The old man said, "Zhiqing, what you said is not unreasonable, but my family blood is flowing in the child's body, which you can't change."

Lin Zhiqing clenched his fist. He knew that this was something he couldn't change.

"Zhiqing, young man, don't be so vigorous. My aunt asks you: if your child wanders outside, can you let him?"

Lin Zhiqing closed his eyes: "you can't hurt Wei Zi."

The lights in the operating room went out and all the conversation was over.

When the doctor came out, Gu Huaiyan rushed up: "doctor, is it a boy or a girl?"

"Miss Wei gave birth to a healthy boy, eight pounds and six pounds. Congratulations."

"Oh, my God, our grandson." Mrs. Gu sighed and clenched her hands: "old man, you heard, our grandson."

Although the old man's expression is still serious, his eyes are happy.

"Second brother, you have a son."

Gu huaimo just stood by the window and listened.

With a son, he wants a child very much. He is the child of Wei Zi, but now that the child has a son, why is he still unhappy, like losing something.

After a while, the child was washed and held out, crying with a vigorous voice.

Mrs. Gu, as like as two peas, were smiling at her, and smiled. "Oh, it looks like me. Like our old two years old, you look at it, it's just like the time when you were young."

Wei Zi is pushed out, and Lin Zhiqing goes to see her.

She was very weak. Maybe the anesthetic hadn't gone back. She looked at him pale.

"Wei Zi, you have a boy." Lin Zhiqing said softly.

She forced out a smile, and then whispered, "cold."

He took off his thin coat and covered her: "I'm not afraid. It'll be over in a minute."

The nurse pushed her to the elevator. Lin Zhiqing held her hand and firmly held it: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm here."

"I'm not afraid," she said softly.

Then close your eyes, what else can you believe? The person who cares about himself most is Lin Zhiqing.

They are all nervous about their children. They are all holding them there. She doesn't ask or look at them. What else can she expect?

Oh, fortunately, these hearts no longer exist.

Lin Zhiqing held her hand. The warmth in his palm could reach her cold fingers to warm her trembling body.

When you get into the elevator, go straight up.

He said, "Wei Zi, you can sleep for a while. Don't worry, I'll be there."

She was also very tired, and the anesthetic did not return, so she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Not afraid, the sky fell, everyone fled, and Lin Zhiqing supported her.

She gave birth to a big fat boy. She is a healthy child. She has to fight for it. Her strength is not enough, but she is not afraid. There is Lin Zhiqing.

Gu huaimo looked at the floor of the elevator and jumped.

Wei Zi now holds the hands of other men. With such trust, he and she really end. He doesn't want to, and he has to believe it.

What made him lose her step by step.

The child was crying with such a loud voice. The mother, the old man and Huaiyan were so happy.

But he has a headache, incomparable pain.

Wei Zi, like his and her wedding ring, obviously brought it, but it was lost halfway. It will never be found again.

He said she wanted to go back to city B, and he would not let her go anyway, but she would not go back anyway.

He covered his head, squatted down along the wall and knocked hard. It was thumping, which could not compare with the silent pain in the bottom of his heart.

The pain, more and more thick, swallowed him like a bottomless black hole.

He stood up and walked towards them.

His mother also smiled: "Mo, come and have a look. It's really cute. We take care of our grandchildren."

"Mom, give the child back to Wei Zi."

"What are you talking about? This is a child with our old family blood."

"Give it back to Wei Zi. Don't be selfish. Haven't you had enough? Enough, really enough." he pressed his stomach with one hand and felt a little floating, as if he couldn't stand.

Reaching out to hold the wall, I still can't stop the swing of my body.

Gu Huaiyan shouted, "second brother, second brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Wei Zi, you see, the child is beautiful. Big fat boy, you can really conceive."

Wei Zi smiled awkwardly: "the Internet doesn't say that if the child's body is not good, there will be a lot of sick students. I just can't eat it, and I have to let myself eat it. I'm kind to myself. Pregnancy has eaten a lot of my own salary."

"Touch the fleshy little hand."

She also smiled and looked at Lin Zhiqing holding the child.

The Gu family's reaction now is a little strange. It's not like their style to rush to hold the child. But it's hard to ask Lin Zhiqing. Wouldn't it be better if they didn't come and talk about it.

Does Mrs. Gu finally have a little conscience? It's really not like that.

Look with a smile. There are flowers in the room. It's beautiful. The room is clean and tidy. It's very comfortable.

The little fat man wears nice clothes and is round. She likes to eat sour. Fortunately, the child doesn't have many yellow things. Red and white, lovely.

She can't move now. She's afraid of pulling the wound on her stomach.

The doctor also said that she was so afraid of pain. She was afraid. What can I do.

The servant brought food. Lin Zhiqing put the child on one side of the crib, carefully covered the quilt, and then poured the things into the bowl: "Wei Zi, come and have something to eat."

"But I'm not hungry yet."

He smiled: "you have to eat if you're not hungry. Just eat less. When you get home, I'll mend your body. It's not enough now. I can't mend it."

"I'm still so fat after birth. If I make it up again, I'll get it."

I really have to sacrifice a lot for my children. My body is bloated. I can't eat this or that, but now I think it's worth watching the little fat man sleeping in bed.

After a few mouthfuls of rice, Lin Zhiqing took a paper towel to wipe her lips, poured boiling water, and put the pill in her hand.

Wei Zi saw that the pill was broken, piece by piece.

Her heart is warm. It's not easy for her to take medicine. She is easy to choke and vomit. Once he sees it, her medicine will be made into small pieces for her to eat.

"Wei Zi, give the child a name."

"I don't know what to do. Why don't you think about it."

His heart moved. It was Wei Zi who seriously regarded him as the child's father that said so.

"I go back and look through the dictionary, the name of the little fat man, be careful."

"Oh, OK, don't worry. Anyway, you don't have to be so fast now."

"Miss Wei, do you still have an analgesic injection?" the nurse came in and asked.

Lin Zhiqing looked back and said, "fight until her wound is almost better. She's afraid of pain."