Seeing Feng Shaojin standing behind the screen, Mo Lingwei stood up from the water in a panic and put on his clothes, "I heard from my sister-in-law that this scar was accidentally cut by Fang Liang when I was saving people in the sea of fire." The sharp thorns of the collapsed pillars were scratched, it took too long, and the healing time was delayed..."
Mo Lingwei rolled up her trousers and touched the wound on her leg: "These scars are already very faded, and after a few years of scar removal cream, there will probably be only a faint off-white color left."
Feng Shaojin turned around abruptly, and through the screen, he saw shadowy people.
He walked around the screen, came to her side, knelt down, and caressed the scar from chopsticks on her calf, "Is it the injury from saving someone?"
"Um."
Feng Shaojin stroked the long scar with his fingertips: "It must have hurt at that time, right?"
"I don't remember." Mo Lingwei shook her head and put on her clothes: "It should hurt a little, but it's gone."
Feng Shaojin picked her up, put her on the edge of the bed and sat, his eyes fell on her lower abdomen, and his palms were pressed against her belly through the clothes: "Where is the scar here? How did it come from?"
Mo Lingwei's face turned red, she patted the back of his hand, and turned her face away: "I have a tumor in my stomach, my sister-in-law performed an operation for me, and took the tumor out..."
Feng Shaojin's gaze was fixed on her face, "Your brother and sister-in-law told you this too?"
"En." Mo Lingwei nodded.
Feng Shaojin recalled in his mind what Xiu'er had said to him: Xiang Yi was born prematurely and was taken out of her belly by caesarean section.
C-section!
The only one who can do this kind of surgery is Chu Yunyao except Mo Lingwei.
Feng Shaojin's complexion became serious little by little: "When was this operation done? How long have you been recuperating? Do you remember?"
Mo Lingwei shook her head, "I don't remember the exact date."
Feng Shaojin asked again: "It's about the same as Xiang Yi's birth date, right?"
Mo Lingwei has no doubts about him: "Well, I have cultivated for almost a month, and Xiangyi has just completed the full moon."
After thinking through a series of things, Mo Lingwei patted herself on the head: "My sister-in-law must have performed an operation on me and caused my fetal gas to cause Xiangyi to give birth prematurely."
Feng Shaojin's Adam's apple rolled: "In what month was Xiang Yi born? How many months premature?"
Mo Lingwei answered truthfully one by one.
She leaned against the head of the bed, resting her sore foot on his knee, and Feng Shaojin kneaded it with equal strength in his hands. Between the two of them asking and answering, one was honest and honest, while the other asked deliberately. …
Mo Lingwei took a nap in the bamboo garden, and when she woke up, she saw Feng Shaojin sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a sachet in his hand, and was in a daze.
Mo Lingwei sat up, Feng Shaojin came back to his senses, and turned to look at her: "Are you awake?"
"Yeah." Mo Lingwei lifted the quilt and put on the shoes, and found that her ankle was no longer hurting. She glanced at the kit in his hand and asked in a low voice, "Is this kit really mine?"
"Um."
"I gave it to you?"
"No, I took it myself." Feng Shaojin felt a little resentful: "You don't seem to have given me anything."
Mo Lingwei pursed her lips and smiled: "Didn't you say we're married? I'm yours now, what more do you want?"
Feng Shaojin: "..."
The corners of Feng Shaojin's lips curled up slightly, his dark pupils were tightly stuck to her body, and he said meaningfully: "Everyone is mine now, and I really shouldn't ask you too much."
Feng Shaojin helped her put on her shoes: "There are still some things I want to ask your brother and sister-in-law, let's go there first."
Whose child is Xiang Yi?