Forced to become his stand-in wife

"Yang Yang, where's the child?" Ling Qiu asked again.

He looked around, but he didn't see the child. There was panic in his eyes, and all kinds of fearful thoughts rushed into his brain for a while, and his body trembled uncontrollably.Xia Yang hurriedly said: "The child's body is a little cold, so put it in the incubator."

Ling Qiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Take me to see her."

When Ling Qiu just finished the operation and his body was hurting, Xia Yang felt sorry for him.

"Lie here, and I'll ask the nurse to bring the baby in."

Ling Qiu grabbed his hand and shook his head: "The child is not in good health, I'd better go, I'm fine..."

Fearing that Xia Yang wouldn't believe it, Ling Qiu repeated: "I'm really fine... I don't hurt..."

No matter how painful he was in the past, he survived it, but now he just gave birth to a child and lost too much blood. Compared with what Qin Muyang brought to him before, these are nothing.

Listening to his explanation, Xia Yang felt sour and bubbling.

Why doesn't Ling Qiu always care about his own body, the child's health is not good, and his body is not good, can't he think more about himself?

In the end, Ling Qiu couldn't hold back, Xia Yang asked the nurse to bring the wheelchair and helped Ling Qiu up.

Xia Yang pushed Ling Qiu into the child's room.

As if telepathically, Ling Qiu saw his child at a glance.

Ling Qiu raised his hand and asked Xia Yang to push him over. When he got to the incubator, Ling Qiu slightly propped up his weak body and looked inside through the glass.

Although it was a nine-month-old child, the child did not live well in his womb. He was pitifully small and skinny when he was born.

—Paleodystrophy looks like.

There seemed to be a feeling between the parents and the child. The child who had been sleeping with his eyes closed suddenly woke up, squinting his eyes slightly, and crying with his mouth open.

Weak crying sounded into Ling Qiu's ears, as if a small hand was tightly holding his heart.

Ling Qiu subconsciously stretched out his hand to hug the child, but when his fingertips touched the glass, he retracted timidly.

His movements were so obvious that he couldn't escape the nurse's eyes.

The nurse asked, "Mr. Ling, do you want to hug the baby?"

Ling Qiu was stunned for a moment, surprise filled his moist eyes.

"I... can I hug her?"

"You are the father of the child, of course."

"No, I'm afraid of hurting the child."

The nurse comforted him and said, "No, how could it be so easy to get hurt, be bolder."

Speaking of which, the nurse opened the incubator and carefully carried the child out, the child was still crying, the nurse gently patted the child's back and coaxed it gently, and then carried it to Ling Qiu.

Ling Qiu imitated the nurse's movements and hugged the child in his arms.

The child is soft and small, like a fragile object, afraid of being crushed by force, and afraid of being loose and falling to the ground.

Because of nervousness, Ling Qiu's pupils constricted, and his breathing eased a bit.

"Don't be nervous, just hug her like this, she will be very comfortable."

After being guided by the nurse, Ling Qiu was finally not afraid anymore, he lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth into a smile.

This is his baby his habitat.

Qi Qi, who was crying so hard, became quiet when he got into his father's arms, and the corners of his mouth even raised an arc.

Xia Yang from behind was shocked when he saw it: "Look, look, she smiled, so cute, Qiuqiu looks just like you."

Xia Yang's tone was full of envy, not because he envied Ling Qiu for having a child, but because he envied the person who made Ling Qiu willingly conceive and have a child.

"Yang Yang, do you want to hug?" Ling Qiu raised his head and asked Xia Yang.

Xia Yang shook his head quickly, the newborn child was as soft as a bone.

Thinking of the time when he was holding the child in front with Ling Qiu on his back, he broke out in a cold sweat from fright.

At that time, I didn't feel anything when my emotions were occupied by tension and fear, but now that I think about it, I really feel scared.

If you want him to hug again, he doesn't dare to hug her again.

Ling Qiu smiled softly and didn't say anything more, he continued to hug the child and coax him gently.

The faint light in the room shone on him, very soft and warm.

Xia Yang couldn't help but stared blankly, he thought in his heart, was he the same as Ling Qiu when his mother gave birth to him?

"Qiuqiu, have you thought about the child's name?"

"Think it over." Ling Qiu softly spit out two words, "Ling Qi."

"Sounds good, which one is it? Is it Qian at the beginning of the 卄 prefix?"

Ling Qiu shook his head, and replied, "It's Qi, the homonym of Xi."

Xia Yang didn't ask any more questions, because he already knew that Qiqi, the place of habitat, is such a good name.

"Qiqi." Xia Yang called softly.

The child sleeping in Ling Qiu's arms seemed to know that it was calling her, she stretched out her little hand, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

Not long after hugging, the child was sent to the incubator again, Ling Qiu looked at it reluctantly and didn't want to leave.

After hearing that the child could leave the incubator tomorrow, he returned to the ward to rest in peace.

Ling Qiu was bleeding profusely and had severe anemia. When he moved from the wheelchair to the bed, he became very dizzy, and his eyes were spinning.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep not long after.

Looking at his sleeping face, Xia Yang wondered how he should tell him about Qiqi's heart disease.

