The beautiful wife of the president

At this time, in the examination room, Ji Weiyang carried Zhanyan to the hospital bed. The doctor lifted off her clothes, applied some lubricant on her skin, and gently moved the probe over her flat lower abdomen. ( !@

A gestational sac with a diameter of about 1 cm in the uterus could be clearly seen on the monitor. It turned out that Ji Weiyang had not lied to her. Her baby was really still there. After going through such a big ordeal, he was still in her care. In his belly, his vitality is so tenacious, he is so eager to come to this world.

Although he has not yet formed an embryo, he can only vaguely see the embryo, and he has not seen the fetal heartbeat at this time, but after 50 days, he can see the embryo and the fetal heartbeat, and after 60 days, the embryo begins to form, and then gradually grows in her stomach. Big and gradually formed, this is the gestation of human blood inheritance.

Thinking of this, Zhanyan would feel that he is the happiest person in the world.

"Look, the fetus is here, about 1 centimeter in size. It is currently developing well and in a stable condition. However, the emotions of the pregnant woman have a great influence on it. You must not be too excited and maintain a good attitude." The doctor said calmly and calmly. The professional voice has been echoing in my ears.

Zhanyan looked at the monitor quietly, with a slight smile on her lips, her emotions had calmed down, and she obediently lay on the hospital bed for the doctor to examine.It's just that she suddenly felt very tired, and her eyelids were very heavy. She really wanted to sleep peacefully.

"Yanyan, look, I didn't lie to you, our baby is fine, he will grow up in your womb soon, Yanyan, you are going to be a mother soon." Ji Weiyang held her coldly Her small hand, warm thin lips gently kissed the back of her hand.

Zhanyan's gaze moved towards him slowly, but she felt that her vision became more and more blurred, and his voice became more and more ethereal. In the end, she slowly closed her eyes, and a clear teardrop silently fell down the corner of her eye咴.

Zhanyan seemed to be asleep, with a happy smile on the corner of her lips.

However, Ji Weiyang's face changed, and he turned pale instantly, because he saw that Zhanyan's body was bleeding, and the white patient gown was dyed bright red.

"It's not good, the patient is bleeding, call the attending doctor quickly." The examining doctor also panicked.

Zhanyan was quickly pushed into the operating room, and Ji Weiyang was isolated outside the door. He sat on the bench and waited, as if his whole body had been hollowed out.

When Ji Ting hurried over, she saw Ji Weiyang hanging his head, guarding outside the operating room, looking so lonely and vicissitudes.

She walked over and patted his shoulder lightly, "Don't worry, Zhanyan will be fine."

"En." Ji Weiyang responded, but his voice was so weak.

"Dad already knows about Zhanyan's hospitalization, and he will come over in the afternoon." Ji Ting said, trying to distract Ji Weiyang.

He supported his forehead with one hand, and shook his head lightly, "It's not convenient for Yanyan to see people in her current state, let's talk about it when she recovers."

Ji Ting sighed like nothing, and didn't speak again.She is also worried to death now.If the child Zhanyan really couldn't keep it, the old man's blood pressure might rise again, and he might have answered Su Ying's words in the end. After a lot of tossing, the joy would be in vain.

This time, I didn't wait too long, and the door of the operating room opened soon.

"Doctor, how is my wife?" Ji Weiyang took the lead to meet her.

"There is a slight sign of miscarriage, but it's not serious. You don't need to worry too much. As long as you take good care of it later, the baby can still be saved." The doctor ordered a few more words, and then Zhanyan was quickly transferred back to the ward.

However, she began to fall asleep again, and fell asleep for two days in a row, during which she only woke up once, her consciousness was also vague, her eyes were half-opened, she looked at Ji Weiyang blankly, frowned, and muttered lightly One sentence, "It's really dirty."

Ji Weiyang stayed with her for several days and nights without eating or drinking. He never changed his shirt, didn't bother to wash up, and didn't shave his beard. He looked decadent, not to mention showing off, even his I feel dirty myself.

He held his cool and soft little hand, and pressed it against his handsome face, with a warm smile on his lips, "If you don't wake up, I will be even dirtier."

Zhanyan didn't open her mouth, she blinked her beautiful big eyes and stared at him quietly.

Ji Weiyang put his lips on the back of her hand and kissed her deeply, "Don't sleep anymore, wait for me for a while, I'll go take a bath."

He hurriedly took a shower in the bathroom of the ward, shaved off his beard, and changed into clean clothes, but when he came to the ward again, Zhanyan fell asleep again.

"Yanyan, I'm not dirty anymore, wake up and see me, okay?" Ji Weiyang held her jade-like white arm, but he couldn't wake her up no matter what.

He could only kiss her forehead helplessly, "Go to sleep, baby."

The slender fingertips gently brushed away the messy broken hair on her forehead, and adjusted the thin quilt on her body. Finally, the palms rested on her flat belly, and the palms pressed against her smooth skin. Warming her and the baby in her belly.

"Is Zhanyan awake yet?" Ji Ting pushed the door open, followed by Wei Jingnian and Lu Ruping.

