Chapter 141

The time in the hospital is always very long. Qiao Xiaoxiao idly looks out of the window. Several birds chirp and fall on the tree and fly away. The light and shadow were still hidden behind the dense leaves, which is estimated to have shone on Qiao Xiaoxiao's pale face.

In Qiao Xiaoxiao's stunned Kung Fu, the door of the ward was gently pushed open. Qiao Xiaoxiao looked back. There was no accident. Standing by the door was mu Zehao, with a Thermos Pot in his hand.

Qiao Xiaoxiao stopped his head and frowned: "I've said it several times. I have no appetite and can't eat at all. Don't force me to eat."

Mu Zehao smiled with a good temper: "either say you. I don't know my happiness in the midst of happiness. I haven't been in the kitchen in my life. It's an exception for you. Try red jujube and medlar porridge. You don't know that just for this thing, my house was almost burned by me."

Qiao Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing. He was teased to laugh. Finally, a little blush appeared on his pale face. Mu Zehao comforted a lot when he looked at it. When he opened the lid of the thermos pot, there was a curl of white steam with the unique sweet taste of red dates, soft, waxy and waxy,. Mu Zehao scooped up a spoonful with a small spoon, blew it carefully, and then put it on Qiao Xiaoxiao's mouth: "for my sake of so hard work, at least try it, just have a taste, how about it?"

This time, Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't refuse. After tasting it, he saw mu Zehao looking at her with expectant eyes. He felt like a child waiting for praise after doing good deeds: "how about it? Is it delicious? "

Qiao Xiaoxiao carefully sipped the porridge in her mouth and reasoned that her mother had made this red jujube medlar porridge for her many times before. No one could make such a taste. The heat was just right and it was always sweet and greasy. The one made by mu Zehao obviously didn't master the heat well. The medlar had been cooked rotten, and it should have added more rock sugar for fear that it wasn't sweet enough, As a result, he had a voice, but Qiao Xiaoxiao strongly swallowed the porridge, then squeezed out a smile and said to Mu Zehao, "it's delicious."

"Really." Mu Zehao's eyes lit up and handed him a spoonful: "take another bite."

"No, I won't eat it. I said I'd only taste it."

"I won't eat it." Mu Zehao was a little disappointed, but he couldn't force it. He put down the thermos and took the water: "come on, have a drink."

The door of the ward was not closed. Doctors and nurses who came and went could see mu Zehao's enviable doting on Qiao Xiaoxiao.

At the same time, the other side struggled to find the source of blood. After walking in the yama palace, Qiao Tongtong survived. Qiao Tongtong lay on the hospital bed with white lips, or his whole face was pale and frowned slightly, as if he was still in pain in his sleep.

On the edge of the hospital bed stood an old doctor in a white coat and white hair. Opposite him was Mu Lingqi, who stayed up all night. He had black eyes and a circle of blue stubble around his mouth. He looked at the highly respected attending doctor opposite him: "doctor, will she be all right when she wakes up?"

The doctor said, "in theory, yes. Now miss Qiao has been out of danger and her breathing has been stable. We can almost be sure that she will be fine as long as she wakes up."

"That's good, thank you..." Mu Lingqi breathed at his strengths, but before he could have time, he felt relieved and completely fell back into his stomach. He heard the doctor say, "but... Ah, but this time, it did great damage to miss Qiao's body. She was angry and lost both blood and blood. After this accident, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

Mu Lingqi looked worried: "I'm afraid what?"

"I'm afraid I can't get pregnant anymore." The doctor gently spit out these words from his mouth, and Mu Lingqi's face suddenly changed. Although he was dissatisfied with Qiao Tongtong, he still couldn't bear the result. At this time, Qiao Tongtong on the hospital bed next to him suddenly moved his fingers a few times, and then gave a vague voice, startling the doctor and Mu Lingqi. They shut up immediately, Nervously watching the nurse come up to check Qiao Tongtong's condition.

Mulingqi took the attending doctor out of the ward and looked inside carefully. After confirming that he would not be heard, he said to the attending doctor, "what do you mean you can't get pregnant? That means she'll never have children again? "

"Yes, because after this time, her uterine wall has been very thin, and there is only a 20% chance that she can get pregnant. Even if she is really pregnant, she may cause a series of problems such as massive bleeding in the future, so we suggest that she should not get pregnant."

"Is there no cure? Can't you let her mend her body? "

The doctor shook his head helplessly: "this injury is irreversible. In a situation like Miss Qiao, we are really powerless. If there is a glimmer of hope, we certainly hope to cure Miss Qiao, but at present, I'm really sorry."

