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Yang Zhong¡¯s words became a prophecy.
Song Qinrong, who suffered almost nothing when she was pregnant with her baby, suffered from morning sickness until she was eight months old this time.
The already thin figure became even thinner. Except for the belly and chest, there was almost no meat in other parts of the body.
"Xiaobao lies on his mother's lap and talks to his brothers and sisters every day, hoping that it will make his mother suffer less, but it still has no use at all.
Fu Sichen was so distressed that he almost collapsed.
In the end, Song Qinrong, who was the most exhausted, had to cheer up and constantly comfort the father and son.
"It's all my fault, I ate too much in the morning." Song Qinrong, who had vomited as soon as she got off the car, finally straightened up and apologized to the father and son who were looking at her.
Xiaobao stood next to him holding a big thermos cup. When he saw this, he quickly opened the lid and handed it over. His eyes were red: "Mom, you don't have to say sorryit's the younger brother and sister who are disobedient! When it comes out, I must educate it well." it!"
Fu Sichen hugged his wife tightly, stroking her back with his generous palms, his face even worse than Song Qinrong's.
When she finally recovered, the man picked her up and strode to the blood draw port.
Yang Chong and Mu Qing were already waiting there.
Throughout the pregnancy, the master and apprentice seemed to be Song Qinrong¡¯s full-time nursing doctors.
Especially Mu Qing, she was not very proficient in obstetrics and gynecology, but for the sake of her junior sister, she worked hard for seven months and now she is half an expert.
She moved skillfully, and after drawing several bottles of blood, she brought Song Qinrong into the B-ultrasound room.
Fu Sichen followed in without saying a word.
Xiaobao also wanted to follow, but Yang Zhong held him back.
¡°It¡¯s not good to have too many people, because the air inside is not very circulated.¡± The old man explained.
Xiaobao was quite unhappy at first, but there was nothing he could do after hearing this. He just said "Oh" and leaned against the wall with his furry head hanging, staring longingly in the direction of the door.
It looks so pitiful and pitiful.
Yang Zhong sighed.
This little boy was always sensible, but now that his mother is pregnant, he has become an older brother and has taken on many responsibilities that a four-year-old should not have.
After touching Xiaobao¡¯s head, Yang Zhong tried to change the topic to divert his attention: ¡°Does Xiaobao like his younger brother or younger sister?¡±
"I don't like it either." Xiaobao muttered.
Yang Chong: ""
"If it's a younger brother, you can make him your little brother. If it's a younger sister oh, how cute and painful it would be! Does Xiaobao really not like it?" He asked with a smile.
Xiaobao pouted: "But it is not obedient at all! No matter how I try to persuade it, it makes mother feel so uncomfortable!"
The old man couldn¡¯t laugh or cry, so he could only try to explain in scientific terms: ¡°Morning sickness is a normal physiological phenomenon that has nothing to do with the consciousness of the fetus, but only the relationship between the mother¡¯s body and the fetus¡¡±
Before he finished speaking, the door of the B-ultrasound room suddenly opened, and a nurse ran out with an ugly face: "Mr. Yang! Hurry, prepare the operating room!"
"What's wrong?" Yang Zhong was startled, stood up quickly and asked, "What happened?"
The nurse's hands were trembling: "Doctor Mu said that the wound on Mrs. Fu's abdomen may open. If it continues, it will be extremely harmful to the mother's body and may cause"
Before he finished speaking, there was another "bang".
The door of the B-ultrasound room was slammed open, and the man hugged Song Qinrong and walked out quickly.
Now that the weather is getting warmer, Song Qinrong only wears a single piece of clothing. Against the backdrop of her huge belly, she looks even thinner.
At this time, she was nestled in Fu Sichen's arms, her eyes tightly closed, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from her forehead.
"What, what's wrong?" Yang Zhong was frightened.
"I just went in for an ultrasound, but in the blink of an eye everything was turned upside down and everything changed?"
Mu Qing followed closely behind and hurried out, his white coat creating a gust of wind.
"Aqing, what's going on with the little girl now?"
Yang Zhong grabbed her and asked.
