novelraw Chapter 68 Song Jing, Is Your Head a Chamber Pot?
Chapter 68 Song Jing, Is Your Head a Chamber Pot?
Song Jing made jokes by Qin Mo's side, and Qin Mo also listened to his talk about running the train. In the third trimester of pregnancy, he had to wake up frequently at night, and every time he tossed Qin Mo, his body was covered in sweat. It was also uncomfortable. Song Jing was anxious. When he came back, he asked Zhou Hai this question. Zhou Hai implicitly said that some people do not need to go to the bathroom at night when they wake up in the third trimester. Naturally, he understood, so he secretly prepared one. urinal.
That night Qin Mo woke up twice, and changed into pajamas. The baby gradually moved down to free up the space above the stomach, but the pressure on the bladder became heavier and heavier. Not much, it's just that there is always the urge to urinate, and now Jean just lay down for a while, and as soon as her breathing calmed down, she wanted to go to the bathroom again.
The person had no energy at all, he raised his hand and patted the people around him in a daze, half asleep and half awake, Song Jing woke up immediately, turned sideways and hugged his back;
"Slow down."
Qin Mo got used to his care, subconsciously grabbed his arm and was led up by him. This time, Song Jing didn't help him to the bathroom, but just helped him to sit beside the bed, and sneaked from the side cabinet took out a thing;
"Let's not toss about today, let's try this, okay?"
The Qin Mo people were still confused, but they heard something was wrong, struggled to open their eyes, and saw the thing in Song Jing's hand at a glance. After realizing what it was, the whole person's face was ashen, a burst of anger He knocked the thing over with a "pop" straight to his heart, his heart was suffocated, he couldn't lift it up in one breath, his heart suddenly felt cramped, his hands were pressing on his heart tightly, and his body was about to fall to the side, Song Jing was shocked Hastily supported his body.
"No, no, no, we don't need it."
He said this but was pushed away by Qin Mo, his face was pale and frightening with a piercing chill;
"Get out, I don't think it's too much trouble, I don't need you to serve me, get out..."
Pushing Song Jing, his own body was trembling, and the angina pectoris made him bear the pain even when he spoke. Song Jing knew that this time he really touched this person's back scale, so he didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly helped him find the heart medicine;
"I was wrong, I really didn't think you were tossing around, I was just afraid that you were too tired going to and from the bathroom, and you still couldn't sleep well. If you don't like it, we don't need it. Hold the medicine and take it easy. When you get better, how do you want to take a nap?" I can do it."
Qin Mo clasped his heart tightly, looking at the person in front of him, he was so angry that he propped himself up and roared;
"Song Jing, is your brain a chamber pot?"
Song Jing no longer dared to argue with him;
"Yes, yes, my brain is a chamber pot. I might have gotten into shit just now. Don't be angry, don't be angry."
The answer was kind and smooth, and Qin Mo's good temper made Qin Mo feel as if he had punched cotton. He was dizzy when he wanted to say more, and his eyes became dark for a while. Song Jing hurriedly hugged his body and sat down. Standing behind him, following his heart step by step, comforting the restless child, listening to Qin Mo's heavy breathing.
At any rate, he was able to hold the pill in his mouth. Qin Mo lost his strength so much that he almost fell into Song Jing's arms. After he calmed down and gasped a little, Song Jing carried him to the bathroom. The angina pectoris was suppressed by the medicine, but the constant chest tightness and palpitation have been tormenting people, and they couldn't even lie down in the second half of the night. They just came back today, and Zhou Hai and Wu Run hadn't had time to live yet, but they didn't want to This first night something went wrong.
Song Jing didn't dare to delay and immediately called Wu Run. In the middle of the night, she got on the monitoring equipment. Song Jing kept watching beside him without closing her eyes. In the end, Qin Mo couldn't bear the exhaustion on his body and fell asleep in a daze. When I opened my eyes again, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the person beside him staring at the two dark circles. Everything from last night came back to his mind. Thinking of the scene last night, he was too lazy to look at the person in front of him. He turned his head away. Song Jing saw that he woke up. Immediately went to grab his hand, but was thrown away;
"I know I'm wrong, brother Qin. I really don't think you are troublesome. I wish you could let me do everything."
He approached tentatively, and Qin Mo naturally knew that he wasn't disgusted, it was just that the scene was too embarrassing;
"What's going on in your head?"
Song Jing smiled, with a bit of innocence on her face;
"Don't blame me, I really didn't come up with this idea. I asked Dr. Zhou, and he told me euphemistically. It is normal to have more nights in the third trimester of pregnancy. Many people use this method. It's all for the body. I I also searched online, and it’s really quite common.”
Qin Mo looked over coldly, and Song Jing immediately changed his words;
"Of course, just because more people use it doesn't mean we have to use it too. If you don't like it, we don't need it. I'll throw it away later, so you won't be upset."
