Sick beauty enemy is pregnant with my cub

Qin Mo's condition is that he can't come out of the intensive care unit for the past few days, but his waking time is getting longer and longer every day. As long as he opens his eyes, he can see the situation next door, Song Jing's video conference, his son drinking milk and sleeping In the past few days, Song Jing has learned how to make milk powder and test the temperature. After work, he will personally feed him with a bottle.

Before hello, he would hold his little hand and say hello to the camera;

"Hurry up, say hello to Dad. Dad is next door. After a few days when Dad gets better, he can come out to accompany you. Isn't Xiao Chengzi happy?"

The newborn baby is still a little small, giggling when he smiles, his face has become chubby for the naked eye in the past few days, as long as he is eating milk, his hands and feet will dance together, and he will be quiet after eating. Song Jing can't help laughing that he is a snack , Such a snack is so happy.

He can go in to see Qin Mo twice a day, one time for 15 minutes. Although the time is not long, Song Jing is content. At least Qin Mo is recovering him, and he is not afraid to wait.

Qin Mo was already able to sit a little higher than the previous two days, and he didn't look as haggard as when he just woke up. As long as he was awake, he never moved his eyes from the screen, and kept looking at the father and two next door. Some feel distressed that the child was born with him in the hospital;

"Xiao Jing, take your child home. It's not good to be in the hospital all the time. I can see you at home."

In short, you can watch your child through the camera now, it's the same next door as at home, it's rare that Song Jing didn't nod at his request;

"How can it be the same? You are separated by a wall here, but it is much more separated at home. Don't worry about that little guy. You have seen him too. He is just eating, drinking, sleeping, and peeing. It doesn't matter where he is."

Qin Mo was amused by his statement, but he still didn't like it, so he glanced at him, and Song Jing smiled and helped him massage his arm;

"I asked Dr. Zhou, and he said that a child of this age needs to build up a sense of security. How nice it is that I can be with him all day here. Besides, there is still a vaccine to be administered tomorrow."

"What vaccine?"

"Bacillus Calmette-Guerin, this is usually given at birth, but our little Chengzi weighed less than 2.5kg at the time, so Dr. Zhou will take the vaccine tomorrow, and then he will live broadcast him to vaccinate you."

After having a child, Qin Mo had something to watch and something to look forward to. He asked early about when his son would be vaccinated, and the next day he looked at the screen and waited. Ten days later, Song Jing was holding the child in his arms. He hugged the little guy, and the aunt on one side helped to hold the mobile phone. Zhou Hai took the injection directly to the next ward for a treatment. Song Jing made him laugh while hugging him, and Xiao Chengzi danced and laughed when he was teased.

The child was young and ignorant, so he didn't pay attention to Doctor Zhou holding the needle. Song Jing hugged the child tightly and exposed his little arm. The little thing was still looking at him and smiling. Qin Mo looked at the needle and frowned subconsciously. Frowning, he had never been afraid of injections, but when the needle was close to Xiao Chengzi's white and tender arm, he suddenly couldn't bear it anymore. Once the needle was injected, the child's face changed in a second, and the little thing who was smiling just now said "wow". Crying out, the cry was loud, full of breath, snot and tears left behind.

This reaction was not normal, Song Jing hugged him hastily and a little funny;

"Oh, it's okay, it's not hurting anymore, it's not hurting anymore, what do you think this is? Does it sound good?"

Zhou Hai teased him with a rattle, and as soon as Xiao Chengzi saw him, he turned away and continued to cry;

Zhou Hai...

"Is this a grudge against me? It's useless to bear a grudge, the full moon still has three needles."

The ruthless words from the doctor made Song Jing laugh. Qin Mo kept looking at his son who was crying with tears and snot coming out of his nose. It was amused and distressed. Song Jing kept pressing his little arm;

"Oh, it's all right, no more bleeding, no more crying, we're drinking milk."

It has been another five days since Qin Mo was able to leave the intensive care unit. Xiao Chengzi saw his biological father half a month after he was born. Qin Mo moved back to the ward next door and lost a lot of weight. After coming down, ordinary people will suffer a lot, not to mention his body, his complexion has always been ugly, but he is in good spirits, finally saw the child, Song Jing picked up the sleeping little guy, and gently Put it on Qin Mo's bed.

"It's okay, this little brat sleeps soundly after eating, he won't wake up even if you pinch his face."

