Los Angeles hospital.
Early in the morning, the soft sunshine sprinkled on Song Xiaoxi's white and ruddy cheeks, the long eyelashes were slightly curved, the ruddy cherry lips were slightly closed, and the lower abdomen was high and raised
A handsome, sunny man came from the other end of the hospital corridor with a basin of warm water. He smiled and warmly greeted the passing doctors, nurses and even patients, "good morning! Good morning!"
The man gently pushed open song Xiaoxi's bed door, one foot gently hooked, the door closed, and a magnetic baritone sounded in the ward, "good morning, mom!"
After soaking a towel in the warm water basin for several rounds, it is picked up, dried, scattered, folded in half and then folded in half by the man's slender hand. The man's action is skillful and complete at one go. The warm atmosphere in the air makes people feel warm unconsciously!
Women always lie quietly, obediently listen to men's arrangements, and never raise objections.
After washing, the man began to massage the woman
From the moment he entered the door, the man didn't stop the movement of his hands, and the gentle and magnetic voice didn't stop, "Xiao Xi, you know, you have created a medical miracle. Although you are unconscious, you have been pregnant with your child with your subconscious! You have provided her with a good growth and development environment and a steady stream of nutrients, and the baby's indicators are very normal!"
Women still just listen quietly
The man's beautiful voice continued, "The doctor said that now the baby can come to the world at any time. As long as you like, the doctor can perform cesarean section for you at any time... Xiaoxi, what kind of delivery mode do you think we should choose? The doctor said cesarean section can reduce your physical burden, but I don't know whether to do so, because I don't know which choice is the best for you and children "I'm waiting for your decision, I'm waiting for you to send me a message..."
"Do we Xiaoxi want to produce by ourselves? Or do we need a doctor to operate on you? If you hear what I said, think about it and decide, give me a message, even a hint..."
"Xiao Xi, you've been sleeping for half a year. I know you're tired. You want to rest, but you're almost rested. Now the baby is going to be born. She needs her mother's care and breastfeeding."
The man trembled and held song Xiaoxi's little hand in his palm. His handsome eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, and his voice became a little hoarse. "You're so hard pregnant with the baby. How can you give up without her mother's caress when she was born? Xiaoxi, wake up, the baby needs you, and I need you more!"
The man wiped the moist corners of his eyes with his fingertips and greeted song Xiaoxi with a smile, "Xiao Xi, are you ready? Are you ready for the baby? I'm ready at all times! I told you when I was doing four-dimensional color Doppler ultrasound some time ago that the baby looks like you. The doctor also made an exception and told me that you are pregnant with a small cotton padded jacket... Do you know? Since I knew she was a girl, I secretly took it for her behind your back There are many names, but my favorite is the name "warm". It is she who brings us hope and warmth of life every day! "
The man seemed a little embarrassed and smiled softly, "of course, the name of the child needs your mother's consent. I just provide you with a reference..."
Three days later, in Song Xiaoxi's ward, the man massaged her legs as usual. Suddenly, he felt the crus pressed by his hands move slightly. The man was surprised and excitedly raised his eyes to look at the woman's cheek, "Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, are you awake?"
But the woman was lying there with no change in her expression. The man's excited look dimmed. The next second, he turned to a faint smile, "it seems that I'm looking forward to you waking up these days, and there are hallucinations..."
The calm man gently stroked song Xiaoxi's high tummy. Since the child had fetal movement, the man was used to stroking her every day. He regarded the child's fetal movement as the communication and interaction between himself and women.
Sure enough, the children in a woman's belly began to swim greatly when they felt the warmth of father's love.
"Xiao Xi, are you talking to me through the baby? What do you want to tell me?"
The baby seemed to deny his words and stopped moving. The man spoiled and patted his belly twice, "you little naughty, are you playing hide and seek with me?!"
As usual, the days passed without any surprise. Song Xiaoxi still slept quietly. The man measured song Xiaoxi's abdominal circumference every day, and then clearly recorded the date and data in his book.
Men are like this. They accompany their beloved woman day after day, and the children in the woman's belly grow up slowly.
Because song Xiaoxi's monitoring data are as normal as before, the man is not in a hurry to choose the mode of delivery for her. He is waiting for the child to wake up his mother
At night, the man pushed the nursing bed next to song Xiaoxi's hospital bed again. He lay down on his side, put his arm beside song Xiaoxi and held her little hand. The man safely closed his warm and handsome eyes.
