"Alright. The little nurse said, leaning down and carefully putting the child back into the cot, and the child made an unfinished sound. Chen Qiao walked to the side of the small bed, raised his head to look at the little nurse, and asked a question: Is he a little hungry?!

Possible.

So he walked to the bottle again, and the milk powder waited quietly somewhere in the bag, until Chen Qiao picked it up from the bag, it was a tin can of milk powder, and the body of the can was all in foreign languages, fortunately, he was proficient in this, strictly speaking, that was his native language.

Chen Qiao read the instructions carefully, prepared warm water according to the instructions, put the milk powder into the bottle, the milk powder gradually melted, and a milky white liquid appeared in the bottle, he picked up the bottle and shook it gently, then buckled the pacifier, raised his wrist, and aimed the pacifier at his wrist, not hot, and his skin said to him.

Chen Qiao chose to believe his skin, his nerves were not shrewd enough to lie and deceive his master.

This time Chen Qiao had experience, but the process of the child's feeding was still a little thrilling, for example, there were three times when he almost choked, but Chen Qiao adjusted his posture in time, and the little nurse put his hand in the nurse's uniform and watched all this quietly.

It was an afternoon day, and the sun was shining through the pale blue curtains on the windows. At that moment, the little nurse wished that she was a painter, and that with a pen, she could put beautiful pictures into that small canvas.

Everything good in the world is worth remembering. The little nurse wants to remember, not keep. Because human beings will eventually discover that all the beauty and ugliness, good and evil in the world, may be remembered, but they can never be retained. There is no eternity.

She suddenly turned around, leaving behind a short, stocky figure, Chen Qiao raised his head, wanting to say goodbye to her, or say thank you, but he only opened his mouth, and the empty air stirred in his mouth, and went out again.

Chen Qiao suddenly realized that he didn't actually want to speak.

When he lowered his head, he saw Chen Mofei and Liunian's son, his mouth contracted powerfully, which was the instinct given to everyone by the Creator, his mouth was very powerful, and several times he found that the child was sucking the pacifier hard, bringing the bottle in his direction, so that Chen Qiao had to adjust his posture.

This little guy is not like Liu Nian, who is not so aggressive, he is more like Chen Mofei, and Chen Mofei is aggressive. However, Chen Mofei has been trying to hide her aggression as much as possible, and she is trying to make herself ----- what can I say? Unlike herself.

Thinking of this, Chen Qiao suddenly put his mind at ease, at the moment of life and death, people will burst out with some kind of energy, Chen Qiao has reason to believe that Chen Mofei will not die. She's not one to bow down or give in to anything. Some people are born rebels, and some people are born tames. And Chen Mofei is obviously the former.

There were about ten milliliters left, and the little guy spit out the pacifier in satisfaction. Then he closed his eyes, his small chest fell together, Chen Qiao put down the bottle, picked up the baby boy, and the other palm supported the baby boy's waist, his right hand was clenched into an empty fist, and he patted the baby boy's back one by one, and after a while, the boy made a loud and full burp.

It was that simple.

Chen Qiao was a little inexplicably excited.

At this time, the sound of wheels rubbing against the floor is compact and cramped, no, and a little calm. Chen Qiao stood up, holding the child in the crook of his arm, he felt like his heart was about to jump out, a bed appeared at the door, a white quilt, covered with an unknown woman under the quilt, there were family members on both sides of the bed, there were medical staff, Chen Qiao was disappointed to find that he didn't know those people, so he deduced that the person lying on the bed must not be Chen Mofei.

Sometimes, no news is the best news.

Sometimes, with the news, it doesn't necessarily mean a fresh start.

The news is very strange, people are looking forward to it, and they are afraid of it. However, a message is just a message, and it can't change the essence of the message.

Sometimes the message doesn't know if it's itself misleading people or if people misunderstand the message.

The hospital bed slid past the door, Chen Qiao sat down dejectedly, the child in his arms squirmed gently with satisfaction or uneasiness, he lowered his head, and saw his face, which looked like a passing year, of course, there was also Chen Mofei's shadow, his eyebrows and eyes were like a passing year, but the spirit and rhyme were like Chen Mofei.

He held the child in his arms, never feeling so close to the woman. Maybe he'll lose that woman today with the boy in his arms. This thought once made him panic, but even now it is still lurking around him, always waiting for an opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

Chen Qiao locked the door from the inside, then went into the bathroom and began to brush the bottle, and somehow, he seemed to suddenly open his mind, and suddenly he would take the child, but when he packed everything up and sat quietly opposite the baby boy, he suddenly found himself a little at a loss. The room was so quiet that he could only hear the baby's breathing, and he couldn't even hear his own breathing.

