When he arrived at the hospital, it was already light. Mo Qiming was standing outside the ward wearing a coat, his eyes looked a little tired. He stopped Mo Chutian who wanted to enter the ward, raised his chin, "Miaomiao is still sleeping, let's go to the hospital first." Talk about something before going in."
Mo Chutian looked worried, looked past Mo Qiming and looked in, but the door was half-closed and he couldn't see anything, he replied: "Okay."
Then several people went to the office of the hospital together. There were an Eastern woman and a Western man sitting inside, both wearing white coats. They were obviously doctors in the hospital.
Mo Chutian frowned, his heart was agitated by the situation, and his uneasiness was even worse. His usual indifference disappeared completely. If it wasn't for his thoughts being able to control his body, he could not wait to lift the hands of the people present. The collar asked what happened.
Dr. He first looked at Mo Qiming, waiting for his order.
Mo Qiming nodded, "Let's talk."
"Okay," Dr. He turned her gaze to the young man aside, and she handed Mo Chutian a document, "Master Mo, please take a look."
Mo Chutian's heart skipped a beat. He took the stack of documents and immediately looked through them. He quickly read the documents from beginning to end. It was obviously an inspection report, and there were many technical terms on it. Every word He knew them all, but he felt very strange when they got together.
"This is" Mo Chutian's eyes stayed on a line of words, his voice trembling.
An hour later, a group of people came out of the office. Mo Chutian regained his composure and could not see his mood. Mo Qiming frowned, feeling that Mo Chutian's reaction was too different from what he thought, Shen Jingyuan shook his lover's hand, telling him not to worry.
Several people stood in the aisle in front of the ward, Mo Chutian said: "Uncle, you are tired too, you and Uncle Shen should go home and rest first, fortunately we have you today."
In the end, Mo Chutian showed a wry smile. It was really thanks to Mo Qiming and Mo Qiming, otherwise he wouldn't know what would happen to his own child.
Mo Qiming wanted to say something, but was held back by Shen Jingyuan.
"Then Qiming and I will go back first, and we will come back at noon." Shen Jingyuan said warmly, and then left here holding Mo Qiming's hand.
When he was in the elevator, Mo Qiming frowned and said: "I think there is something wrong with Chutian, I don't feel relieved to leave him here alone to accompany the bed."
"Chutian probably has other things on his mind. He needs time and space. Some things cannot be cleared up by us just a few words." Shen Jingyuan comforted.
In the aisle, a young man stood against the wall, staring at the door of the ward with far-reaching eyes. He was so eager to see people just now, and now he wished that Mo Ruanmiao could sleep a little longer, a little longer.
?I can't tell what kind of feeling I feel in my heart. At first it was shock, then joy, and then worry.
He never forgot how bad his child was, nor did he forget that Mo Ruanmiao still had a time bomb on him. There was a child on one side, and Mo Ruanmiao on the other. He couldn't bet on Mo Ruanmiao for the birth of a child they shared.
It's not that Mo Chutian was unwilling to accept this child. When he heard the news, the ecstasy in his heart couldn't deceive anyone. Their child actually had a baby with the two of them. He just didn't want Mo Ruan Miao to suffer all that. Mo Ruan Miao She's still so young, and usually so delicate, how can she stand those things?
It was already dawn, Mo Chucai opened the door and walked in lightly, and walked to the bed. The person on the bed was sleeping soundly, half of his face was buried in the quilt. Mo Chutian sat down, raised his hand to touch Mo Ruanmiao's soft hair, his eyes were filled with tenderness, and soon he was overwhelmed by guilt and self-blame.
Seeing him in person, Mo Chu discovered that the child had lost so much weight during the first half month of his absence, with only a little flesh hanging on his face, and the face that was already the size of a palm was even smaller.
Before going to bed, Mo Ruanmiao made a wish, hoping to see Mo Chutian when she woke up.
The hour hand was about to point to ten o'clock, the person in the bed moved, his eyes slowly opened, his vision was still a little blurry, but he could vaguely see the silhouette of the person sitting on the chair by the bed, it was Mo Chutian.
These three words are his stimulant. Mo Ruanmiao was half awake in an instant, stretched out his hand from the quilt, and softly called out: "Brother."
A few hours later, Mo Chutian seemed to have completely sorted out his emotions. He held Mo Ruanmiao's hand warmly. Mo Ruanmiao smiled and moved her hands, looking at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.
"Is there any other discomfort?" Mo Chutian asked warmly.
Mo Ruanmiao shook his head, and said with a smile: "No." He propped up his body, with fine hair draped over his forehead, looking very obedient, and said coquettishly: ""My child, acting like a baby doesn't work, I'm so desperate.
Dr. He saw this scene as soon as he arrived, and he ignored Mo Chutian's identity when he saw it, so he gave him a series of precautions with a straight face, and one of the most important ones was the problem of mood. Mo Chutian was naturally open-minded to be taught.
At this moment, Mo Ruanmiao came out to say good things for Mo Chutian again, "I don't blame him, it's me who wants to cry."
Dr. He was amused by him, and then she was the one who made Mo Ruanmiao feel uncomfortable, and she will continue to hang the water today. She didn't recover yesterday, but now she has recovered, and what she didn't like in the past still doesn't like it. He turned his face away and didn't even give the needle a look.
After this little episode, neither of them mentioned the child anymore. After lunch, Mo Ruanmiao became sleepy. Mo Chutian slept with him for more than an hour, then quietly left the ward and came to the Doctor Ho's office. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com