Maybe it was because he fell asleep in the middle of the night. Qin Mo felt better after resting all morning. Song Jing urgently processed a few mails in the study. On the curtain, it is not the news that Qin Mo used to watch every day, but cartoons. Even if Qin Mo is pregnant, he is not slovenly. The sofa is still handsome and elegant, such an image is really not a bit inconsistent with the cartoon in front of me;
"Boss Qin is watching cartoons now, why don't you pad your feet up, it will be uncomfortable when they swell up in a while."
While talking, Song Jing moved a pedal from the side, picked up his legs and put them on it, and sat directly beside him, Qin Mo glanced at him;
"Boss Song is done?"
"What are you talking about, Boss Song, you see more people."
Qin Mo disliked Song Jing's slick mouth but always had a smile on his face;
"If you don't watch cartoons, why don't you take him to watch the news?"
Song Jing lowered his head and touched his belly. The little guy was awake at the moment. He poked lightly to play with the baby in his stomach. , Qin Mo groaned in discomfort, his face turned pale, Song Jing immediately stopped;
"I'm sorry, does it hurt?"
Qin Mo is in poor health and gets tired easily. At this moment, his brows and eyes are already tired, but his expression is very gentle. Looking at the people on the side, he shook his head and sighed;
"I'm afraid this child will be as rambunctious as you in the future, but it's okay, it's good for the child to be more lively, and he will have a happy childhood."
Song Jing knew that Qin Mo didn't have a childhood to speak of, or that the Qin family was born to fight for power and profit, and only the one who came out of the fight could stand at the top. He said before that from this child onwards, don't continue the tradition of the Qin family. There will only be one child in this life, and nothing is more important than his safety, health and happiness.
"In the future, we will not engage in elite education. This child can learn whatever he likes and play whatever he likes."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was gouged out by the person opposite;
"According to your raising method, the child will not be raised and disabled?"
Song Jing pouted;
"Don't you want to give him a happy childhood?"
Qin Mo couldn't understand him;
"Happy childhood is what do you want to do?"
"You should be responsible for the future education issues. I can take care of it as I say. I really hope that he will take the lead earlier in the future, so that you can rest easy and rest."
After saying this, Qin Mo sneered, with a smile in his eyes;
"Why didn't you take the lead and let me rest, you counted on the lead before the baby was born, you are thinking in the long run."
Song Jing gently stroked his stomach;
"It's called hope. I can't always be the leader. I have to accompany you."
While the two were talking, the cartoon ended, and Qin Mo remembered something;
"Didn't you take me somewhere yesterday?"
Song Jing looked at him amused, but also a little distressed. From the time he was pregnant to now, the place where he stayed the most was actually the hospital. Apart from home and the hospital, he rarely went to other places. He himself was uncomfortable and How could it be possible to feel bored at home like this;
"I remember that there are two choices, one is to take a nap before going out, and the other is to go out and then take a nap. Brother Qin choose one."
Qin Mo looked at him;
"Can you go out and take a nap?"
"Of course, the place I take you to is naturally good for rest. You don't have to worry about anything else, I've already arranged it."
The man looked at him and smiled;
"Let's go then."
Song Jing knew that he was really bored at home, so she got up while hugging him;
"Okay, let's go out after changing clothes."
After all, it has been eight months now. No matter how careful the arrangements were, Song Jing was afraid of accidents, so she called Zhou Hai. Zhou Hai himself only came here at night, and he will be staying at home with Wu Run recently. Er happened to join them first, there was no driver, Song Jing drove the car when going out, Qin Mo sat on the co-pilot with a blanket on his body.
Along the way, Qin Mo didn't ask where he was going, even if he asked, he would keep it to himself, and he didn't recognize it until he was almost there;
"The lakeside guild hall?"
The Lakeside Clubhouse is an industry owned by the Song family, Song Jing nodded;
"Don't worry, I have already said hello. There is no one else in the backyard today. We can go up directly from the parking lot."
Song Jing parked directly in the underground parking lot and helped Qin Mo get out of the car;
"This place was renovated two years ago. The location at the back is better. I reserved a floor for myself. There is a swimming pool on the whole floor. The water was just changed yesterday. I will accompany you to swim for a while, and I can still relax. Some."
Don't worry, Song Jing from her own guild hall, Qin Mo walked slowly, turned his head and asked;
"When did you think of coming?"
"I thought about coming over last week."
Song Jing helped Qin Mo take a shower before changing him into custom-made swimming trunks;
"Is it tight?"
"Fortunately."
The buoyancy of the water really relieved the pressure on the waist and back a lot. The water in this swimming pool is not as hot as the water in the bath every night, but I don’t feel dizzy at all. Qin Mo reacted and fought back several times. The two adults fought in the water for a while. Song Jing didn't dare to use force, but Qin Mo splashed it on his face every time. Song Jing wiped it Face;
"Do you feel a little lighter?"
