Chapter 870

Taking a nap for half an hour after lunch is a habit bostaff has developed for decades. It is almost motionless.

Bostaff is a big man.

The reason why a big man is a big man must have some different characteristics from a small man.

After reading the romance of the Three Kingdoms at the age of 18, postaf began to follow Cao mengde's example: when he was sleeping, no one was allowed to disturb him in his room, even if the sky fell.

If there is a defiant -- ho ho, don't think I'm unhappy with my knife?

At first, bostaff really pretended to beat Walter who called him up to school.

No one likes to be beaten, even the most loyal men, unless they are cheap.

Walter was loyal and not cheap. After the bridge of his nose was crooked by bostaff for the third time, he didn't dare to disturb his rest, even if the sky fell.

Over time, the old guy formed this habit.

On the beach, which is several hours later than China, the weather is fine today, and there is no sign of collapse. However, Walter, who was dozing on the rattan chair in front of the master's door, jumped up like a rabbit and kicked open the bedroom door when he heard the howling of yaksky's dead father.

He knew how hard the master had waited for this moment.

At least 300 times a day, calculating Katyusha's due date, and the word "life is like a year" can't describe bostaff's current impatience.

Normally, a big man like Lao Bo has long practiced calming Kung Fu. If his innocence falls down, he will not change his face and heart -- at that time, he would have been killed.

He really doesn't have to be so upset and nervous about things like granddaughter's children.

Just as there is no love for no reason in the world, bostaff is not nervous for no reason.

After other women have children and suffer from dystocia, gynecologists directly copy the knife: I cut laterally, horizontally and vertically -- no matter how. As long as the child is taken out to ensure the safety of the mother and son, OK.

What, mom's bleeding?

It's easy to do. Don't panic. Who's that guy with a yellow face like his wife is dying? Quickly pull him aside and don't block the nurse's way of life to get the right plasma.

Oh, it turns out that it's really the husband of the child's mother. Don't cry and lose your face. Your wife can't die again. Hurry to prepare the red envelope. I'll show my skill -- this is the safety process that interns can think of when pregnant women have dystocia in ordinary people.

Ever since mankind invented the means to cut open the mother's stomach with a knife to ensure the safety of the mother and son, it is rare for doctors to ask their husbands for advice like in ancient times, "do you want to protect adults or children?" Yes.

But this set of security procedures did not work on Katyusha.

The child can have a natural birth or a caesarean section, but just don't bleed.

The reason why Katyusha can be known as the last SIB is the demise of the sib family, which is related to the difficulty of women getting pregnant and giving birth to children safely after pregnancy.

The blood of the Sibyl family is noble and rare. After all, hope is precious, isn't it?

When the Virgin Mary needs a blood transfusion, she can only find a blood transfusion for babe.

Where's Katyusha?

If she is giving birth, who will give her blood transfusion in case of bleeding?

Bostaff can't -- no, no, don't ask anyone. In short, God, he is an old man. He especially hates that beautiful women can have good weather when they have children, so he will be forgotten.

Just because of these bad things, with Katyusha's due date approaching, can postaff not be angry?

Although he can always look like "I'm the kindest and kindest grandpa in the world. I never kill people. I eat his meat and peel his skin after being killed by others", he still has great fear in his heart.

It happened that when Walter kicked Lao Bo's door with his big, impetuous feet, he was having a beautiful dream. He dreamed of two little grandsons dressed like powder and jade. He snuggled in his arms, grabbed his beard and asked: Why are you so hard?

Bostaff, who had low blood sugar (people with low blood sugar, lack of sleep, have a hot temper after being awakened and want to rob other people's wives), was suddenly awakened without thinking. He reached out and grabbed the revolver beside the pillow, clicked on the insurance, and pulled the trigger at Walter: grass, bully me, isn't the shooting accurate?

"Master, miss is going to have a baby, miss is going to have a baby, woo, woo!"

I don't know whether I was frightened or excited. Walter, with a large beard, bent his knees, fell to the ground with a puff, touched the ground with his forehead and cried bitterly.

Ouye bought GA, is my good granddaughter finally going to contribute to the Xibo family?

Bostaff was dazzled, his left wheel fell to the ground with a slap, and was immediately surrounded by incomparable happiness. Just like he took a mandarin duck bath with his wife in the year he just got married, he just wanted to go to sleep, but the premise was that no one should think of his wife, otherwise he would wake up in time and kill all directions.

Of course I can't sleep now. Even if his eyelids seem to be so heavy that they are pasted by a lump of shit, bostaff still reluctantly sat up, clenched his fist and raised his hand to smash into the cabinet in his memory, and shouted, "come on, help me see it!"

Lying in the trough, he must have accidentally smashed the water cup, and the glass debris stuck in his hand. It really hurt -- when bostaff grinned, the sharp pain stimulated him to open his eyes, saw the Golden Avenue leading to Rome and his loyal Walter, jumping up with his face and reaching out to help him.

