Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

The doctor opened Wen Ci's stomach and injected needle after needle. Wen Ci wanted to cover it with his hands, but Song Tingran quickly held his hand to comfort him.

Doctors rarely take on such a birth. After practicing medicine for so many years, this is only the second case.

In fact, many people think that this is what childbirth is like, and they feel ashamed, so they don't ask a doctor.

Wen Ci gritted his teeth, and Song Tingran was afraid that he had bitten his tongue. There was nothing he could take advantage of at the moment, so he stuffed his wrist in in desperation.

Song Tingran instantly felt a heartbreaking pain. She endured it and looked at Wen Ci with heartache.

At this moment, the person on the bed who is desperately giving birth to the baby must be feeling a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than this.

With the help of the doctor's acupuncture and Yu Jing's massage, Wen Ci went much smoother, and soon, a baby girl was born.

It was only seven months old, so it was very small. It was wrapped in a small quilt and held gently by Shi Yan.

The child cried very little and was very weak. The doctor said that he should take good care of him in the future.

After the doctor finished giving instructions, he gave Wen Ci a few more injections. The bleeding under his body stopped, but he was also extremely weak and fell asleep directly.

"One more thing. I'm afraid this husband of yours won't be able to have another child in the future. Be mentally prepared. It's best not to tell him first, otherwise it will not be good for your body's recovery."

Song Tingran didn't care about this. He thanked the doctor for saving his life. As long as he was fine, he sent the doctor to the door.

The husbands were very worried and now entered the house.

Everyone felt heartbroken when they saw Wen Ci's sleepy appearance.

Lu Sanhao stood outside the door and did not come in. He said through the door: "Song Tingran, the county magistrate has some questions to ask."

"Okay, I'll be right here."

"My wife, wash your hands before you go. It's all Wen Ci's blood. Don't be rude."

Shi Yan took a deep look at his wife's hands. She would wash them carefully and naturally, and then asked everyone to take care of them first. She would be back soon.

Zhao Yu wiped the sweat from Yu Jing's forehead. Seeing the current situation, he didn't want to disturb him, so he took the two husbands home and came to visit another day.

Magistrate Ding is in the courtyard, and the people from the government office have completed the search.

"Song Tingran, apart from the embroidery, is there anything else missing from your home?"

"Sir, no, we have agreed to cooperate with Moxiang Xiufang in Shengjing City a few days ago, and we rejected the embroidery workshop in the town, the one where the shopkeeper is named Bai Wei. I don't know if it has something to do with this, and Mei Shuangjin, a famous actor who is new to Pingan Town, has been coming to my house these days to get close to me, and she was one of the people who died just now."

Song Tingran deliberately didn't mention Yueyue's matter, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain how he got the child back from the villain.

"Well, we will continue to investigate this matter and try our best to help you find the lost embroidery. Do you remember what it looks like?"

"Remember, my parents Yuqiao used to design on paper first and then start embroidering. This time it is for Moxiang Embroidery Workshop. The patterns on it are all our own. I will get the drawings."

Lu Sanhao put away the drawings.

County Magistrate Ding stared at Song Tingran, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Two men in black died near the embroidery workshop, and the other three men in black seemed to be poisoned, but they are not dead yet. Have you seen any clues?"

Song Tingran was displeased that the other three were still alive, probably because they were less contaminated, so they didn't have any poisonous hair yet.

"No, I was scared when I saw it."

"Sure?"

"Well, civilian girls don't dare to tell lies."

Magistrate Ding left with a large group of people.

On the road.

"Master Lu, do you think there is something fishy about the deaths of those men in black?"

"Yes, but we have to wait for the autopsy results to come out before we make a decision. Song Tingran said that he saw a man in black falling down after touching the blood stains, so he has to be very careful and needs to go back to the Yamen to use some tools. He doesn't dare to Too much contact with the blood will take some time. Sir, do you suspect that Song Tingran did it?"

"The villagers of Daniu are simple and honest villagers. Things were lost in the Song family's home, and the embroidery workshop was on fire. Only people from the Song family were at the first scene... There was a conflict between the two parties, and the fight may have resulted in the death of the man in black. , but our people did not find the murder weapon in the Song family, and no one in the Song Tingran family knows martial arts."

Lu Sanhao remained silent. This matter was full of doubts. Since the missing embroidery was not found, there must be other accomplices. The only way to know the truth of the matter was to seize the time to hunt them down and find them.

The sky outside has turned white.

Wen Ci can't move around now, and he sleeps and wakes up from time to time. Song Tingran and Wen Li stay with him, never leaving. Because of the special situation, they take care of him together.

Over at Changyu Bridge, he was no longer confused and took Yueyue to the room where Wen Ci slept.

Shi Yan and Qiao Jinshu had to go to the book school the next day, but at this moment, they were both tense and relaxed.

An An and Xiao Yu temporarily slept next to Sang Cheng and cried for half the night, but now they slept peacefully.

Wen Ci didn't wake up until noon on the second day. His throat was dry and hoarse. Wen Li brought a glass of warm water over and fed him slowly with a spoon.

With the moistening of water, Wen Ci felt a little better, but it hurt a lot when swallowing.

"Brother, brother, where is the wife? Is it true that... I have embarrassed her and she doesn't want to see me again."

"Brother, what are you talking about? My wife stayed with you last night and didn't sleep much. She's black and blue right now and is making old duck soup for you in the kitchen."

"really?"

"Really, brother, please feel free, but when have I ever lied to you?"

Wen Li's eyes were red and swollen, but his smile came from the heart. He helped his brother sit up halfway, leaning on a soft cushion behind him.

Song Tingran came in with white radish and old duck soup. When he saw that Wen Ci had woken up, he was so happy that he quickly put the soup down.

Light and nutritious

"How do you feel? You really scared me to death last night, and you kept saying stupid things. You know, I can't live without you."

"Well..." Wen Ci cried again when he saw Song Tingran.

Wen Li brought the child over to show Wen Ci.

"Brother, look how cute this child is. You gave birth to a baby girl for your wife!"

"Hello, baby girl, does the wife like it?"

Wen Ci didn't have the strength to reach out and touch it, but his eyes shone with deep love.

"I like him very much. You got this child by stepping into the gate of hell. You can choose the name."

Wen Ci had thought about it a lot before, and had made several decisions with his wife, but now he was not sure.

I wanted to choose a name from the names I had thought of before, but I couldn't remember any of them, as if I had lost my memory.

Song Tingran saw his confused look, and she muttered to him one by one.

"Song Can." Wen Ci murmured. He liked this name. The sun was shining brightly. He hoped his child would be like this.

"Let this child have your last name? I think Wen sounds better." Song Tingran asked tentatively. After all, Wen Ci would not be able to have another child in the future, and he would feel very sad knowing that.

"No, let's call her Song Can. It should match the wife's surname, cough cough cough."

It wasn't long before Wen Ci sat up, and Song Tingran quickly helped him lie down.