Qin Mo's heart is not good, the water pressure is too strong, Song Jing just took him down the shallow water area here, tired Qin Mo sat on the chair that was spread out on one side, and the chair was placed on the front steps Up, the water will not go over the chest when you come down, and it will not cause chest tightness;
"Well, it's been a long time since my waist has been so loose, and he's woken up too."
Song Jing leaned over and touched his stomach;
"This little guy is like a small fish. I heard that newborns can swim when they are born. We will bring him here when he is born."
Qin Mo leaned down, probably because he was so uncomfortable, and his eyebrows stretched a bit. Song Jing got up at this moment, and Qin Mo didn't bother to ask him what he was going to do. After a while, Song Jing changed into a waiter's clothes, and held the bag in his hand. He picked up a large wooden tray, and bowed to the people in the pool;
"Mr. Qin, waiter Xiao Song with number 007 will serve you today."
Qin Mo was resting with his arms closed and his eyes closed. When he opened his eyes, he saw this. The black waiter uniform was worn by Song Jing as if it was tailor-made. with a smile;
"Let's put it down, do it well, if you don't do it well, you will complain to your boss."
"Yes, sir, I will try my best."
Song Jing put down the tray, and suddenly took out a small boat-shaped table from one side, and placed it directly in the water in front of Qin Mo. The boat floated steadily on the water, and he placed delicate small bowls on it one by one. ;
"This is salted duck in sauce, clam tofu loofah soup, steamed shrimp with bird's nest, yellow croaker in sauce, and a glass of freshly squeezed juice. You can use it slowly."
With his head resting on his arms, Qin Mo felt a lot more comfortable underwater, and his back was no longer as stiff and painful as before. His eyelashes slightly drooped to watch Song Jing's movements, and his face became lighter without any extra. Everything in front of him is an attitude of sizing up, and he looks like a "waiter" who needs to serve him attentively. After a while, he uttered lazily;
"Why no crayfish?"
"Sir, Mr. Song said that you ate crayfish yesterday, and you need to take it easy today."
Qin Mo snorted coldly, and made a serious noise;
"Do you listen to Mr. Song, or to the customer?"
Song Jing held back a smile;
"Naturally, I listen to the customers. I have prepared two kinds of them. After you have finished your meal, serve them as snacks after your meal."
He picked up a piece of small yellow croaker, checked that there were no thorns, and then fed it to Qin Mo's lips, but the man raised his brows slightly, looked up and down at Song Jing with sharp eyes, his words were somewhat sharp but the corners of his eyes but with a smile;
"Your service here is so good?"
"Customer is God, this is natural, if you need other services, I can also consider it."
Song Jing maintained a service attitude with a smile, her peach blossom eyes made people look brighter, Qin Mo sneered;
"You Mr. Song know that your moral bottom line is so flexible?"
"That's naturally what our President Song ordered. He said Mr. Qin, you have to take care of him. If you eat less, your bonus will be deducted. I still hope that the bonus will go back to support the family. Mr. Qin can take care of me more. Eat a few more bites."
With a smile on his face, he is really a lovely waiter. Song Jing stretched his chopsticks forward a little more as he spoke. Qin Mo actually ate this piece of small yellow croaker. The taste of the mouth is very tender. Song Jing was extremely familiar with his expression, and could tell at a glance that he liked the taste, and immediately took another bite.
He was still immersed in the little sweetness here, and he didn't notice the incoming calls on the phone page on the other side at all. The real waiter and manager downstairs were very anxious;
"Mr. Song still doesn't answer the phone. Manager Liu, why don't you go up and find Mr. Song."
The manager surnamed Liu trembled all over his body;
"Mr. Song has ordered several times not to be disturbed by anyone going up. No one is allowed to go up to the 15th floor. Let me get into trouble?"
After Song Jing took over the Song family, there were orders and prohibitions, and the people who cleaned up were in batches. He still had to support his family. How could he dare to go upstairs without disturbing or dying under Song Jing's repeated orders?
On one side a young waiter spoke;
"But Manager Liu, Mr. Lin and Mr. Jiang have already gone upstairs. Is it really okay if you don't notify Mr. Song?"
In the elevator on one side, Lin Yelan held Jiang Huairan's arm, and the person beside her was wearing a dark coat, with a slender figure, but his face looked paler, and his lips seemed to have lost a little blood as if separated by a layer of frost. His eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and his whole body exudes a gentle and elegant temperament, and he looks a little worried when he looks at the shoes of the person on the other side;
"Xiaoye, are these shoes a bit high?"
"It's not too tall, Mr. Jiang, it's only 4cm. Let me tell you, the environment here is very good. It was specially reserved for me by Song Jing when he was decorating, but he didn't have a chance to come. He gave it to me back then. Ka told me that I can come and play when I have time, and today is just for us to relax."
The author says:
It's going to be an oolong;
Mr. Qin's next chapter may be exposed;
Teacher Jiang is online, gentle and elegant father is husband;