Fang Ying was really scared and it was really painful.
Moreover, at this point, she still can't give up, and she has to endure the pain. Isn't it okay for her to cry twice
There was a slight disturbance in the middle. She coughed twice for no reason. The nurse's expression suddenly changed. Director Li immediately stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?"
One of the symptoms of amniotic fluid embolism is coughing. Once this happens, the mother will have difficulty breathing. The situation is extremely dangerous and the mortality rate is high.
Fang Ying was startled when she saw that she was suddenly serious. She even forgot to cry. She looked at her innocently and aggrievedly with a pair of moist eyes, but she didn't dare to say a word.
Ji Huai held her hand, his whole body in a state of nervousness. Smelling the fishy smell in the delivery room, he was going crazy with anxiety.
Director Li observed her for a while and then slowly relaxed.
Fang Ying had gone through so much trouble during this pregnancy that she almost ran out of energy before this annoying little thing was born.
"It's a little boy." The nurse said with a smile. After patting him, she found that the boy didn't cry and had no reaction. She looked at him again and said, "Director Li."
Director Li turned around and slapped her twice more.
Still no response.
Ji Huai's eyes fell on the little baby, and his heart was twisted. He hurried over to take a look, stared at the little face, reached out and touched the baby, cautiously and gently.
"Why aren't you crying?" The nurse looked around and whispered.
Ji Huai's hand patted the baby anxiously again, with panic and fear on his face: "Baby, baby."
This child was originally unable to be born, so he was afraid that it would violate the laws of nature and cause the child to have some shortcomings.
Fang Ying seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and she struggled to get up.
Director Li made a cruel move: "Pah!"
"Wow woo woo... wow woo woo." The baby suddenly cried with a loud voice. Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, he shut up again.
Everyone: "..."
After observing for a while, he said, "He is a child who doesn't like to cry. He also likes to sleep."
The nurse placed the baby next to Fang Ying. She looked sideways, while Ji Huai quickly followed. He seemed a little at a loss when looking at such a small baby.
His son had just been patted several times, and he had a distressed look on his face. He kept stroking the place where the other person had just been beaten, and kept staring at him with a gentle expression.
"Is he asleep?" Ji Huai reluctantly looked away, wiped the sweat from his forehead for her, lowered his head and kissed her, "Thank you for your hard work."
Fang Ying didn't have much energy, so she pursed her lips and smiled and shook her head.
Although it hurt, she felt it was worth it the moment she saw her child.
Ji Huai stayed by their side, comforting her and touching his son's little hands. He wished his eyes could grow on them.
Because after leaving the delivery room, the nurses at the nursing station had been talking about Fang Ying for the past few days. They didn't expect her to be so timid entering the delivery room. And the other party's decision to keep the child alive was beyond their expectations.
Fang Ying recovered quickly and was able to get out of bed the next day. On the third day, she stopped using a caregiver and took care of the child by herself.
"Can you do it alone?" Xiaowen was worried about her and couldn't help but said, "Stop being so showy."
How cowardly were you in the delivery room
After leaving the delivery room, why did he become a "hero" again
"No problem, the baby is very good." Fang Ying was leaning on the bedside to eat, looking at the baby sleeping beside her with soft eyes.
Ji Huai just put the child to sleep. If she doesn't need the child, he will take good care of it.
Xiaowen looked at her with crooked eyebrows and felt that what Director Li said might not be true. Fang Ying was so energetic and had such a rosy face, how could she be so cowardly in the delivery room
She walked over and asked Fang Ying, "What are you eating?"
Fang Ying: "Chicken soup and millet porridge, as well as pig heart and green vegetables."
Ji Huai specially formulated a confinement recipe, which is different every day. His cooking skills are very good now, and the things he cooks are almost the same as meals.
"It's quite rich." Xiaowen nodded, feeling that she was very kind to him.
Maybe it’s because you’re so kind to yourself that you started to get scared when entering the delivery room was too painful
Fang Ying: "I didn't have much appetite when I was pregnant, but it's much better now."
Xiaowen: "Eat more."
"Uh-huh."
…
Xiaowen asked Fang Ying to eat more, but he didn't expect her to eat so regularly.
Director Li came for ward rounds in the morning. She had already finished breakfast, and had another bowl of red bean soup as a snack. After lunch, she had another meal after taking a nap.
In the evening, Director Li and Xiaowen went to see her again before going back. She had just finished her extra meal.
Two people: "..."
"How many meals do you eat a day?" Xiaowen asked Fang Ying.
Fang Ying also counted carefully: "It seems to be six meals. If you can't eat it, you won't eat it after breakfast in the morning."
Six meals.
Good guys, we are almost at the confinement center.
Director Li looked at the baby sleeping next to her: "Although this child loves to sleep and is not troublesome, you still have to feed it many times a day."
