Hearing that Luan'er is fine, Bai Ge felt relieved, and a smile appeared on her fair face. Although she was weak, her brows and eyes were full of happiness.
Last night, before she fell into a coma, the doctor told her to keep her Luan'er.
Fortunately, Luan'er is fine.
If something happened to Luan'er, she didn't know how to explain it to the man in front of her.
Bai Ge still doesn't know that Jiang Bo's choice is different from hers. Even though he loves his daughter very much, if Bai Ge and Bao Bao can only keep one, he would rather lose his daughter
Pursing her lips, Bai Ge tried to make her voice light:
"I'm fine, did you come back last night? Why is your face so pale, you didn't sit in front of the bed all night without sleeping, did you, the dark circles under your eyes appeared!"
Bai Ge stared at Jiang Bo's slightly pale handsome face, with tiredness between her brows, thinking of him rushing back for her own sake, she felt a layer of guilt again, bit her lip, and said apologetically:
"Boss, I'm sorry, I made you worry, have you completed your task?"
Jiang Bo's eyes flickered slightly, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and his voice was gentle:
"It's all over, you don't have to feel guilty."
"By the way, boss, what did you just say?"
A sly smile flashed in Bai Ge's eyes, and he realized belatedly that just now, when Jiang Bo said that their baby was safe, he used the name "Luan'er".
He knows, their daughter's name is Luan'er, does it mean that he already agrees with the name she gave Luan'er.
Jiang Bo's handsome face froze, and he didn't understand what she was referring to, repeating what she just said:
"I said, you don't have to feel guilty, but don't be as careless as yesterday, I'm scared to death by you."
White Pigeon frowned slightly, and corrected:
"It's not this sentence, it's the previous one."
"Which sentence?"
Jiang Bo reacted in her annoyed eyes, his thin lips curled into a perfect arc, and he asked amusedly.
"Before, you said that Luan'er is safe. Boss, do you agree with the name I gave Luan'er?"
Bai Ge shot him a look, and looked at Jiang Bo with big clear eyes. If he agreed, she would not have to waste her time arguing with him.
Jiang Bo Moyu's eyes flashed with a doting smile, and his heart was softened by her expectant eyes, and he said generously:
"This time it's up to you. When a baby is born, I will name it."
Baige blinked and agreed happily:
"good!"
I don't know what year and month the next baby will be, so I agree first, it doesn't matter, anyway, Luan'er's name is up to her, so that's fine.
In another ward, Mo Jinxiu came back from the baby room with Ran Ran in his arms, and kicked everyone out of the ward domineeringly.
"Jinxiu, what are you doing? We haven't spoken to Chuchu yet?"
Mo Wuqi protested dissatisfied. She got up early in the morning and came to the hospital without even having breakfast. She even brought breakfast for Chu Huan, and was going to have a few words with her to see An An and Ran Ran. Go to the company again.
Unexpectedly, before he could speak to Chu Huan, Mo Jinxiu drove him away.
"Yes, Jinxiu, Chuchu hasn't had breakfast yet."
Zhao Yun frowned unhappily. Although she stayed in the hospital last night, Mo Jinxiu took care of Chu Chu. She was useless at all. Now Mo Wuqi brought breakfast, and she I was thinking about whether to feed Chu Chu breakfast, so as to improve the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Mo Jinxiu had a cold look on his brows, with a non-negotiable tone:
"Mom, eldest sister, you go back first and come back at noon."
Holding Ranran in one hand, pushing his mother with the other, ruthlessly driving him out.
"My aunt and I are not men, can you do this?"
Mo Wuqi knew why this cousin drove them away, wasn't it because he wanted Ran Ran and An An to learn how to breastfeed, he was too clumsy.
"Forget it, Aqi, let's go home first, Jinxiu, don't forget to go to the airport to pick up Chuchu's mother later."
Zhao Yun had nothing to do with her son, so she dragged Mo Wuqi out of the ward helplessly.