So Chen Qiao had to take a deep breath, and then exhale that breath out for a long time, and he heard something like a sigh, drifting farther and farther in the air, until it completely melted into the air in front of him and disappeared completely.

Neither is it.

Probably now, they're everywhere. They gradually gathered, formed, and gradually transformed into the appearance of a woman, Chen Qiao stretched out his hand, and with just a light touch, they were like fireworks, scattering and splashing, falling apart, and everything disappeared again.

Neither is it.

Probably everywhere.

Everywhere.

Everywhere.

Chen Qiao walked to the window and tried to open the curtains, but as soon as he lifted the curtains a little, he found that the sunlight was spreading into the room from the window, which happened to be reflected on the baby's face, and the baby boy should have frowned slightly, so Chen Qiao gave up the idea of opening the curtains.

He returned to the baby boy and guarded him, he touched the boy gently with his eyes, until the boy smiled at him, the instant smile was actually the baby's subconscious action, but Chen Qiao interpreted it with a different meaning.

Sometimes, it doesn't matter if you have it, it matters whether you believe it or not.

Liu Nian believes that Chen Mofei will come back. He remembered that he had watched a TV series before, played by Wang Zhiwen, one day Wang Zhiwen was with the heroine Zuo Xiaoqing, Wang Zhiwen rejected Zuo Xiaoqing, but he refused quite artistically, he said, when you accept a person, you accept her height. But I don't have your level right now, and I don't want to blaspheme you.

To like is to possess, and to love is to let go.

Sometimes it's not that you don't love enough, it's that you don't dare to love. Men who want to mate will try their best to show each other how good they are, and they will show their most beautiful feathers. And to love someone is to be able to see each other and himself clearly, especially the dirt under his most beautiful feathers, he knows whether he is worthy of the other party.

In the past, he thought that he was worthy of Chen Mofei, but then he was sometimes in a trance, and now, he is very soberly aware that he is not worthy of her.

Both in the past and now.

However, now it is not worthy of being a very jerk.

The door to the operating room opened, and it seemed very far away from him. He didn't even react, when "Chen Mofei's family" shouted for the third time, he woke up like a dream, ran over, a foot in front of the hospital bed, he stopped, his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground under his feet, taking root, unable to pull out.

He didn't know if he had waited for so long for good news or bad news, he just knew that his heart was churning, jumping up and down, how many thoughts came and went, and he always tried to grab something, but he found that his hands were empty, and he didn't grasp anything.

Both in the past and now.

"Are you Chen Mofei's family?" someone asked.

As for who asked, it didn't matter, he nodded blankly.

"It's out of danger. The doctor took off his mask and walked forward, and someone pushed him around.

"Why are you pushing the mother back to the ward?"

"Ah, oh. He agreed, seeing Chen Mofei's closed eyes, she hadn't woken up yet, as if she hadn't slept so peacefully for a long time. He stretched out his hand, the armrest of the hand bed was a little cold, but he felt that his legs were a little weak, those two legs seemed to be unable to support the strength of his whole body, he lowered his head, tears fell, forgot to thank the doctor, forgot everything, he only knew that the woman went from life to death, and from death to life, she turned around on the line of death, and came back again.

But now she looked like she was dead, pale and lifeless.

The ward was closer, and Chen Qiao happened to appear at the door, looking towards the end of the corridor. For the first time, he felt like a triumphant general, and he brought Chen Mofei back. He held his head high, and a nurse came out of the nurse's station, and the hospital bed slammed into the ward.

Chen Qiao glanced at Liu Nian and asked, is it okay?

Liu Nian nodded.

Chen Qiao reached out and patted Liu Nian on the shoulder.

The nurse attaches the ECG monitoring device.

The noise in the room woke the child, he was a little impatient, frowned, then flattened his mouth, and tried to cry, apparently he also experienced a tangle in the middle, but the noise never stopped, so he felt unbearable, and broke out into a loud cry.

This was the first time he had expressed his dissatisfaction with the world.

The voice was loud and wide, and the whole ward seemed to fall into his cries. There is only one person who is an exception, Chen Mofei.

Chen Qiao saw the woman's expressionless face, her eyebrows were the same as the baby boy just now, she wrinkled slightly, and her upper and lower eyelids clashed with difficulty, and then, Chen Qiao saw his fingers move slightly, followed by his eyes.

Chen Mofei, wake up.

The world went from blurry to clear in front of her eyes, and she saw Liu Nian and Chen Qiao, both of whom had smiles on their faces.

She opened her mouth, Chen Qiao turned around, picked up the baby boy from the small bed, and then carried him to Chen Mofei's bedside.

"Son, your son. Chen Qiao whispered.

The woman's eyes on the hospital bed followed the child, and then fixed on the baby boy for a long time. She tried to reach out.

My son, she thought, is so nice!