"Master, your hand is broken."

Walter reminded him anxiously as he helped Lao Bo out of the bedroom.

"Is Katyusha still on the beach?"

Bostaff replied.

"Yes, it should be -- Sir, your hand is broken."

"Dr. Mary (heavily hired gynecologist, American) are they all here?"

"It must be -- Sir, your hand is broken."

"Where's that bastard yaksky? Did you order the 'tranquility plan'?"

"I've heard the propeller of the helicopter -- Sir, your hand is broken."

"Why are you so talkative?"

"Don't dare -- master, your hand, stop the blood."

When Walter helped bostaff trot out of the villa, the five helicopters on the other side of the coconut forest had roared. Yaksky personally acted as the helicopter pilot with the word "tranquility" in the middle, ready to take the young lady to the urban hospital at any time.

The peace of mind plan is a plan made by bostaff as soon as Katyusha became pregnant.

The plan is as follows: no matter where the little princess is, there will be a medical team composed of more than ten gynecological experts; Five helicopters ready to take off (four are escorted by "Anshen" helicopters); Fourteen bulletproof Geely cars, oh, bulletproof Mercedes Benz cars, plus 70 professional bodyguards.

The tranquility plan has only one purpose, that is to ensure the safety of Katyusha's mother and son.

Prior to this, yaksky and others practiced at least four times a month according to Lao Bo's requirements to ensure that everything is safe.

It can be said that bostaff's lineup is higher than that of the princess of England in order to ensure the safe production of her granddaughter.

There's no way. The princess of England has an accident giving birth to a child. It's a big deal to let the prince find a wife again.

But Katyusha's life and death is related to the survival of a race. Postav, who is rich and powerful, entrusted an old friend, the iron handed president, to send out Russian military fighters when necessary -- cattle?

You slowly envy it. Let's talk about the protagonists who staged a good play for everyone.

When postaff ran to the beach with Walter's help, the human wall composed of 11 young and beautiful maidens had been surrounded in a circle: the eldest lady was giving birth, and no one was allowed to visit for free without permission, including the shameless sea breeze.

No matter how tight the maids were, Haifeng could easily get through the gap and saw Katyusha who had been put on the stretcher. Then he made a fuss: No, no, dystocia, dystocia, massive bleeding!

Sweat came out of Dr. Mary's forehead and back as soon as she ran over.

With her rich experience in medical practice for many years, she doesn't need to look at it at all. She can accurately judge the bad events from Katyusha's pregnant woman's skirt dyed red with blood.

There are always some worry free young mothers who will not only let their children stand during childbirth, but also lead to massive bleeding after the amniotic fluid is broken.

This is because of their special physical skills. The function of muscle "anti tear" is seriously insufficient. A child standing to be born will cause muscle tear and blood flow accidents.

If it is another pregnant woman, as long as there is sufficient plasma supply, doctors can shake the feather fan and calculate in their heart how much income they can earn this month.

But Katyusha, whose blood is precious and rare, where can I find plasma?

Siberians have a lot of dollars and pounds. The premise for Dr. Mary and others to take them at will is based on the smooth production of Katyusha and the safety of mother and son.

If not -- well, Lord bostaff, standing outside the crowd, heard that his granddaughter was in the most feared danger. Although his legs were soft and he sat down on the beach, Walter couldn't pull them up, half dead and half alive, he could issue a clear command: if Katyusha had a long and short life, let all gynecological experts in the medical team, Stay with her forever.

What, who said it was illegal to kill?

Yes, I also know that killing is against the law.

But what about breaking the law? The big deal is that I was judged by justice. I put a suit around my neck and kicked the stool below -- Katyusha is gone. What am I doing alive?

Who else, the little girl called water shadow, those people don't want to live anymore. Let yaksky surround them. Aren't they Katyusha's good friends? There was an acquaintance on the way there to talk.

"What are you doing?"

Han Bin, who was playing in the water in the distance, saw the sudden chaos here, so he dragged his best friend to run over. He wanted to see the excitement. Unexpectedly, he was pointed to his head by those bodyguards with the muzzle of a gun. He was scared out of his wits and hissed against it.

As for Luo Xiaoyu, he was so frightened that he knew that his legs were soft and sudden. He hung on Han Bin's arm and his face was pale. He might faint at any time.

"Han Bin, don't panic, it's okay!"

At the critical moment, the water shadow stood up and supported the two men, but he was scolding someone in his heart: asshole, did you cheat your aunt and others to Russia to take refuge, or did you come to bury your little lover?

"President Shui, what's going on?"

Seeing that the big boss was also stared at by several guns, Han Bin had a lot of balance in his heart.

"Katyusha is having a baby. It's not good."

The water shadow whispered.