Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

After another two hours of waiting...

The door of the operating room was pushed open again, and the doctor pushed Qin Yiren out on a mobile stretcher.

Because she was sent to the operating room urgently, she didn't have time to change into the hospital gown. The daily clothes were stained with a little blood, and she was covered with a white sheet, which made her face as pale as paper.

The four people in the corridor came forward in an instant.

Qin's mother and elder brother called her name softly, but Qin Yiren didn't feel anything, just closed her eyes and breathed weakly.

Chu Xinian looked at the unconscious little woman with distress.

The joy of becoming a father just faded away, so he asked first, "Doctor, when will she wake up?"

"The effect of the anesthetic will last for about two hours, and the specific situation is hard to say for the time being."

The doctors and nurses pushed the stretcher to the ward, and continued with a serious expression: "The patient has transfused nearly one-third of the blood in his body, and you need to take good care of him for the next period of time. It is best for three people to work in shifts, 24 hours a day."

"okay, I get it."

Chu Xianian agreed without hesitation, and stayed by Qin Yiren's side every step of the way, raising his hand to gently hold her slender fingers exposed under the blanket.

Perhaps it was due to massive blood loss.

Her hands were a little cold to the touch, and people couldn't help but think of those terrible endings.

Unconsciously holding his breath, Chu Xinian held her hand a little harder, and scratched her palm affectionately, trying to wake her up.

Even just looking at him, such a small response can make him feel at ease.

It's a pity that Qin Yiren, who was in a coma, couldn't understand his mood, and his beautiful brows were slightly frowned, as if immersed in a bad dream.

The doctor explained the precautions concisely, and sent Qin Yiren to her ward, "If the patient wakes up at any time, please ring the bell immediately, and I will come to check on the situation."

The Qin family's mother naturally occupied the best position, watching her daughter lying quietly on the hospital bed with tears streaming down her face, choked up and speechless.

Qin Er turned his head and rubbed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you doctor, we will."

Although Bao Jingxing taught anatomy at the medical university, he did not study for a doctor of medicine for nothing. He carefully asked the doctor about various situations that occurred during the operation, and looked at Qin Yiren with a worried look.

"Professor Bo, judging from the current situation, when to wake up depends on the patient's own efforts."

The doctor asked about his identity, and continued respectfully: "Actually, we were only a little bit close to issuing a critical illness notice a few times. Fortunately, the patient's will to survive is very strong, and I hope it can support her to wake up quickly."

Bao Jingxing nodded slightly, with a gloomy expression, not wanting to speak.

The doctor said goodbye with a wink and left, leaving only Qin's mother and three men with their own merits in the ward.

"Yi Ren..."

Qin's mother choked up and caressed her daughter's face, not daring to imagine the life-and-death experience in the operating room.

Qin Er looked at the unsightly white sheet, took out his mobile phone and checked the nearby supermarkets, selected the cutest bedding and nightdress, and clicked on the demand for delivery.

Chu Xianian couldn't compete with Qin's mother for the best position.

The slender figure stood on the other side of the hospital bed, and he looked at the pale and delicate face of the little woman on the bed for a moment, with unspeakable fear in his heart.

Bao Jingxing was also standing very close, seeing the mother of the Qin family patting her chest occasionally, she immediately said, "Aunt Qin, please remain calm, if your mood continues like this, Miss Qin won't be able to see you when she wakes up. "

After being reminded by him, Qin Er quickly looked at his mother: "Mom, do you have any medicine with you?"

Qin's mother shook her head with an ugly expression. She suddenly received the news that her daughter was about to give birth. She came from home in such a hurry, where did she remember to bring her medicine?

"Then you wait, I'll buy medicine for you."

As Qin Er said, he turned and left the ward. When he passed by Bao Jingxing, he gave him a complicated look, but he didn't say anything after all.

Not to mention whether the Qin family can compete with such a behemoth as the Bo family, but what Bo Jingxing said is correct, no matter whether his sister is Huang Qian or Qin Yiren, it cannot change the fact that she is his sister.

Knowing that Bao Jingxing was secretly looking forward to Qin Yiren's recovery of memory, Qin Er had nothing to say and could not comment on his right or wrong.

Seeing Qin Er leave, Bao Jingxing slowly sat down on the sofa, "Aunt Qin, since the effect of the anesthetic has not ended, the possibility of Miss Qin waking up is very slim, you need to wait patiently."

The Qin family's mother didn't know Bao Jingxing, but she could tell that Bo Jingxing cared about her daughter very much.

Reluctantly holding the corner of her lips, she looked at Chu Xiannian who was standing opposite, and explained kindly: "In the past, Yi Ren was taken care of by me, and it will take two hours for her to wake up. You go and see the baby, I'm here In a hurry, I didn't bring anything ready for the baby."

Chu Xiannian hesitated for a moment, not wanting to leave the unconscious Qin Yiren.

But that pink and tender little life also needs his care.

Chu Xianian pursed his lips, took a deep look at Qin Yiren, and left the ward to go to the neonatal incubator.

The insulation room does not allow outsiders to enter and exit. There are more than a dozen small babies lying in the delicate glass through the thick glass windows, with their identities written on the labels.

Although the newborn babies all look similar in theory, Chu Xiannian almost instinctively found the little guy he had just met.

The little guy seemed to be aware of his existence, and shook his head to look at him. His black and white eyes were clear and ignorant, which made him instantly feel the sense of responsibility of being a daddy.

Putting his hand on the cold glass window, Chu Xinian greeted the little guy with gentle eyes, which attracted the attention of the nurses in the insulation room.

Putting down the bottle in her hand, the nurse looked up.

Even though he knew that Chu Xianian was greeting the little baby, his cheeks blushed involuntarily, and he had no resistance to the handsome and gentle man.

She didn't remember which baby Chu Xianian was the father of. She walked to the incubator where the baby lived, looked at the label hanging in front, and was surprised that Chu Xianian could tell which one was his daughter.

Chu Xiannian met her gaze and raised his hand to beckon, with a melancholy look on his brows and eyes that made one's heart soften.

The nurse entrusted the work to a colleague, went out and asked, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"I want to know, do you want to prepare something for the baby?"

Chu Xianian's eyes still fell on that cute and incredible little guy, and he explained in a low voice: "It happened suddenly, I didn't have time to prepare."

"You can bring the things you have prepared at home. Other things, such as baby bottles, milk powder and small clothes, are equipped in the hospital."