Cool Treasure from Heaven: Mo Shaoxi as Father

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yin Zirui pursed his lips and looked at her steadily, without saying a word.

It's just something flickering in the dark eyes.

Yin Ziyang on the side tugged at the corner of his clothes and looked up at him, "Brother, I understand your sadness, but what Mommy said is right, we are men, we must have a strong heart, so don't get entangled in it anymore OK?"

The two sang together, Yin Zirui's eyes fell on his brother again, and finally nodded.

"Mum, brother, I'm sorry for making you worry."

It was because he was too obsessed with this and insisted on getting an answer.

Although there are still lumps in his heart, at this moment, he chooses to follow the persuasion of his family.

Things have happened, he shouldn't be depressed all the time.

The little guy's expression slightly changed, Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief, patted his head, and said softly, "Zi Rui, don't say sorry. Just remember that we are a family, no matter what happens, we will always be there for you around."

The knot in my heart is not so easy to untie.

But the little guy is really sensible and can listen to the opinions of others.

She is proud of him.

"Mommy."

Feeling Lin Qian's tenderness, Yin Zirui threw himself into her arms again.

Lin Qian smiled and stroked his back.

Yin Ziyang on the side also smiled, and stretched out his hand to scratch his little head.

After the mother and son got bored for a while, Lin Qian let the brothers play by themselves.

Yin Ziyang told Yin Zirui about Yin Qinglan's hospitalization, and the two brothers looked at Lin Qian with concern.

Lin Qian originally wanted to take the two cubs to the hospital to visit Yin Qinglan, but when she thought that Yin Qinglan had just lost her child, if she took the two cubs to the hospital now, wouldn't she be touching Yin Qinglan's wound?
It's not too late to wait for Yin Qinglan to recover a little before taking the children to visit her.

Lin Qian talked to the two little ones, then went downstairs to look at the chicken soup in the kitchen.

When the stew was almost done, she filled the chicken soup into a thermos, told the brothers, and went to the hospital.

In the ward, Yin Qinglan was already awake, and Nangong Li was talking with her.

Lin Qian walked in with a smile, shaking the thermos.

"Qinglan, I made some chicken soup for you, drink it while it's hot."

Yin Qinglan didn't have much energy and forced a smile at Lin Qian.

Nangong Li, who was sitting by the bed, thanked Lin Qian, "Sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work."

"It's nothing, it's easy."

Lin Qian poured out a bowl of chicken soup, and Nangong Li was ready to take it.

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

Lin Qian motioned for Nangong Li to answer the phone first, while she came to the bedside with chicken soup.

Nangong Li smiled, took out his mobile phone and took a look, the smile on his face paused slightly.

"Sister-in-law, take care of Qinglan for me first, and I'll go out to answer the phone."

It's his mother calling!
"Ok."

Lin Qian had no objection, scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup and blew on it.

"Sister-in-law, I'll do it myself."

Yin Qinglan didn't have much appetite, but she didn't want to save Lin Qian's face, so she took two sips of the chicken soup from Lin Qian's hand.

Seeing that she had taken two sips, Lin Qian wanted to put it down, so she hurriedly said, "No more? You only took two sips, isn't it good?"

"No, I have no appetite." Yin Qinglan smiled.

"Drink a few more sips if you don't have an appetite. After all, miscarriage is like confinement. If you don't take care of your body, you will suffer in the future."

Lin Qian persuaded, and then made a joke, "What's more, I personally boiled this soup for a long time, if you just take a few sips, I will be sad."

Hearing this, Yin Qinglan smiled helplessly, and could only drink the whole bowl of chicken soup.

"Okay, I'm done drinking, so don't be sad now!"

"Hey, very satisfied."

Lin Qian chuckled, and took the bowl from Yin Qinglan's hand, "Would you like another bowl?"

"Farewell, please forgive me! If you drink any more, I'm going to throw up."

"..."

The two chatted casually. Lin Qian was about to clear the table when a woman's voice came from the door.

"Ali, do you still want to hide it from me? I have already asked her doctor. She hurt her uterus and can't have children!"

"Mom, take it easy! It's not that Qinglan is infertile, but it's just that it's difficult to have children. Now that technology is so advanced, we'll talk about it later."

"I'll talk about it later! Ali, our family has been passed down for several generations. Is it possible that we want to marry a hen that doesn't lay eggs? How can this work? Do you want our Nangong family to have no descendants?"

"Mom, this is a hospital. Can you not mention this at this time? Let's go, I'll take you back first. "

"..."

A few words fell into Yin Qinglan's ears.

She stared blankly at the door, her small face turning white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Sister-in-law, did you hear anything just now? Are the voices of Ali and his mother outside?"

Of course Lin Qian heard it.

Nangong Li's mother is here!

She also knew about the pregnancy in Yin Qinglan's uterus!
Lin Qian moved her lips, not knowing what to say.

Not hearing Lin Qian's answer, Yin Qinglan looked at her, saw her tangled appearance, and grabbed the quilt tightly, "Sister-in-law, you know that too, right? I was in a car accident and hurt my uterus, so I can't conceive any more children in the future." Yeah?"

Yin Qinglan's voice trembled a little, and his eyes turned red instantly.

Lin Qian was not in a good mood. Seeing her tearful eyes, she quickly sat down and comforted her, "Qinglan, the doctor just said that you hurt your uterus and it will be difficult to have children. It's not that you won't be able to have children in the future. Just like what Nangong Li said , now that technology is so advanced..."

"So, it's true! I actually hurt my uterus!"

Yin Qinglan interrupted Lin Qian's words, her voice raised a few times, with a hint of trill.

Lin Qian opened her mouth and swallowed the words that reached her mouth.

"Qinglan..."

"How could this be? I won't be able to be a mother in the future? How could this be!"

Yin Qinglan cried bitterly, beating the bed vigorously with both hands.

Lin Qian was anxious and sad, and comforted her repeatedly, "Qinglan, don't be like this."

Yin Qinglan was crying uncontrollably, leaving Lin Qian at a loss for what to do.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Yin Moran strode in.

"Qinglan, what's going on?"

Yin Moran frowned slightly, walked to Lin Qian's side and asked.

Seeing him coming, Lin Qian stood up with a worried expression on her face, "Mo Ran, Qinglan... she knows."

understood?
Know your uterus is damaged?

Yin Moran frowned even tighter. Seeing Yin Qinglan on the bed crying, he sat down with his lips pursed.

Lin Qian on the side couldn't see anyone crying, her nose was sore.

She didn't want to make her eyes red at this time, so she went to the bathroom.

Yin Moran, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, took out two pieces of paper and handed them to Yin Qinglan, "Qinglan, don't cry."

Yin Qinglan raised his tearful eyes, looked at Yin Moran's concerned expression, and threw himself into his arms.

"Brother, I won't be able to give birth in the future, what should I do?"