novelraw Chapter 75 I won't blame you when I wake up
Chapter 75 I won't blame you when I wake up
When Song Jing received this letter, she had a bad premonition in her heart;
"This is what Mr. Qin told you. If, if something happens to him, he will give it to you immediately, and if he doesn't wake up for a week, he will also give it to you."
He took the letter, and sat down next to Xiao Chengzi, the little thing fell asleep, he gently opened the letter, his breathing was a little suffocated;
"Xiao Jing, I may have already left when you saw this letter. After thinking about it, I still think I should leave you a letter. Don't you always ask me what name I gave the baby? If you can't tell you personally Let me tell you in this way, if it's a girl, it's Qin Nuan, if it's a boy, it's Qin Yu. I didn't check the gender of the child before, but I wanted to see it with my own eyes. If you can't see it, you can tell me.
I really can't tell you if I want you to find someone else in the future, I am a selfish person after all, but promise me, even if you are sad, don't be sad for too long, you know?If you worry about this child in the future, Qin will entrust it to you. If this child doesn't like shopping malls in the future, you don't have to force him, as long as he is healthy and happy.
Xiao Jing, don't feel guilty, everything in the past was just a misunderstanding, I am very happy these few years..."
Song Jing's tears fell drop by drop, and finally covered his face and wept. He would never accept such a result. That thin piece of paper weighed almost a thousand catties on his mobile phone.
Qin Mo didn't even know whether the child was a boy or a girl, and they still had such a long way to go, so why did he leave such a letter?
The child in the crib didn't know what happened, and giggled, Song Jing raised his head, he wiped away his tears, and his eyes became firmer;
"Little Chengzi, you have a name. Your name is Qin Yu. It was given to you by your father. Does it sound good? Look, your father wrote it to me. He must be sick and fainted, so I won't believe it. You don't believe it, do you? Dad will wake up and be with us."
During the visiting hours, Song Jing brought the so-called letter in, and he sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at the person on the bed viciously, with a lot of bloodshot eyes, looking like a rabbit in a hurry;
"Do you know, if you were not lying here now, I would have thrown this letter directly on your face, what are you doing? Writing a suicide note? Do you think your arrangement is particularly perfect? The name of the child You didn't tell me before, you want to tell me in this way?"
Song Jing burst into tears as she spoke;
"I know you've been tired these past few months, but you're almost done, and you can't really sleep normally, why are you still sleeping endlessly?"
"I told Xiao Chengzi his name. He is very happy. He drank half a bottle of milk. Hurry up and look at him."
Qin Mo woke up the next night. Song Jing was coaxing the little cub to drink night milk at that time. The baby who has been in the crate for a week does not know whose voice it sounds like;
"Okay, good boy, let's drink milk, let's continue to sleep after drinking, be obedient."
Song Jing and Sister Zhang coaxed him together, seeing the child still crying Song Jing couldn't help asking;
"Is he not hungry?"
"It's time to breastfeed. This is just waking up, and the baby is not happy."
There is a fixed time for children's night milk, even if they are not awake, they have to be woken up to feed them. Of course they are not happy to be woken up when they are sleeping well. Song Jing was about to coax the door when she was pushed open. The people at the door were shocked. It was Wu Run, his heart was raised in an instant, and his hands holding the milk bottle tightened;
"what happened?"
Is he afraid that Qin Mo's condition is not good?
"Don't be nervous, Qin Mo has woken up, but it's the first time he wakes up, and he probably will sleep in a while, do you want to go in and meet him?"
This sentence is really nonsense, Song Jing handed the bottle to Sister Zhang and immediately got up, and when she went to the next door, the person on the bed barely opened her eyes, looking tired and sleepy, it seemed that she was holding herself up and waiting for Song Jing.
Song Jing has been in the hospital almost every day these days, worrying about Qin Mo, taking care of Xiao Chengzi, and worrying about a lot of company affairs. I just couldn't make it clear.
There was no big lamp in the room, only the wall lamp was turned on, Qin Mo looked at the people around him after getting used to the light, and frowned slightly at this glance, his breath was short, and his voice was weak but clearly worried;
"How do you make it like this?"
Even if Song Jing didn't look in the mirror, he knew that his current image must be bad. He held Qin Mo's hand, which was still cold, but he squeezed it slightly;
"You fell asleep as soon as you fell asleep, and even frightened me with a letter. What do you think of me now? I'm almost scared to death by you."
Qin Mo paused for a moment. He thought that the operation was not far away now. Song Jing saw the letter, so it was at least a week later?
"How long have I been asleep?"