"OK, I see. Thank you." Mu Lingqi looked at the ground dejectedly. At this time, the nurse in the examination came out and said to the attending doctor, "the patient has completely woken up."

"No other symptoms?"

"No more."

The attending doctor explained: "these two days, give her something to eat to replenish qi and blood, and don't quarrel with her. The patient's mood can't be too excited or sad."

"OK, I see." Mu Lingqi replied wearily and was ready to go back to the ward. As soon as he took a step, he turned around and said to the doctor and nurse, "by the way, doctor, please don't tell anyone about her inability to get pregnant. When she gets out of the hospital and feels better, I will find a way to tell her myself. During her hospitalization, I don't want anyone to say it. "

When I opened the door of the ward, I saw that Qiao Tongtong had completely woke up and leaned against the pillow of the hospital bed. He was as angry as a hairspring. His pale lips trembled. Only his eyes were red. He should have cried when he woke up.

Just now, Qiao Tongtong was lying in bed in a coma, but he was not completely unconscious. He was half asleep and half awake. He felt like he had a long dream. In the dream, doctor Mu Lingqi was talking. He only felt very noisy and could not hear it clearly. He vaguely heard the words "loss of blood and blood" and "unable to get pregnant", which was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart.

She touched her stomach and felt flat. It seemed that she was missing something. She was very frightened. She waited for mu Lingqi to come in. She knew what her situation was, but she still didn't give up. She wanted to ask. What if she was still there? What if!

Seeing Mu Lingqi coming in, the tears she had stopped turned in her eyes again. She grabbed Mu Lingqi's hand and choked and said, "Ling Qi, where's my child? You tell me how my child is? I just touched my stomach a little flat. Have I been in a coma for too long and haven't eaten, and my stomach is flat? Come on, ask someone to buy me something to eat. If you don't eat again, the baby will be hungry. "

As he spoke, tears were still in his eyes, looking forward to Mu Lingqi, hoping that he could say, no, the child is still good. Any mother doesn't want her child to have something to do, although it's a child who hasn't been born and hasn't met.

Rooted in Qiao Tongtong's body, she can even feel that it is a very magical thing to grow bit by bit.

But now she felt that the warm place was a cold silence, especially Mu Lingqi's eyes also confirmed her conjecture.

Mu Lingqi was silent for a moment and said, "Tong Tong, I'll tell you something. The child is gone, but don't worry, we'll have another child."

"What?" Qiao Tongtong was stunned in situ, and tears flowed down like beads with broken lines. Qiao Tongtong finally couldn't help crying.

"Ling Qi, I'm sorry. It's my fault. It's all my fault. Our children, my children are gone, nothing." Finally, it has evolved into crying. Mu Lingqi sits by the bed, holds her, holds her head in his arms, and gently comforts: "it's okay, you're still young, this is gone. We can wait until you recover, and we'll have another one, and we'll have children."

"But..." Qiao Tongtong straightened up from Mu Lingqi's arms, looked at him with pitiful eyes and said, "I just had a long dream. The doctor said I couldn't get pregnant anymore. Is that false, right? How could I? " Then he stared at Mu Lingqi's stern side face.

When it comes to pregnancy, it's not vague at all. Everyone knows what means she uses to compete for mu Lingqi's heart. In fact, Mu Lingqi has always been reading about Qiao Xiaoxiao in her heart. If she can't get pregnant, she really has nothing, Muringqi will definitely not want her.

How can that be? How could she not have mu Lingqi? She must not be pregnant without Mu Lingqi.

She said, "they lied to me, didn't they? I'm so young that I can regenerate, right? I just... "After a pause, I didn't say the reason why I must have children." I just want my own child, Ling Qi. I really like children. I want a child that belongs to us. "

Mu Lingqi looked at her for a long time, nodded and said, "you have been in a coma for too long. No one has said such a thing. Just now the doctor told me that you have recovered well and can be discharged from the hospital in a few months. Then we can have children. Don't worry, we will have our own children, we will." Then he hugged Qiao Tongtong again.

Ye Minglin and Lin Jingyuan developed rapidly. They never knew that they could get along so well before.

When she got up in the morning, ye Minglin specially asked Lin Jingyuan, "honey, what would you like to eat today?"

Lin Jingyuan said, "there's nothing special to eat. I miss it a little. When I was very young, my mother would bring me a very exquisite small cake every time she came back from the outside. It was made of cream in various shapes. It was very delicious. I really miss that time. "

When she said this, ye Minglin understood, so he smiled and said, "it seems that you want to eat cake."

Lin Jingyuan nodded expectantly. When she recovered, she hurriedly said, "it doesn't matter. Don't bother. I just miss the taste of my childhood."