"Yeah." Fang Ying put the bowl aside, "He gets hungry quickly, but he goes to bed when he's full."
"It's also more energy-consuming. Do you have to take care of it alone when you go back?" Xiaowen felt it was hard just thinking about it. "You didn't invite a confinement nanny, right?"
"I can do it alone. I think it's okay and I can hold on." Fang Ying answered without thinking.
Director Li: "..."
"It's just that I'm a little tired from breastfeeding, but it's fine at other times."
Xiaowen: "..."
… .
The two of them did not disturb her rest, chatted for a few more words, then got up and left.
After leaving the house, Xiaowen said to Director Li: "She is really strong. She takes care of the child alone without any complaints. She seems to be resting well. She is really in trouble."
Director Li didn't know what to say. If she hadn't seen Fang Ying shivering in the delivery room, she would have truly believed these words.
Should I say that Fang Ying has a big heart, or should I say that this child is easy to support
In the ward.
The baby woke up and cried as soon as he woke up. As soon as he cried, Ji Huai hurried over to pick him up and comfort him, patting him gently at the same time, for fear that his son would be a little wronged.
"Cry twice and stop crying." Fang Ying leaned on the bedside and looked at him and the child.
The little baby howled a few times and then really stopped crying. He kept waving his little hands, stretched out his little tongue, and opened his little eyes slightly.
Ji Huai looked at his little face, his heart softened, and he held his little hand.
The baby's hands also moved.
"Can he see you?" Fang Ying asked slightly excitedly.
No one else can see Ji Huai, only she can see him. He can touch and hold his son, but he doesn't know if his son can see or touch him.
"I don't know." Ji Huai sighed, holding his son and coming to her bedside.
After his son had eaten and drank enough and went back to sleep, he started working again, taking care of them. There is always life in his eyes, and he is afraid that he will not be taken care of properly.
On the day Fang Ying was discharged from the hospital, her body had recovered very well. She wore thick clothes and a woolen hat on her head, and she was holding her child and preparing to go through the discharge procedures.
Xiaowen couldn't stand it: "I'll help you." After the formalities were completed, she wanted to send Fang Ying back. After all, there were a lot of things. Unexpectedly, she brought a bag, and the other things had been sent back by the errand boy. .
"I can do it alone, it'll be fine." Fang Ying always said.
Ji Huai stayed with her and kept looking back after taking a few steps away, so it was okay.
"I really don't know what to say." Xiaowen laughed helplessly, "I will go to your house to see you another day. You must be extra careful during confinement and don't show off!"
"Um."
…
"She seems to be in a good mood." Director Li looked at Fang Ying's back, who was hugging the child and coaxing her gently, with a slight smile on her lips.
"More than good." Xiaowen sighed and thought for a moment, "The child should be her only hope. Now that she is born safely, she will not be so sad anymore."
Director Li: "Okay."
Later, she will send the other party some precautions and suggestions to show her concern.
Ji Huai supported Fang Ying and arrived at the door of the house. He found the key and opened the door.
After opening the door, he took out the slippers from the cabinet and placed them at her feet: "Put them on first."
"New slippers." She looked at the thick cotton slippers and smiled at him.
"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so be careful during the confinement period." He said with a frown and a deep tone, fearing that her careless temperament wouldn't care about this.
Fang Ying held her son in her arms, lowered her head to change her shoes, and spoke to him: "We're home."
She put on her slippers and walked in. Ji Huai closed the door and followed her.
The bedroom has also been replaced with thick quilts. There is no heating in the south. He bought a heater, and the temperature is slightly higher than outside.
Fang Ying changed out of the clothes she had worn back from the hospital and hugged her son to bed. Ji Huai covered them with quilts and was about to go out with the clothes she had changed out of.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"I have to wash the clothes. The clothes brought back from the hospital are full of germs and need to be disinfected." Ji Huai finished speaking and added, "There are other things that need to be disinfected."
Her immunity is low, and her child has just been born, so her immunity is also low, so she cannot be careless about the hygiene at home.
"oh."
She watched Ji Huai go in and out, constantly busy with work.
During this period, she slept with her son. When he woke up and cried, she fell asleep a little deeply, so she didn't hold him immediately. When his son cried a few times, he hurried in and hugged him.
He was also a first-time father. It took him a long time to learn how to hold his child, and his posture gradually became less stiff.
"You are so jealous of him." Fang Ying looked at his appearance and couldn't help but joke.
Ji Huai didn't refute. He continued to look down at his son and touched his little hand. His fingers touched his face very lightly. He didn't dare to kiss him for fear of bringing germs.
Fang Ying looked at their father and son, and also pursed her lips and smiled.
The baby is also quite noisy when he is not sleeping. As long as he squeaks twice, his old father will come and hold him. Fang Ying felt that the child should be able to see Ji Huai, because when he hugged him, his son became very good.