Song Jing's eyes were a little red;
"You've been asleep for eight days, but it's good to wake up, and I won't blame you when I wake up."
Qin Mo's hand subconsciously touched his stomach, where it was flat, and he remembered that the child had been born;
"Child... How are you? Boys and girls?"
Qin Mo just woke up and didn't have much energy to speak. Wu Run just checked the situation. It's always better for Song Jing to tell him about the child himself.
Song Jing held his hand to help him warm, thinking of the little devil next door;
"It's a boy. The sour and hot girl's statement is not accurate. When I was born, I weighed six pounds and stayed in the incubator for a week. I just came out yesterday. You are not as good as your son. You woke up eight days ago. Don't worry about anything else, Zhou Hai did the checkup himself, there is nothing wrong with it except that he was a little thinner at birth, and his heart is fine."
Qin Mo listened to his words with half-closed eyes, the corners of his lips slightly curled up under the oxygen mask, the little guy is healthy and healthy;
"Okay, as long as he's healthy...where? Now?"
He looked at Song Jing eagerly;
"Don't worry, he's right next door, and the two childcare sisters-in-law are here to take care of him. He can eat and sleep, but he has a bit of a temper. He cried a lot when he was woken up at night to drink night milk."
Qin Mo frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with distress;
"Crying? You...cough, hurry back..."
Song Jing does not follow him;
"He should have been drinking milk and going to bed now. He has been with him all day, and now it's time to accompany you."
"By the way, I took a lot of photos, take a look."
After hearing this, Qin Mo managed to raise his spirits and looked over, Song Jing immediately took out his mobile phone;
"This was when he was just born. I didn't have time to take pictures. I just asked Zhou Hai to take a picture of him in the incubator. Look, my eyes haven't opened yet. This is the second day, the third day..."
Song Jing didn't want Qin Mo to miss any stage of the child, so when he fell asleep, he asked Zhou Hai to take some pictures of the child every day, arranged them according to the time, and waited for him to wake up to show him.
He flipped through Qin Mo one by one, and the smile on his lips never faded;
"Isn't our little orange cute?"
"Little Orange?"
The person on the bed tilted his head, and Song Jing just remembered;
"I forgot to tell you, Xiaochengzi is the nickname I gave our child. Otherwise, our child would be born without a name, how pitiful is it? Does Xiaochengzi sound good?"
Qin Mo nodded, his eyes filled with warmth;
"Okay, pretty cute."
No matter how much he tried to look at the child, he couldn't resist the exhaustion of his body, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, Song Jing knew that he would not last long after waking up, put away the phone, and shook his hand;
"Sleep, my child and I are next door, you take good care of it and try to come out as soon as possible."
Qin Mo gradually fell asleep, Song Jing put his arms under the quilt, and then went out, Wu Run was at the door, he immediately asked;
"How is he doing?"
"It's always a good thing for people to wake up. The condition of the heart is still stable now, but this operation is not a minor operation. Even if you wake up, you will be able to recover after leaving the intensive care unit. You have to be mentally prepared for a long-term battle. "
Taking care of a patient is not an easy task. Even if the patient is Qin Mo, Wu Run did not give Song Jing any consolation injections. He always wanted to let him know the real situation. After hearing this, Song Jing breathed a sigh of relief. ;
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how long you keep him, as long as he can recover, I am willing to take care of him for as long as possible."
Wu Run didn't want to hit him, but he still pondered for a while and made a sound;
"No, you should know how risky the operation is this time. Although his heart has undergone surgery, even if he recuperates properly in the future, it will be incomparable to ordinary people after all. In addition, he suffered a lot from giving birth to this child before. However, it will be very difficult to really recover later.”
Song Jing's expression froze for a moment, and he nodded slowly for a moment. He had a premonition, and he also knew that Qin Mo's health was not good in the past, not to mention that after walking through the gate of hell, he turned his head looked at Wu Run;
"I know, I actually don't expect too much. Even if he is weaker or weaker, it doesn't matter. I will always be by his side to take care of him and accompany him. It doesn't matter, as long as he is alive."
These days he has forgotten how he got through it, and his expectation is not that Qin Mo will be as good as ever in the future, as long as he can stay by his side, it doesn't matter.
Qin Mo woke up, and a stone in Song Jing's heart fell. When he returned to the room, he looked at the baby who was sleeping after drinking milk, and thought of the person next door who had just fallen asleep. Qin Mo sat beside the crib. , this is the first time in so many days that his heart is so quiet, the first time he has such a satisfied feeling, the operation is over, father and son are safe, Song Jing sitting there alone can't help laughing, but he is smiling Eyes are red.