Qin Mo gently raised his arms to wrap his arms around that small body. The soft touch, smooth and tender feeling is completely different from that in his stomach. Perhaps it is really a father-son connection, and the child and Qin Mo are naturally close. , when his hand came over, he turned his small face to his father's hand, but it was a small gesture that made Qin Mo feel a little sad, he gently touched his son's face, patted him to coax him.

Song Jing was watching this scene quietly. The warm moment of a child will not last long. This moment of warmth is over when Xiao Chengzi wakes up crying. Qin Mo was just out of spirits and put his arms around his son. He also fell asleep leaning on the head of the bed, and Xiao Chengzi's loud crying woke him up instantly, his heart beat violently, but he still kept his head down to look at the child's condition.

Sister Zhang quickly picked up the child, and Song Jing went over to help him gently smooth his heart, but did not dare to use force for fear of touching the knife edge;

"How is it? Do you need to call Wu Run over?"

After a long while, Qin Mo calmed down from the flustered moment just now, and shook his head slightly;

"It's okay, did he pee?"

Sister Zhang carried the child back to the crib, and heard the words;

"It's urine, and it happens to be breastfeeding."

After drinking more than half of the bottle of milk, the little guy regained his energy, finally stopped crying, and started to look around with his eyes open. Song Jing sat beside Qin Mo's bed with the baby in his arms. Qin Mo raised his hand to tease his son, and laughed out loud. ;

"This kid has a pretty high voice."

Song Jing held his armpit, holding Xiao Chengzi and stepping on her lap, the little thing liked Feifei like this, he kept laughing, drooling;

"Let's just say, he can sing tenor."

It is a good thing for Qin Mo to be out of the intensive care unit, but Song Jing is a little embarrassed when he sleeps at night. Before Qin Mo was in the intensive care unit, he would turn off the video at night because he was afraid of disturbing his rest, but now he and the child In a room, Xiao Chengzi's voice was unusual at night. Qin Mo's heart is not good, so he can't be shocked especially when he sleeps at night. He just came out, so don't be surprised by this kid's crying in the middle of the night.

In the evening, the dinner prepared by Song Jing was very popular. When Qin Mo was in the intensive care unit, he could only take nutrient solution. After such a major operation, how could he rely on that alone? Steamed yellow croaker, stewed trotters;

"How about you try it? I haven't eaten these days, do you have anything special to eat?"

Qin Mo's taste changed a lot during pregnancy, and Song Jing was not sure whether his taste had changed after the baby was born. Qin Mo took a spoonful of Buddha Jumping Wall, bowed his head and smiled after thinking about it;

"I still miss the smell of snails."

Song Jing still remembered that Qin Mo was in poor condition on the day Xiao Chengzi was born. He leaned in his arms and said he wanted to eat the snails caught by the rice field he took him to eat before. Qin Mo fell asleep thinking These days he has been suffering all the time, he is afraid that he will not have the opportunity to take him there again, now that he is back, although it will take a long time to recover, and although he may never be able to compare with ordinary people, he has not left him and the child after all. At this moment, when he mentioned that crab again, he suddenly wanted to cry with joy.

Qin Mo tasted two mouthfuls of Buddha Jumping Wall, which tasted pretty good, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of rabbit eyes, and he understood in his heart;

"Hey, what's the matter? Infected by our Yuyu? Come on, show me, are you peeing or hungry?"

The voice with a smile was still lacking in confidence, and he would gasp a bit if he talked too much, but it still made Song Jing cry;

"It's been January now, and it will be February when you are discharged from the hospital. In March, there will be snails. I'll go down and catch them for you. Zhou Hai said that the surgery this time is still too traumatic, and medicine alone is not enough. No, you have to keep up with food supplements, your stomach is not very good, it is best to eat less and more meals, tell me what you want to eat, any time is fine."

As long as Song Jing saw this man in front of him, he felt that the future was bright. As long as Qin Mo wanted to do, he would accompany him, and as long as he wanted to eat, he would find for him.

Although Qin Mo had a decent appetite, he still didn't eat too much this meal. He hadn't eaten for more than a week, and his stomach felt a little bloated after eating a little, so he didn't dare to eat more.

"Xiao Jing, bring the child here."