"Just woke up for a while, and now I fell asleep again." Ji Weiyang said worriedly.

Lu Ruping put the thermos in her hand aside, and said half-sarcastically, "It's not surprising that Zhanyan has been lethargic since she was pregnant, and only you, a husband who doesn't understand the situation, can make such a fuss."

Ji Weiyang let her scold and didn't reply.Ji Ting stood aside, not daring to speak up, after all, the Ji family was wronged.

"You have to say a few words less." Wei Jingnian warned in a low voice.

Lu Ruping also had a temper, she slammed the thermos bucket heavily on the table, and said with a cold face, "Since Zhanyan hasn't woken up, let's go back first, some people give me a headache after seeing them."

After she finished speaking, she pulled Wei Jingnian and turned around to leave.

After the Wei family and his wife left, Ji Ting came over and patted Ji Weiyang on the shoulder, and said comfortingly, "The two old people are also distressed to show their beauty. After all, they are elders. Don't take what they say to your heart."

Ji Weiyang forced a smile, but said nothing.But Ji Ting understands that he is naturally very uncomfortable. She has seen this younger brother since she was a child, and she knows his temper best.Ji Weiyang was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He is proud and arrogant in the sky. Even if he is wrong, he will not allow outsiders to say anything wrong. If it is not for Zhanyan's parents, he will naturally not allow others to point fingers at him.

After night fell, the temperature dropped slightly. Ji Weiyang stood on the balcony smoking a cigarette. The cold night wind pierced through his thin shirt, revealing a hint of chill.Between the two slender fingers, the fireworks flickered on and off, and the faint smoke dispersed with the night wind.

After he smoked two cigarettes, he turned around and returned to the ward, and found that Zhanyan had woken up at some point, sitting on the hospital bed, looking at him for a moment.

On the other side, Ji Weiyang was slightly stunned, standing in front of the French window and watching her quietly, staring at each other deeply, for a long time, neither of them spoke.It seems that the surrounding scenery has gradually become indifferent, only two pairs of bright eyes are looking at each other affectionately.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Ji Weiyang's lips, and his eyes were as gentle as water, almost melting people.

"Ji Weiyang, I'm hungry." Zhanyan pouted slightly, breaking the silence.

Ji Weiyang came over with a smile, leaned over to kiss her, but Zhanyan turned his head away, his beautiful brows almost knit together, "You're smoking again."

"I'm sorry, it's not an example." Ji Weiyang smiled, with a surprisingly good attitude.

"It's like this every time." Zhanyan muttered, still a little dissatisfied.

Ji Weiyang laughed, and asked again, "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't have anything in particular to eat."

"What about the baby?" Ji Weiyang's eyes turned to Zhanyan's flat abdomen unconsciously.

Zhanyan frowned, seemed to think seriously for a while, and then said, "He wants to eat crab porridge."

"Seafood is raw and cold. Isn't it forbidden for pregnant women to eat it?" Ji Weiyang asked.

Zhanyan turned over and fell back on the bed, muttering, "Then you still ask me what I do, what can I eat and buy?"

Ji Weiyang froze in place, shaking his head helplessly, the pregnant woman's temper is getting worse and worse, it's really difficult to serve her.

Although it was difficult to serve, Ji Weiyang became a male servant willingly, walked out of the ward, called the assistant, and bought back all the things that Zhanyan liked to eat before.Ke Zhanyan only took two mouthfuls, and started to vomit again.

Seeing her lying on the sink vomiting non-stop, her little face turned pale, Ji Weiyang's heart ached.

After finally vomiting, Ji Weiyang carried her back to the hospital bed. "Has the reaction always been this big? How long will it take to vomit? It won't work if it goes on like this."

Zhanyan vomited uncomfortably and didn't have the energy to speak. He lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face pale, with tears in his eyes. He looked pitiful, and Ji Weiyang couldn't express his distress.

He sat on the edge of the bed, held her cold little hand, and kissed her lightly on his lips, "Is it hard? I'll go buy some plums for you, okay?"

Zhanyan shook his head, and said weakly, "I don't want to eat anything."

"How can I not eat, the baby will be malnourished."

"Wouldn't it be better if he didn't have him, and you'll be satisfied." Zhanyan suddenly withdrew his arm, like a little hedgehog.

The doctor said that Zhanyan has mild prenatal depression, and her mood may be cloudy and sometimes out of control. Therefore, taking care of her requires extra patience.

Ji Weiyang has no temper for her now, so he can only coax her softly, "He is also my child, what happened to him, shouldn't I be sad. Yan Yan, what you said hurts so much."

Zhanyan also seemed to feel that what she said was a bit harsh, and her expression softened a lot. She rested her head gently on his arm, and gradually closed her eyelids again.

"Sleep still?" Ji Weiyang asked aloud.He seemed to be particularly afraid of Zhanyan sleeping, he would be more empty and frightened, he was afraid that if she fell asleep like this, she might never wake up again.

There was a gap in Zhanyan's eyelids, and he looked at him warmly, "I won't feel uncomfortable when I'm asleep."