Mu Qing¡¯s eyes were already red: ¡°The wound on my junior sister¡¯s abdomen is bleeding and she must give birth immediately!¡±
Xiaobao raised his head suddenly.
Yang Zhong staggered, his face turned pale: "How could"
Because of previous serious injuries, everyone was keeping a close eye on Song Qinrong¡¯s abdomen during this pregnancy, fearing that it would not be able to withstand the growth of the fetus and cause the wound to split.
??Especially when we arriveIn the third trimester of pregnancy, Mu Qing would come to her door every two days to check her carefully.
??????????????????????????? After the last examination, we came back and said that the wound condition was within the safe range!
Why did it suddenly become so critical
Suddenly, the whole hospital was in chaos.
Everyone in the Shen family, Lin Yu, even Zhang Yunian and several senior brothers almost everyone in Lzhou hurried over.
At the door of the operating room, Song Qinrong had just been pushed in, leaving only Yang Zhong and Xiaobao, an old man and a young boy standing by the door with pale faces.
Nurses and doctors kept busy coming in and out, and no one paid attention to them.
Seeing this scene, Mrs. Shen was so frightened that her hands were trembling. She grabbed a doctor who had just come out and asked, "Rongrong, how is my Rongrong?"
"I just received an injection to induce labor. It depends on the condition of the fingers. It's best if you can give birth naturally. If it doesn't work, you have to have a caesarean section." The doctor answered concisely and comprehensively.
The old lady staggered a step.
Generally speaking, in such emergencies, a dissection is performed directly.
But Song Qinrong was different. She had just suffered a serious injury, and further surgery would be extremely harmful to the mother's health.
It¡¯s best if you can go down smoothly.
"God our Shen family has never done anything untoward, please protect Rongrong!" The old lady kept praying with tears in her eyes.
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At this time, in the operating room, Song Qinrong had been injected with several injections by Mu Qing, which forced her to regain her vitality.
"Hold on, little junior sister! The finger opening speed is quite fast. The child is very up to date, so you should also be up to date!" Mu Qing kept encouraging her.
Song Qinrong no longer had the strength to speak, so she only closed her eyes as a response.
The pain from the rupture of the wound and the split finger hit her at the same time, making her, who had always been tough and tolerant, tremble with pain.
Fu Sichen stood by the side, holding his wife's hand tightly, his eyes that were always calm and composed were filled with panic and fear for the first time.
? He didn¡¯t tell anyone else. Since Song Qinrong became pregnant, he read a lot of obstetrics and gynecology books and watched countless related medical videos.
??Even, in order to prepare in advance, he even went to experience the "production instrument".
It¡¯s the kind of instrument that¡¯s strapped to the waist and abdomen and can simulate a woman¡¯s labor pains.
From the first level to the tenth level, the fourth young master of the Fu family felt as if his whole body had been skinned and torn apart and reassembled again.
He simply couldn¡¯t imagine what it would be like to suffer this kind of pain on his girl.
He knew this was going to happen sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to happen so unexpectedly!
"Girl" Fu Sichen's voice was shaking and his hands were shaking.
He kissed the girl's forehead with red eyes, "Girl, bite me if it hurts."
But Song Qinrong did not cry out because she couldn't bear the pain like other women, nor did she beat and scold her husband out of anger. She just bit her lip and breathed deeply, hard, deep breath, hard.
Sweat was dripping from her forehead, and as soon as the nurse gently wiped it dry, another layer appeared.
¡°Come on, little junior sister, if you hold on a little longer, the child¡¯s head will come out soon!¡±
Seeing that the values ??on the instruments connected to Song Qinrong were getting worse and worse, Mu Qing was anxious.
But Song Qinrong was almost out of strength.
She was covered in sweat and tried to open her eyes, but her eyes were blurry and she couldn't see anything clearly.
Every part of her body was filled with bone-gnawing pain, a bone-chilling cold, and a slight warmth from her palms, letting her know that she could not give up no matter what.
She mustered up her energy again, took a long, deep breath, and exerted herself¡ª¡ª
"The baby is out!"
Mu Qing screamed in surprise. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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