crying. She has been crying for more than two hours, but the mouth of the palace is not open, that is, she can't give birth. These sound, let Feng Jingchen like walking on the tight steel wire, scared.

"It's no use. I'm in pain." Lu Shiran wiped her tears and said painfully, "the knife edge is painful, and it hurts inside..."

"I blow..." At a loss, he bowed his head and blew at her stomach.

"It's no use, it's useless. It's too painful." Lu Shiran is still crying, sobbing and swallowing, with tears all over her face.

"I'll call the doctor." Feng Jingchen couldn't look down. He stood up and left.

"Don't leave." Lu picked Ran's hand and grabbed the corner of his coat.

"Then I'll ring the bell." Feng Jingchen quickly sat down, bent over, gently held her hand, whispered: "if it hurts too much, how about you bite my hand?"

"No, your hands have been touched everywhere today, so I don't want to bite your hands." Lu Shiran looked at him with tears and asked, "how long do I have to hurt? I don't want to hurt for a second... "

Feng Jingchen frowned and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."

"Why I'm sorry?" Lu Shiran bit his lip and asked him tremblingly.

"I hurt you." Feng Jingchen said gently.

Lu Shiran was in great pain and grabbed his hand and said, "Wuwu, my heart has hurt for you, and my body has also hurt for you. You must be good to me all your life, Feng Jingchen."

"Of course." Feng Jingchen nodded repeatedly.

Today, he knew how the caesarean section was going on. Seeing her trembling with pain, he also began to feel the pain together. He would like to take the place of her.

"And our children? Hold it and show it to me. " Lu Shiran sniffed and sobbed.

"I can't hold him yet. He's too young. He has to stay in the incubator for a while in the intensive care unit. You can get out of bed and walk around in a few days. I'll take you to see him Feng Jingchen said in a low voice.

"I'm so sorry for the baby. She's in my stomach and has been running with me and grieving with me. Now I'm driving her out before I let her live full time. She won't like me in the future. " Lu Shiran stayed for a long time and began to cry again. "And, premature babies, their physique will be very bad. I'm so sorry for the baby..."

"Shh Shhh... " Feng Jingchen grabbed the handkerchief and kept wiping her tears. "Dye dye, you can't cry like this. The doctor says it's bad for your eyes."

"I don't want eyes, I want my baby to be healthy I feel sorry for the baby

The more Lu Shiran thinks about it, the more worried he is. How small is it for a child less than three jin? Is Feng Jingchen's fist big? Leave mother's belly, a person lying in the incubator, will not be very afraid?

"Shall we go and see her?" She shook Feng Jingchen's hand and whispered to him.

"It's not right now. You've just opened the knife. How can you go down to the ground? Go tomorrow. You see, there are so many tubes on you... "

Feng Jingchen looked down at her body. The catheter had not been pulled out. Gauze was pasted on the wound. With her moving movement, a corner of white was exposed from time to time, with a faint color of blood. How can you get out of bed and walk around like this?"I want to see Baby I really want to see... " She sobbed.

"No, Dyan. How about tomorrow morning?" Feng Jingchen had no choice but to refuse her.

"You won't let me see Is it Is the baby gone? "

All of a sudden, Lu Shiran's mind was blank and he began to cry. The more Feng Jingchen refused, the more frightened she became. She was really afraid to hear the terrible news.

"What nonsense, how can it be gone?"