"Huanhuan!"
Su Wan Tong comes to Ling Zihuan, bends down and holds her in his arms.
Her daughter, ah, she owes her too much for not being around for such a big baby.
At this time, Ling Zihuan was hugged by Su Wantong, and her head rubbed in her arms. She immediately choked: "Mommy, how did you come back?"
The little girl hugged her with her backhand, tears falling down, "when I fell down last night, I thought I would never see you again!"
Su Wan Tong listen to Ling Zihuan wronged whisper, the whole heart is like a punch, dull pain.
Even if this is not her own daughter, but more than 20 years of getting along, already better than her own.
But in Ling Zihuan's small world, Su Wantong has always been the only one who knows her.
This difference of 15 years of mother daughter love, let Ling Wanxing can't help but red eyes.
Once such a happy family, almost destroyed by his own hands.
If this little girl really had an accident, not only wan Tong, even he could not forgive himself.
Perhaps if not, Wan Tong will always accompany the little girl, until she is safe in production.
Ling Wanxing raised his hand to wipe his face, forced down the impulse of tears, don't open his face, and tried to calm his mood.
Qiao Mu caught his move and clapped him on the shoulder. "This time, it's a rare opportunity. We must leave people behind."
Ling Wanxing nodded solemnly and said in a hoarse voice, "well, definitely."
……
Soon, Su Wantong pushed the wheelchair back to the delivery room.
After asking, she fully understood that the little girl was born prematurely in the early hours of last night. Just one day later, she still hasn't recovered. However, in order to see her for the first time, she would rather meet her in a wheelchair in the corridor.
Su Wan Tong's heart, five flavors Chen miscellaneous.
She and her sister-in-law helped Ling Zihuan to lie down on the hospital bed again.
Su Wan Tong took off her coat, leaned over her face and whispered softly, "Huanhuan, it's very late. Go to sleep."
Ling Zihuan's little hand slipped out of the quilt and grabbed Su Wantong by the bedside. "I'm not sleepy. Why don't we have a chat?"
"You have to sleep even if you are not sleepy. Your body hasn't recovered yet. You can't stay up late and be obedient." Su Wan Tong takes her hand and caresses her in the palm.
Ling Zihuan's big black and white eyes dribbled around, "then... Mommy won't go while I'm asleep?"
Su Wan Tong Yan ran a smile, "certainly won't, I promise."
Seeing this, the little girl finally closed her eyes with satisfaction. In fact, she had been sleepy and tired for a long time. Now she got Su Wantong's guarantee and fell asleep in a few minutes.
Near zero, Su Wantong dims the light in the delivery room and tells Yuesao to take good care of her. Then she walks out of the room quietly. Outside the corridor are Qiao Mu and Ling Wanxing chatting side by side.
She raised her hand and gathered her hair. Looking at Qiao mu, she asked, "where's the baby? Where is it? "
"In the incubator, go and have a look?"
Su Wan Tong nodded and went to the incubator, then asked, "what did the doctor say? Is there any problem with the premature birth of such a long time? "
Qiao Mu pinched his eyebrows and explained in a low voice, "according to the doctor, seven or eight months of premature children, as long as they are properly taken care of, there will be no problem. So far, the little guy is healthy
Hearing this, Su Wan Tong's heart was finally on the ground.
Outside, Su Wantong and Ling Wanxing finally see the small animal in the incubator through the bright lights in the corridor.
He looks smaller than a full-term child and sleeps quietly.