How long has he been waiting for this result?This moment finally came true. He lightly touched the child's little face, so soft and tender that he wanted to go to sleep and couldn't fall asleep. This night he got up and had night milk three times, until it was almost dawn. He fell into a deep sleep, and woke up again when he was awakened by Xiao Chengzi's cry. The sunlight outside the house had already poured into the house through the window. Seeing that it was getting late, he suddenly turned over and glanced at his phone. It was already 08:30 [-].
Everything about last night made him feel like he was dreaming. Looking at the crying child who had just woken up, he suddenly put on his shoes and ran to the door, almost bumping into Zhou Hai who was about to come in in a hurry. I gave him a look, seeing his flustered look, I thought something was wrong;
"what happened?"
Song Jing immediately grabbed his arm with a backhand;
"Did Qin Mo wake up last night?"
"Yes what's the matter?"
Song Jing couldn't describe his current mood at all, as if a dream had come true, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably;
"It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm just afraid that I'm confused in my dream, it's fine when I wake up, it's fine when I wake up."
This day, Song Jing's mood can't be described as happy. It really looks pleasing to the eye. When washing up, he lay on the mirror carefully and looked at himself in the mirror. No wonder Qin Mo said yesterday why he became like this. It's too rough, no, he took care of his beard with a razor, then took care of his hair, took a shower and put on a clean shirt. Although he didn't sleep well for several days and his face was a little ugly, but the spirit of the whole person The head didn't go up a floor at all, it was as high as a building.
Now big and small need him to take good care of them. He must have a good mental outlook. Qin Mo woke up again in the afternoon. This time his spirit was much better than the night before. Song Jing changed his clothes and went in. He even took a photo on his mobile phone, Qin Mo still remembered how he looked when he saw him last night, seeing his very different mental outlook today, he felt much better, and his eyes were full of smiles;
“Okay...it still looks good”
Song Jing held his hand and rubbed his arm for him;
"Of course I'll be fine when you wake up. I recorded a video of our Chengzi drinking milk for you to watch."
Qin Mo leaned halfway on the bed, looking down at the video. The little guy in the video was so small, he danced beautifully while drinking milk, his eyes were closed, and his eyes seemed to be glued to the screen. No matter how much he watched, he couldn’t get enough of it. ;
"Did you sleep well at night?"
Song Jing could only hear Qin Mo's words through the oxygen mask, so he smiled;
"Are you asking the little guy or me? He needs to eat night milk every two hours at night. If he is hungry and recovers, he will drink milk. If he is not hungry and wakes him up, it will be flooded. Well, I need to be coaxed for a while, and I sleep well, I just get up and take care of him with the help of two childcare sisters-in-law, you know the quality of my sleep, I can fall asleep when I fall down."
Before Qin Mo woke up frequently at night, he was by his side to take care of him. He was already familiar with the matter of waking up several times at night. The difference was that Qin Mo didn't wake up like that little thing.
"That's good."
Qin Mo watched the video of the child drinking milk over and over again. Song Jing felt a little sad. The person who paid the most and suffered the most for this child was Qin Mo, but after so long, let alone hug and touch the child. , I haven’t even seen it with my own eyes, but there is no way to do it. Now this person is under guardianship, his body is too weak and his resistance is too poor, and the next door is a newborn child. It is really difficult to meet, but he still thinks He found a way to speak out when visiting hours came;
"You have a good rest, I promise to let you see our little orange tonight."
Qin Mo didn't know what he was going to do, but he still looked forward to it. When Song Jing went back, he asked someone to send the equipment he needed downstairs. He set up several camera positions in the next room, and could almost monitor the scene from all angles. In order to understand the situation in the room, a camera seat was specially placed above the crib, so that the little guy's every move could be seen through the camera.
He sterilized the stand and the four mobile phones and took them into Qin Mo's ward when he was visiting at night. He put the stand on the side of the bed, and the stand was connected to the four mobile phones so that Qin Mo could look at them when he looked up. When he arrived at the location, Qin Mo immediately saw the sleeping son, the child who had been in his stomach for nine months.
The author says:
Song Gou's performance is very good;
Take care of the little ones and take care of the big ones;
President Qin's heart softened when he saw the child;
Let Song Gou pamper President Qin well in the future;
The plot of Mr. Jiang next door is starting to unfold, please support the child's article;
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Amway's next door finished the article, there is an age difference, 9 years old, the attack is bigger than the shou, the story of the crematorium after the young master hurt the big brother;
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