Chapter 350 [ 350 ] Having A Little Enemy

Chapter 350 [ 350 ] gives birth to a small enemy

Day after day, more than nine months passed without a trace through the cracks of people's fingernails. Looking back, no one noticed that it had already passed nine months. Duo La's stomach grew bigger and bigger day by day. Nine months later, it was as round as a ball, looking extremely fat. Looking at her belly, Duo La lay on the bed and touched it. It was a complicated feeling. About a week later, her child was about to be born, and Duo La was happy and afraid of giving birth.

Lan Qiqi said it was very painful to have a baby. When she gave birth to blue Xingxing, she almost lost half her life, but fortunately, Lan Qiqi survived.

"Child, when mommy gives birth to you, be good and don't mess with mommy." Duo La stroked his round stomach and muttered to himself.

However, after she finished speaking, the baby in her stomach seemed to be singing the opposite tune to herself. With a thud, the baby in her stomach, chaoduo, had diarrhea and kicked him excitedly.

"Ouch." The baby kicked so hard that dora frowned in pain.

"Did the baby kick you again?" When Mu Zicong came out of the shower, he saw Duo La shouting with his hands over his stomach.

"This is the third time that I have been kicked. This child is so active." Dora's face turned pale from pain.

"Good boy, don't let your mommy suffer. Go to sleep." Mu Zicong walked to the bed and stroked Duo La's big belly with his big hands, persuading the active baby. Duo La had suffered a lot in the past few months. First, she kept vomiting during pregnancy. She almost vomited out her bile. As she was about to be born, the little boy fell in love with kicking Duo La's stomach, but it made mu zicong and dora suffer badly.

However, the child seemed very excited and did not listen to what mu zicong and dora said. He kicked Duo La again.

"My god... He kicked me again..." Duo La's face turned pale again and he clutched the sheet tightly.

"Little bastard, don't kick your mommy again. Be careful that daddy spanks you." Duo La was tormented by the child. Mu Zicong felt a pang of pain when he saw that Duo La was tired.

"Ouch, I can't. It's getting more and more painful..." For some reason, the pain in her stomach was more intense than usual, and Duo La's forehead was still sweating from the pain.

"Is it going to happen?" Watching dora roll around in pain on the bed, Mu Zicong wondered if this was about to happen.

"I think so." This was her first child. Duo La was inexperienced and was not sure if she was going to give birth, but she felt a tummy churning and a sharp pain coming from her stomach.

"Honey, let's go to the hospital." With that, Mu Zicong carried Duo La out of bed and went downstairs to the garage. "Honey, bear with it. You'll be at the hospital soon."

Fortunately, he asked the doctor about the due date and made a reservation for the hospital ward. He brought the things he had prepared for the delivery. Mu zicong and Duo La rushed to the hospital.

Ten minutes by car, they arrived at the hospital and called for a doctor. It was really Duo La who had to give birth early!

"Young master Mu, don't worry. It will hurt to have a baby. Don't worry too much about Mrs. Mu." Duo La, who was crying and shouting, was pushed into the delivery room by several nurses. The door of the delivery room was closed tightly. Mu Zicong was anxious and worried at the door.

"Young master Mu, sit and wait. There's no danger in having a baby." The Mu family nanny who followed mu zicong to the side could not help but persuade Mu Zicong when she saw his uneasy appearance at the door.

"Let me be quiet for a while." Mu zicong shook his head and walked around the door alone. After delivering the baby for more than an hour, Mu Zicong felt as if he had been walking for a long year. At some point, the door of the delivery room opened and a nurse came out with a baby in her arms. Only then did he end the torment in his heart.

"Congratulations to young master Mu, Mrs. Mu has given birth to a son." The nurse carried the baby to Mu Zicong.

"Is my wife okay?" Mu zicong glanced at his son, still worried about Duo La.

"Mrs. Mu is fine. She's resting." The nurse explained and carried the baby to the nursery.

"Thank god." Seeing Duo La come out of the delivery room and the mother and son are safe, mu zicong was relieved.

"Honey, does your stomach still hurt?" Then she pushed the bed back to the ward and looked at Duo La, who was sweating and wetting her hair. Mu Zicong was in a difficult mood to calm down.

Duo La shook his head. Mu zicong asked her if it hurt. At this moment, Duo La was only thinking about his child. "It doesn't hurt anymore. Is our child okay?"

"He's fine. Our son is healthy. He just smiled at me. He's in the nursery now." Mu zicong wiped the sweat off Duo La's forehead.

"That's good." Duo La was relieved that the child was healthy.

"Get some sleep, take a few days off, and we'll go home for the month." Looking at the weak Duo La, Mu Zicong couldn't bear to disturb her any longer and stayed by her bed.

As the days went by, mu zicong asked for leave. As many days as dora stayed in the hospital, mu zicong stayed in the hospital.

It was not until a week later that Duo La could be discharged from the hospital that mu zicong brought Duo La and the children back to the mu family.

"Baby, call mommy." Along the way, Duo La teased the child in his arms, not knowing how happy he was.

"If you call mommy, you call daddy." Mu Zicong reached out and pinched his son's chubby little face.

"Get your hands off me, or I'll hurt you." Looking at Mu Zicong pinching his son, Duo La was particularly dissatisfied and couldn't help but turn to Mu Zicong.

"Honey, I'm very light. I'm his father. I can't hit him hard." Duo La was especially protective of his son, and Mu Zicong felt a sense of grievance. He only touched his son's face lightly, and his wife was dissatisfied. She even made her eyes whiter than she did. Mu Zicong was especially jealous. He had a feeling that he had committed a sin. Duo La was now focused on his son, and his husband's status had fallen rapidly. In Duo La's heart, his son was the first, and his husband was standing aside.

"Whatever, you can't bully my son." Duo La carried his son into the living room and continued to tease the baby in his arms.

"Honey, he's my son too." Mu Zicong's name is qu, and his son has half the credit, okay?

"Don't make any noise. My son is hungry. I need to feed him." Duo La ignored Mu Zicong and ran to the sofa with her son. "Son, don't cry. Are you hungry? Mommy, feed you."

Duo La unbuttoned his shirt and fed his son milk. Mu Zicong watched Duo La and his son get along particularly harmoniously, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. For his son, Duo La had been left out for several months. After his son was born, he would continue to be left out. Mu Zicong looked at this picture, thinking that in the future, the days of being left out by his wife would not stop!

He said it was best to have a daughter. Having a son is equivalent to having a little enemy.