Qin Mo's infusion can't be ordered too quickly, and usually can't be finished until evening. Song Jing put the sleeping child on the side where he didn't have the infusion. After putting it down, he also took off his shoes and came up. Man, Qin Mo is sick and his bones are torn apart, and his hands can hardly touch any flesh, they are all bones. It may be that he is better with this child watching him, but now he is even thinner and can't see much ups and downs under the quilt.

"You're back, thank you for coming back...I..."

Song Jing's emotions came a little fast and a little intense, and he was slightly choked up, so he didn't continue. Qin Mo knew that he was definitely having a hard time these days, so he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder with a soft voice. Slow and thin but with the power to calm Song Jing's heart;

"Don't be afraid, I will be fine in the future."

He also felt a little emotional in his heart. He gave birth to a child safely, and the child is healthy. He can still lie here like this. In the future, there will be a possibility of being with Song Jing for a long time. He didn't even dare to think about these before. All done.

In the past, Qin Mo didn't like being in the hospital, but at that time there was no problem living for the child, but now it's different, now that the child is born, he always has the heart to let the child follow him in the hospital, even though he himself The condition is not very good but starting to rush out of the hospital.

Song Jing knew what he was thinking, and teased the child while persuading him;

"You can't be in a hurry, what kind of operation is this? How can you be discharged from the hospital in two days, and don't worry about the child, the two of us will accompany him. Look at how happy he is now. We will be a family when you get better. The three of us will go home together."

After staying like this for another half a month, Xiao Chengzi received three injections of vaccine while crying. The difference this time was that both fathers were by his side. Qin Mo was so distressed that he sat up on his back, patted him, and teased him with a hand puppet. It took a long time for his son's rainy weather to turn sunny.

Qin Mo's anemia is severe, the incisions did not heal well, and the two incisions made it difficult for him to get out of bed. Because of his heart, he was always half lying down, and the burden on his waist became heavier. Song Jing often hugged him and lay on his right side , hug him to help him relax his back;

"Lin Yelan called me today. She knew that Xiao Chengzi was born some time ago, but she was afraid that the baby would be too young to come and see it. Tomorrow is Xiao Chengzi's full moon. She and Teacher Mu wanted to come and see it. I think I still have to ask ask you."

The full moon is a big event, Qin Mo wants to celebrate it for the child, but he can't be discharged from the hospital now, and his son can only stay with him in the hospital. It has not been announced to the public, and almost no outsiders know his identity, so it cannot be done in a big way;

"Sure. It's a good thing that they are willing to come over to celebrate Xiao Chengzi. Let them come over. You can ask someone to prepare some suitable dishes for you."

Except for Zhou Hai and Wu Run, few outsiders knew the child's real life experience. Qin Mo liked more people to come and celebrate. With his words, Song Jing was relieved and kissed him on the side of the cheek;

"Okay, then I'll arrange it."

After a while, Wu Run also came over, checked Qin Mo's situation, then cleared his throat and made a sound;

"By the way, that boy Luo Mingzhou said that he will come over tomorrow when Xiao Chengzi is full moon, so let me tell you."

After these words, Qin Mo and Song Jing looked over at the same time, Wu Run felt a little uncomfortable with his four eyes, and put his hands in the pockets of his white coat;

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qin Mo curled his lips and spoke slowly;

"It's not that Luo Mingzhou doesn't know me, why do you want to tell me? He just left the country at the beginning of the month and now he's back?"

"He said he came back yesterday just to celebrate the full moon for Xiao Chengzi. I don't know why he didn't tell you, he's always out of his mind."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left the ward, as if he was afraid that Qin Mo would ask him something again, which made Song Jing a little amused;

"What's the matter with them?"

Qin Mo poked his son's chubby face sideways. The little bun is no longer the twitchy little boy who was just born. This month, he can eat and sleep, and his face has grown fatter than the naked eye, and it has faded from the newborn body It's red, but it's white and tender, like a dough, the kind that anyone who sees it wants to crunch it.

"Both of them, let's be friends. Wu Run has a good temper, but he just doesn't get along with Luo Mingzhou."

"What about Luo Mingzhou? I heard he has a lot of gossip."

Qin Mo looked up at him and smiled;

"He doesn't often stay in China, but you are well-informed. I guess it's just a joke."

The author says:

in crowds gathering;

In the future, Song Jing will spoil Mr. Qin to heaven;

Mr. Qin definitely can't be a strict father to puppies;

Look at the text next door to the child;

"Behind the car of the squeamish and sick young man by mistake"

The plot is unfolding, promise Xiang