Obviously covering his ears and stealing the bell, Ji Weiyang's face was full of black lines, and the side of his face was gently pressed against hers, "Yanyan, can you talk to me for a while?"

"Oh, then tell me, I'll listen." Zhan Yan said in a low voice without even raising his eyelids.

On a whim, Ji Weiyang lowered his head and took a bite on her slender wrist, leaving a row of teeth marks.Showing his face in pain, he regained consciousness in an instant, but a pair of beautiful big eyes stared at him, and there was anger in them.

"Ji Weiyang, are you a dog? Why did you bite me?"

"I'm hungry too." He smiled, pretending to be pitiful.

"Boring." Zhanyan dropped the sentence, lay down on the bed again, and pulled the quilt directly over his head.

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly, and coaxed her to pull down the quilt on her head. This time, he didn't bother her. He touched her belly with his palm, and actually started talking to the baby in her belly.

"Hello, baby, I'm Ji Weiyang, and it's your father."

"Baby, are you Xiaoyan or Xiaoyang? Do you like dolls or cars? When you are born, Dad will buy you a room full of toys."

He smiled, his gaze fell softly on Zhanyan's lower abdomen, and he stroked gently with his palm, "Baby, Dad will definitely make you the happiest child in the world. If you want the moon in the sky, Dad will pick it for you too." .”

He kept talking non-stop, Zhanyan couldn't fall asleep at all, sat up impatiently from the bed, and gave him a hard look, "Ji Weiyang, are you annoying, how can I sleep when you keep talking."

"I chatted with my son, why are you next to me? You sleep with yours, and we talk about ours." Ji Weiyang rested his chin on one hand, looking confident.

Zhanyan angrily picked up the pillow and threw it at him, "Your son said he wants the moon in the sky, you go and pick it for him now."

Ji Weiyang's expression is slightly numb, is she obviously being arrogant? "I'm using metaphors."

"You're deceiving the child. With a father like you, it's no wonder he wasn't taught badly." Zhanyan pointed to the door, "Go out, don't disturb me and the child's rest."

Ji Weiyang got up helplessly, leaned over and kissed her, "I'm right outside, call me if you have something to do, don't sleep too much, exercise properly, it's good for you and the baby."

His voice was hoarse and gentle, and Zhanyan's emotions gradually calmed down, and he nodded obediently.

As soon as Ji Weiyang walked out of the ward, he saw General Ji coming to the hospital accompanied by Ji Ting.

"Dad, why are you here?" After he finished speaking, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Ji Ting. He clearly said that he would not let the old man come over.

"Dad is worried, we must come and see." Ji Ting explained hastily.

"How's it going?" Ji Bocheng asked in a calm voice.

Ji Weiyang moved the corners of his lips casually, "Don't worry, your little golden grandson is fine."

There was a hint of mockery in his tone, Ji Bocheng glared at him, and asked coldly, "How is Zhanyan's physical condition?"

"It's nothing serious. The doctor said that she will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. Before she is discharged, Professor Johnson will give her another heart examination." Ji Weiyang answered truthfully.

Ji Bocheng nodded, and did not enter the ward, but through the heavy glass window, he saw Zhanyan sitting on the hospital bed, reading a book with his head down.He looks warm and calm.

"Let her read less books, it's not good for her eyes."

"Well, I see." Ji Weiyang smiled warmly, showing his father's rare concern.However, he would rather show his face and read a book than keep her asleep.

"I won't go in, you take good care of her." Since he is fine, there is no need for him to go in.

"I will." Ji Weiyang agreed.His wife and children, he naturally wants to hold them in the palm of his hand.

"You'd better spare some time to ask about the company's affairs. I heard that several projects have just started recently, and Tang Feng may not be able to handle them alone." Ji Bocheng reminded again.

Ji Weiyang replied vaguely, without thinking about it, he knew that Tang Feng must have gone to the old man to sue him again.

"Dad, I'll accompany you back home. You still need to come forward to solve the problem with the Li family." Ji Ting held her father's arm and reminded her at the right time.

Ji Bocheng's face immediately turned gloomy, "Isn't Weixin handling it? What else do I need to do?"

Ji Ting remained silent. It seemed that the old man was planning to hide and leave the mess to the boss.

"Brother, it's difficult for him to deal with it, and he's been in a lot of trouble recently. Although the media didn't make a lot of reports, it was rumored in private circles. After all, it will affect the reputation of Ji's family." Ji Ting said awkwardly.

Ji Bocheng remained silent, his gloomy gaze fell straight on Ji Weiyang.Heh, Ji Weiyang suddenly realized that the father and daughter sang the oboe here, and they wanted to leave this mess to him.

Well, anyway, Li Xiaoqian pushed Zhanyan down the stairs, which made Zhanyan almost have a miscarriage, so he should settle the score with the Li family.

"Dad, you don't have to worry about this matter, I will handle it properly." As for how to deal with it, he has the final say.

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In the article yesterday, "Don't worry too much, the child is saved, and the patient's current condition is fairly stable." Without the word 'no', I actually made such a low-level mistake, woo woo...