After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

"Mr. Bo? Mr. Bo? The umbilical cord was cut."

Bo Xiangcheng's expression was calm, he took the scissors and cut the umbilical cord mechanically, his eyes turned around the crying baby and then he took it back, as if he was a little out of control, he lowered his eyes and looked at An Qian's pale face again superior.

There was a long silence, with a heavy expression.

Finally, he squatted down, wiped off the sweat on An Qian's face, closed his eyes and kissed her forehead, "Honey, you've worked hard."

"In the future, I will never be born again."

An Qian had no strength and didn't want to speak.

The nurse wrapped the baby in a small quilt and hugged it in front of An Qian, "Look, Mrs. Bo, this is your baby. The skin is rare and tender. Look, the eyes are already open. The big double eyelids are so cute."

An Qian turned her eyes to take a look, but couldn't take her eyes back.

She thought her baby would be the same as Dai Tian's baby, all red and wrinkled at birth, and it would be fine after a while.

She was actually fair-skinned, with obvious double eyelids on her chubby face, she stopped crying now, and looked at her with big black grape-like eyes.

His eyes were a little dull, because at this time he didn't understand anything at all, and he couldn't see people clearly.

But, so cute.

Really... so cute! !

An Qian's mother's love came back in an instant, just now she was in so much pain, now she is full of mother's love, her heart is soft and in a mess, she feels that all the pain is worth it.

The nose was sore and the eye sockets were moist.

She hugged her carefully, and looked at the baby without blinking. It's hard to imagine that she actually gave birth to a baby...

This is really her baby.

"Xiang Cheng, look at him... isn't he cute?"

Bo Xiangcheng's eyes fell on the little baby, he hummed, and then he looked at An Qian again with some trepidation. There was a soft light in her eyes, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she was reluctant to take a look away from the baby.

She just... just said something angry, right?

It's just too uncomfortable to speak out, right?

Bo Xiangcheng was only willing to believe this reason.

An Qian looked at the baby, and looked a little apprehensive, "Look, the face shape, nose, eyebrows, and even the mouth are like yours!"

Bo Xiangcheng immediately said, "The eyes are like yours."

"That's true, anyway, I gave birth."

There was a soft light in Bao Xiangcheng's eyes: "I will be like you in the future, a beautiful and dazzling little princess."

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An Qian frowned, and looked up at him, "Didn't you hear the gender the doctor said just now?"

She was lying on the hospital bed dying and heard it all.

Bo Xiangcheng was slightly taken aback, "Isn't it a girl?"

"No! It's Xiaobaobao, didn't you hear what the doctor said?"

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips, he didn't listen much just now, she said the word divorce, how could he hear anything else.

The nurse took the baby away and checked other things. After weighing the baby, she also said to An Qian: "The baby is a healthy and beautiful baby, and weighs six catties."

It was dawn when An Qian was pushed out of the delivery room.

The four old people didn't sleep all night.

The baby was wrapped in a swaddle and slept next to An Qian.

Even the old lady ran up: "Ouch! Ouch! It can be regarded as coming out!"

"Did my dear baby suffer? I said you are too thin!"

"It's good to be safe now, look at this child, how cute it is."

Several old people stayed up all night, not only did not feel haggard, but they were full of energy and looked much younger.

An Qian was pushed into the advanced ward, and she could eat after waiting another two hours.

"Go to bed after eating, grandma made porridge for you with pork rib soup."

Mrs. Lian hurriedly said: "Just having a baby, it's good to drink brown sugar water. It has the effects of iron supplementation, diuresis, and lochia discharge. Drink two bowls of millet porridge, that's right."

Grandma An: "I think vegetable porridge is also good. Can Qianqian remember that when someone in our hometown has a baby, they just drink this vegetable porridge, and then have a bowl of chicken soup stewed by an old hen, that's fine."

Old Mrs. Bo laughed from ear to ear. She looked at An Qian for a while, and the baby for a while, listening to these old people's words, she burst into tears.

"I'm talking about you, so don't talk about it. I have prepared yam porridge, pumpkin porridge, red bean porridge, shredded chicken porridge, dried noodles, black chicken soup, crucian carp soup, big bone soup, trotter soup, and milk. Now, what do you like to eat? There are all of them, ah.”

Mrs. Xie: "We did everything we said, Gao Ying, you didn't do it yourself, did you?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Bo hurriedly said, "Nonsense! I made the pig's trotter soup."

After finishing speaking, several old people looked at An Qian and smiled lovingly, "So Qian Qian, what do you want to eat?"

An Qian: "..."

Not long after, various scents came from the ward.

Several old people were dismissed by Bo Xiangcheng on the grounds of taking a rest, and they didn't want to chatter about An Qian's rest and distract her attention

Bo Xiangcheng said, "Don't worry about them, I'll feed you whatever you want."

An Qian nodded.

next second.

The quiet baby burst into tears, "Wow woo woo woo!!"

An Qian was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss, "He...what's wrong with him?"

I saw Xiao Baobao crying and sucking the little quilt.

Bo Xiangcheng remembered the doctor's order that he needs to give milk to the baby within 10 minutes. Are you hungry?

He paused, and asked, "You wanted to breastfeed before, but if you change your mind now, I will prepare milk powder."

He said seriously, "I only have one attitude when it comes to the little guy, and that's your attitude."

"You don't have to worry about feeding milk powder. Having a baby is hard enough, you can do whatever you want."