Mo Jinxiu carried Ran Ran to the sick bed, put Ran Ran in Chu Huan's arms, let her hold her, and then turned to hug An An in the nurse's arms. The nurse turned around tactfully.After a sip, a gentle smile appeared on his handsome facial features, and he walked gracefully to the sick bed, looking at the angry white dove with a cold face and gentle eyes.
Hei Ying's tall body froze, and he lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look at his boss. He really didn't know that the white pigeon would not know about the injury of the boss.
Mo Jinxiu gave him a self-seeking look, looked down at Chu Huan, and said softly:
"Huanhuan, let's go back to the ward first."
"good!"
Chu Huan nodded without hesitation. The atmosphere in this ward is too weird, it's better to stay away from the battlefield.
"Chuchu, let me help you with the skin care products."
Yan Luocheng winked at Heiying who was beside him, reached out to take two sets of skin care products, and walked to the door first. Heiying made a mistake just now, but now he was very clever, without even saying hello, and rushed out behind Yan Luocheng ward.
This is the first time Baige has been angry with Jiang Bo. From the day she knew him, she has always admired him, worked hard to get close to him, and managed to get into his heart.
In front of this love, the attitude of the white dove is actually humble.
Even after she and Jiang Bo got back together, she worked hard to make herself love more and accommodate him as much as possible.
She has never played tricks on him before, but this time, she was really angry.
He was injured and kept it from her. Just now, under her persistent questioning, Mo Jinxiu simply told her the specifics of Jiang Bo's injury.
Although Mo Jinxiu said in a calm tone that Jiang Bo would not die, Baige wanted to cry when he heard it. He is a patient himself, and he still guards her and takes care of her every day these days
Thinking about it, her eyes turned red, and the tears were crystal clear on her eyelashes, as if they were about to fall at any moment.
Jiang Bo pursed his thin lips again and again, his dark and deep eyes like Qushi closely watched the frosty woman on the sick bed, and as her eyes filled with tears, his heart tightened intermittently.
Pulling out the chair in front of the sick bed and sitting down, he moved the corner of his mouth and called her name softly:
"Pigeon!"
Bai Ge turned her face away, pursing her lips coldly.
Jiang Bo's handsome facial features were soft, a gentle smile appeared on his lips, and he reached out to hold her hand, but Bai Ge avoided her angrily, his eyes were slightly tight, he stared at her angry little face, and sighed softly, The deep magnetic voice brought out a trace of helplessness:
"Gege, I'm hiding from you because I don't want you to worry. If I had known earlier, you would run to find Chengcheng boringly and get knocked down by someone. I would rather you worry about me and come to the hospital to accompany me than As for what happened."
Baige's red lips pursed even tighter, her chest was congested.
Jiang Bo grabbed her hand again, and when she struggled, he stepped up his strength, clasped his fingers with her domineeringly, and coaxed softly:
"You are in confinement now, getting angry is not good for your health, be good, don't be angry, since I am a patient, I still accompany you every day, come on, have a smile!"
Bai Ge turned her face away and stared at him fiercely with teary eyes. The next second, tears rolled down her eyes.
"Pigeon, it's my fault, don't cry!"
Seeing her glistening teardrops slid down her cheeks, Jiang Bo's heart tightened suddenly, a look of panic flashed across Jun's face, he stood up from the chair, reached out to wipe her tears, and coaxed her repeatedly:
"Don't cry, crying is bad for your eyes."
With Jiang Bo's coaxing, the grievance in Bai Ge's heart was like a flood that burst a bank. It was out of control, and tears fell like cut pearls. Not only did she feel sorry for him, but she also felt guilty, Mo Jinxiu Although the words were short, but the main points were told to her, while crying, while recounting:
"Whoever hurt you doesn't tell me, but force yourself to take care of me. If I knew you were hurt, I wouldn't let you take care of me here every day."