- Thinking of the scene of Ling Qiu and Qi Qi just staying together, he couldn't bear it.

Thinking about it, Xia Yang was also sleepy, he hadn't closed his eyes for 26 hours, his heavy eyelids were half-drawn, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while

The.

The next day, the child was taken out by the nurse, put into the stroller, and pushed to Ling Qiu's room.

"Can I cuddle her to sleep?"

The nurse replied: "I don't recommend it. The child is too young. One is afraid of pressing her, and the other is that she is worried that the quilt will cover her."

The child is very hungry and needs to be fed every two or three hours.

Although the child was born by Ling Qiu, he is a man and does not have breast milk, so he can only drink formula milk.

Although Ling Qiu is poor, the food he uses is selected for the child as much as possible. A can of milk powder is around [-], and the advertisement says that it is similar in nutrition to breast milk.

The nurse patiently taught Ling Qiu how to adjust the milk powder and test the temperature, told him how to hold the baby to breastfeed, and told him a lot of precautions.

It was Ling Qiu's first breastfeeding, and the milk flowed everywhere, and he was full of self-blame, obviously he had read books and videos about these things, why did he get into his hands, he was like an idiot.

The nurse smiled: "It's unfamiliar for the first time, but after a few more tries, you'll get used to it."

The child showed slight signs of spitting up milk, the first time Ling Qiu saw the child spitting up milk, his face turned pale with nervousness.

He was relieved only after the nurse told him it was normal.

The nurse thought to herself, if this matter is so tense, doesn't he know that the child has a heart attack...

It would cost hundreds of dollars to stay in the hospital for a day, and Ling Qiu didn't dare to stay in the hospital for two days.

His body hasn't recovered yet, Xia Yang has to take care of him now when he goes to the toilet, and his body hurts badly even when he moves, so he can't be discharged from the hospital at all.

But Ling Qiu insisted on leaving the hospital, no matter how much he persuaded him, it was useless.

Xia Yang hurriedly said: "Ling Qiu, even if you don't want to think about yourself, you should also think about Qiqi. Your body is not recovered now, and the wound may recur later. If you are sick, who will take care of Qiqi? To make money and support the family."

Sitting on the bed, Ling Qiu froze, he bit his lower lip, and there was a tooth mark on the pink lip.

"How soon can I be discharged from the hospital?" This question was asked by the nurse standing aside.

The nurse said, "At least two days."

Ling Qiu nodded, but reluctantly agreed.

The nurse breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to Xia Yang to signal him to go out.

"Qiuqiu, I'm going out for a while."

Ling Qiu said "En.", and continued to hug and coax the child.

The first thing the nurse said after leaving was: "Tell him that his daughter has a heart attack."

"...Not yet." Xia Yang's eyes flashed with confusion, "I don't know how to tell him."

"He has almost recovered now. You can talk to him about the situation and let him prepare in advance. Don't start to panic when his daughter gets sick."

Xia Yang nodded, indicating that he understood.

But after returning to the room, seeing Ling Qiu holding the child, he didn't know how to speak again.

Otherwise, take it easy...

This delay actually dragged on until he was discharged from the hospital. Ling Qiu went through the discharge procedures and was about to leave. Before leaving, the nurse who had been looking after him and the child ran up to him.

"Mr. Ling, I suggest you apply for a card."

"What card?" Ling Qiu wondered, what kind of discount card came to mind at the first time, could the hospital still offer discounts?

Nurse: "Regularly check the card of the body."

Ling Qiu thought it was a physical examination for him, he shook his head and said: "My body has recovered very well, there is no need for more examinations."

What's more, this regular inspection costs a lot of money, and it's not worth wasting money on him.

As soon as the nurse heard it, she immediately knew that Xia Yang hadn't told Ling Qiu about the child's heart attack, and she looked dissatisfied at the timid person standing aside.

It seems that she still has to say it herself.

"Mr. Ling, it's not you who are doing regular checkups, but your child."

"Qiqi?" Upon hearing that it was Qiqi, Ling Qiu's heart suddenly rose, and his voice trembled slightly, "Is there something wrong with Xiqi's body?"

The nurse didn't answer Ling Qiu's words in a hurry, but asked him to put the baby in the stroller, or let Xia Yang hold it.

Xia Yang took the initiative to hug the child this time.

Ling Qiu looked nervous, and his palms were sweating coldly. He watched the nurse open the folder and took out a physical examination form from it.

"Mr. Ling, here is your daughter's physical examination form. She suffers from congenital heart disease."

Ling Qiu's heart felt as if an invisible hand had ruthlessly pierced through his chest, pulling half of it vigorously, exuding severe pain, and carrying an unprecedented level of fear.

The breath of despair that rushed to his face seemed to drown him bit by bit, making him unable to breathe.

He held his breath subconsciously, and reached out to take the form in the nurse's hand.

He comforted himself countless times in his heart not to panic, but his hands were trembling, the paper was shaking, and his vision was blurry.

The words on it are very small, but Ling Qiu can still see that there is a defect in the heart column at a glance.

Congenital heart disease is marked below.

Ling Qiu opened his mouth to say something, but he found that the depth of his throat seemed to be blocked by his heart, and he couldn't even cry.