stop pampering me

The vision in front of her eyes was blurred, and she could only vaguely see an orange light. At this moment, Wan Qian only had one thought in her mind: he was still alive.

"Aqian, Aqian!" Huo Yongsen happily called his lover's name.

The finger holding the splint of the blood oxygen machine moved, and Huo Yongsen hurriedly covered it with his hand. The cold finger scratched his palm gently, and looked at him with moist eyes.

Huo Yongsen suddenly felt that his heart was filled to the brim, everything was filled without a single gap.

The postpartum mother was very weak. Wan Qian had to lie in bed for more than 20 days after this major operation before she could move around.

"Be careful, slow down." Huo Yongsen held the pole for hanging the IV drip in one hand, and supported the man with the other hand to prevent him from falling down. He couldn't feel the meat under his palm, but he felt it was full of protruding bones.

Wanqian's weight fluctuated wildly. When he was pregnant with the baby, his face was still ruddy and chubby. After the operation, his weight fell to Waterloo again. He also took a lot of anti-rejection medicine every day, which made him lose his appetite. His cheeks and chin They are all painfully thin.

"It still hurts." Wan Qian frowned and said in a low voice.

Huo Yongsen immediately became nervous: "Is it a wound? Do you want to ask Fang Fei to take a look?"

Wan Qian grabbed Huo Yongsen's clothes and shook her head: "I'm fine, maybe it's because the wound hasn't healed, I'd better sit in a wheelchair and want to see the child."

Because his body was so weak, his voice was always a little weak. Huo Yongsen sent someone to push a wheelchair and push him to the next room where the baby was.

At this moment, Cheng Jiayun was in the baby room, leaning on tiptoes on the wall of the incubator, and seeing two figures at the door, she happily ran to Wan Qian and said, "Look, uncle, my cousin is so small and cute." !"

As Cheng Jiayun said, Wan Qian gave birth to her two cousins.

Premature babies have to stay in the incubator. After being raised for more than [-] days, their condition has improved a lot. Fortunately, their examination results are not bad, and there are no serious complications due to premature birth. The red gradually faded, and the small facial features had already seen some delicate shapes.

Wan Qian's skinny hand stretched in from the hole next to the incubator where one hand could pass through, and the tip of her index finger lightly touched the pocket-sized, glowing red hand. As if the child could sense something, she opened her hand. The inconceivably small palm grasped Wan Qian's finger, because that hand was too small to even hold Wan Qian's finger completely.

In an instant, Wan Qian's nose was sore, and Huo Yongsen hugged him from behind, only to hear him say hoarsely: "Thank you for your hard work."

"I'm sorry about Huo Ting."

"I said, that incident is not your fault, it is my fault, and it is also Shen Ying's fault. It should not be your responsibility, and they are not the continuation of Huo Ting. They are brand new individuals, and what they have is brand new. life."

Wan Qian finally nodded, and responded muffledly: "Yes."

The Sri Lankan is dead, he really should let go.

Back on his own bed, Wan Qian always felt uncomfortable in his chest, even the sensitive area was a little itchy, and couldn't help but want to scratch it, but in the end, a light yellow transparent liquid came out, which shocked him.

Huo Yongsen pulled Fang Fei over, and after Wan Qian let Fang Fei check with his ears bare, Fang Fei said, "Oh, it's nothing, it's a normal phenomenon after giving birth, breast leakage."

Wan Qian turned her head to look at Huo Yongsen in a daze. He also has milk?But after thinking about it, such unimaginable things as having a baby have happened, and it seems that he can produce milk... It's not surprising!

Behind Wan Qian's invisible back, the tall man licked his lower lip, and a faint green light shone from his pitch-black star pupils.

The man, who hadn't noticed it yet, thought about a question: "The nurse girl said that both Dabao and Xiaobao don't like milk powder, can I... can I?"

Fang Fei glanced at someone who was about to move with a half-smile, and said: "You can take care of your body first, you are still taking medicine and cannot breastfeed. By then, the baby will be used to drinking formula instead of human milk." .”

"Oh, oh..." Wan Qian turned around and saw Huo Yongsen's eyes that were too late to restrain himself. His face was flushed with pink, and he gathered his clothes to completely cover the last glimmer of light.

Being caught on the spot, Mr. Huo didn't feel embarrassed at all. He gave Fang Fei a look to let him go out. The latter rolled his eyes towards the sky, turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.

"Aqian." Huo Yongsen grabbed the man's hand and rubbed it.

Wan Qian clutched his collar and said resolutely, "Don't even think about it!"

That, it exists to feed children, how can it be used for other things!

How old is Huo Yongsen, why does he still want to drink human milk like a child!

"But Ah Qian still wants to feed the baby?" Huo Yongsen said.

"I want to try it when the medicine is stopped."

Wan Qian always feels that there is a difference between human milk and formula milk, and he will be able to stop taking the medicine in another month, and if the baby is willing to take it, he will insist on it.

"After all, it was because of me that they came to this world too early. I hope they can grow up without illness and pain."

Or he was too useless, when he saw the baby's small hands holding his fingers, he felt guilty for failing to raise them to full-term birth.

Huo Yongsen couldn't help but kissed him on the cheek and earlobe, and whispered: "It's not your fault, you have worked hard enough, and they won't blame you, they will be grateful for the life you gave them."

"If you don't exercise, your function will slowly shrink. At that time, you will not be able to produce milk. How can you feed your baby?" Huo Yongsen circled the question again, and he wanted to fight for his own rights within the allowed range.

Wan Qian still struggled: "Yes, there are tools!"

"Aqian, Aqian."

Don't overdo it.

"Aqian, my dear Aqian..."

The magnetic vibration of the vocal cords made Wan Qian cry out. He lowered his head and wrinkled his collar tightly in his hands. After a fierce struggle in his heart, he still shook his head: "No, no. !"

"why?"

Wan Qian untied the strings of his clothes, in order to change the dressing and wipe his body conveniently, the hospital gown he was wearing pulled the strings and his whole body was exposed.

The ribs of the thin body are clearly protruding, and there is an old scar in the center of the chest, and a new scar has been added beside the scar, the sutures on it have not been removed, and the twisted black sutures are like handcraftsmanship. As ugly as a poor tailor's mends.

There is also a suture on the lower abdomen, which is the scar left by the caesarean section.

Soon, Wan Qian tied up her clothes again, still lowered her head and said, "It's ugly. When I saw it in the mirror, I thought it was unsightly. This kind of body can only be disgusting. In the future Don’t… stop talking like that.”