The man has been afraid to sleep too heavily. He is worried about what will happen to song Xiaoxi in the hospital bed. In fact, he has been looking forward to the emergence of the situation to break the terrible silence, but there is nothing. She is as clever and quiet every night
The man seemed a little tired tonight. He closed his eyes and fell asleep soon.
I don't know how long I slept. The man was awakened by a painful groan
The man suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling, held his breath and listened, but after a long time, there was no sound in the ward. He thought it was his illusion again, or maybe it was just a dream he had just had
The man closed his eyes in disappointment, but just closed them, the groan sounded again, and the hand he had been holding moved slightly.
The man jumped out of bed excitedly, turned on the light in the ward and cried anxiously, "Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, you're awake, you're awake at last!"
Song Xiaoxi's eyes rolled back and moved under her eyelids. She was struggling hard
The man rang the emergency bell in the ward, and the nurse on duty soon came. She took a look at Song Xiaoxi and the monitoring data curve, and ran out excitedly.
The doctor, led by the nurse, came quickly. They want to send song Xiaoxi to the delivery room. Although song Xiaoxi is not fully awake, she grabs the landing Yiming and holds her hand.
Seeing this, the doctor asked Lu Yiming to go to the delivery room to accompany the delivery.
With the opening of the palace, the labor pains also forced song Xiaoxi to wake up a little.
Neither the doctor nor Lu Yiming chose cesarean section, but boldly tried to wake up the sleeping vegetable song Xiaoxi through the labor pains.
Six hours after entering the delivery room, accompanied by a clear and loud baby cry, song Xiaoxi completely regained consciousness.
She successfully gave birth to a baby girl of six Jin and nine Liang.
The nurse held the crying baby in front of song Xiaoxi. She looked at the child weakly, but her eyes finally fell on Lu Yiming, who had been with her, and shed a line of hot tears
Lu Yiming held her hand tightly and was so excited that he couldn't speak for a moment
Song Xiaoxi, a new mother, seems nervous when facing her children, but Lu Yiming is more handy.
In the ward, Lu Yiming flushed the milk powder, imitated the appearance of a nurse, dropped a drop on the pulse of his wrist, and felt the temperature of the milk
He handed the bottle to song Xiaoxi. Song Xiaoxi looked nervously at Lu Yiming and the little baby lying beside her. She was too small to touch it.
He smiled and said, "Xiao Xi, don't be afraid. She's your daughter. Try it..."
Song Xiaoxi still stared at the child
Lu Yiming put down the bottle and gently held up the baby with both hands. He kept looking around. "Xiaoxi, like me, one arm holds the baby's neck and one arm holds the baby's butt... That's what the nurse taught me. It's very safe. Give it a try!"
Song Xiaoxi timidly imitated Lu Yiming's appearance and bent her arms. Lu Yiming gently put the child in her arms. The child seemed to feel the warmth of her mother's arms and make a sound of uh ah joy
The woman looked at the child's pink face and shed tears. Only she knew that the child didn't look like her song Xiaoxi, but like Mu Nian. It was a reduced version of Mu Nian.
She has recovered her memory. When she had a car accident six months ago, she remembered that lost memory
Lu Yiming did not know as like as two peas in his eyes.
The child seems to be very clever and sensible. When he is full, he sleeps quietly.
Lu Yiming gently stroked the baby's little hand and whispered with a smile, "Xiao Xi, give the baby a name?"
Song Xiaoxi said without thinking, "let's call it warm, song warm."
Lu Yiming looked at Song Xiaoxi in surprise. He couldn't speak for a long time, "you, you..."
Song Xiaoxi smiled and said, "what's the matter? Didn't you say your favorite name is warm?! do you have a better name these days?"
Lu Yiming smiled and put his long sleeve finger into his hair hanging on his forehead. "Don't tell me. You heard what I said, but ignore me!"
Song Xiaoxi smiled. "I don't know when I can hear you. I can't remember what you said to me, but I heard you say you like the name 'warm' best, so I forced myself to remember to call the baby 'warm' when I wake up."
Lu Yiming's handsome face burst into a happy and bright smile. Song Xiaoxi knew that it was the sunshine like warmth that supported her to survive