For Fang Ying, confinement at home is much better than in the hospital.
The hospital is noisy, and no one else can see Ji Huai. In order not to make people suspicious, she has to do many things by herself, especially when there are people around.
When she got home, it was their private space, and she could do whatever she wanted.
In order not to disturb her while she was resting, Ji Huai sometimes carried his son to the children's room. When she woke up, he would bring her the confinement meal.
While she was eating the confinement meal, she watched Ji Huai carrying his son back and forth in the room, looking down as he walked, but nothing was enough.
"You've been hugging him for a long time." She took a sip of soup and said to him.
My son seems to be asleep. He is not clingy when sleeping. In fact, he is relatively easy to coax.
Ji Huai turned around and said to her: "I am happy to hold him."
"..." Fang Ying couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth as she ate a piece of meat, "You'll pick up bad habits like this."
He was doubtful, reluctantly put his sleeping son on the bed, leaned over and continued to look at him.
Although Fang Ying said this, she also loved her children very much.
evening.
Ji Huai had just held his son and fed him milk. The little guy fell asleep. He put him next to Fang Ying, and she told him, "I want to wash my hair."
She couldn't wash her hair frequently during confinement, so she held it in for a long time.
"Wait a minute." He said and got up to get ready. He didn't let her take a bath because he was afraid of catching the cold. In the third trimester of her pregnancy, washing her hair became troublesome. At that time, she bought a recliner to help her wash her hair, which now comes in handy.
Ji Huai rolled up his sleeves, sat behind her, and tested the water temperature.
Fang Ying's body was also so weak, but she was used to it during confinement. She even praised him: "Your massage skills are getting better and better, but you have to wash it quickly this time. The baby will wake up soon."
Ji Huai: "I just fell asleep and can't wake up."
Before he finished speaking, the cell phone in the bedroom rang. He went to get it. When he saw it was Xiaowen, Fang Ying pressed it to answer.
The other party asked a few questions, and then said: "What are you doing?"
Fang Ying: "I'm washing my hair."
While she was talking, Ji Huai squeezed out the shampoo and applied it to her head with just the right amount of force.
"..." Xiaowen asked again, "Where is the child?"
"He's asleep. He just went to bed." Fang Ying's tone was brisk. Ji Huai's massage was very comfortable. She also said with a smile, "Are you off work?"
"No." After Xiaowen finished speaking, he quickly urged, worried for her, "You are washing your hair and still chatting. You are so considerate, and you are not afraid of catching a cold. Wash it quickly and blow dry it. What will happen if the child wakes up later? I won't say anymore. Stop talking and hang up."
Fang Ying looked at the hung up phone. Ji Huai didn't know when he got up, hooked a thin blanket with his fingers and covered her: "I almost forgot, be careful of catching a cold."
"Your ears are so sharp." She covered herself with the quilt, not knowing what to say.
Ji Huai smiled and tried his best to wash her hair.
"One for two." Fang Ying stretched out two fingers and said to him with crooked eyebrows, "You're done, you have to follow two little tails behind you."
Ji Huai didn't sigh like before. He took the showerhead and flushed it for her: "I think it's good."
He washed Fang Ying's hair, dried her wet hair with a towel, and took the hair dryer to dry it.
After blow-drying, Fang Ying ran to the bed: "Leng Leng Leng."
Really cold.
Ji Huai chuckled, followed her, took out the thick socks from the drawer, walked to the bed and sat down, stretched out his hand to take out her little feet from the quilt, and put socks on her.
While she was lying on the bed, holding her hand, he turned around and went to the bathroom to clean up.
Fang Ying felt very sorry: "You have always been busy with things."
"I like taking care of you." Ji Huai changed his clothes and went to the other side to see his son before going to bed. He stared at him for a long time, his smile lingering for a long time.
When he got on the bed, Fang Ying leaned over and hugged him.
It was very cold in winter, but his body had never been warm. Fang Ying was inevitably a little disappointed, but she still pressed against him, trying to warm him up.
He used to be very hot, so she always leaned against him to keep warm, and she stayed close to him in winter.
Ji Huai hugged her back with his arms, covered her back with his big hands, lowered his head and rested his chin on her head: "What are you thinking about again?"
She restrained her emotions and shook her head in his arms.
"That's not bad," he said suddenly.
Fang Ying pursed her lips: "What's so good about it?"
"I can accompany you." Ji Huai looked down at her and smiled, "After I accompany you, I will go to work for the King of Hell. No matter how comfortable you are in this life, you will not be able to reincarnate next time."
You've already worked for the King of Hell, why would you want to be reincarnated
"Are you just in the underworld all the time?" Fang Ying was stunned again and again.
"It depends on which department you are in, you can come here occasionally." Ji Huai answered, then looked at her serious and thoughtful look, with a smile in his eyes, and hugged her to sleep.
What a little fool.