Zhong Jiaqi looked at Qi Jingchen slyly, and reached out to hammer his leg: "My feet are sore, and I can't walk."

Qi Jingchen instantly understood what Zhong Jiaqi wanted to say, but he deliberately pretended not to understand anything.

"Otherwise, let's walk back to the car and drive home!"

"No," Zhong Jiaqi said aggrievedly, "Walking back to the car from here is farther than walking home from here, I'm not stupid, and you just asked Zhou Qi to send someone to drive the car back." ”

Qi Jingchen spread his hands innocently: "Then what should I do, why don't we take a taxi back, fortunately, this place is not biased, it should be possible to get a taxi."

Zhong Jiaqi tugged on Qi Jingchen's sleeve, she knew that Qi Jingchen must have understood what she meant, but since Qi Jingchen refused to speak, then she would say it directly.

"I want you to carry me back!"

Qi Jingchen smiled shallowly: "If you want me to carry you back, just say no, and go around in such a big circle with me."

"Why don't you have any mood at all?"

Zhong Jiaqi's mood swings were relatively big after she became pregnant, and Qi Jingchen was really worried that Zhong Jiaqi would be fried, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll carry you back."

He suddenly remembered that Zhong Jiaqi was pregnant, and glanced at Zhong Jiaqi's belly: "Will the child in the belly be pressed?"

Zhong Jiaqi smiled helplessly: "Don't worry, your children haven't been formed yet, and they won't be crushed."

Qi Jingchen was relieved to half-squat in front of Zhong Jiaqi, carefully wrapped around Zhong Jiaqi's legs, and carried her on his back.

However, as a pregnant woman, Zhong Jiaqi's weight was inevitably too light, Qi Jingchen couldn't help but wrinkle, he fed Zhong Jiaqi for so many days, why did it have no effect at all.

"Jiaqi, why are you so thin?"

Zhong Jiaqi smiled helplessly: "You can't blame me, I've been eating on time lately, and after you took over the work of our chef, I ate a lot more at every meal, and the lack of meat may be that these two little guys in the stomach have absorbed all the nutrients."

"Didn't you say that those two little ones in the belly haven't been formed yet? Now to start throwing the pot at them? Qi Jingchen smiled faintly.

Zhong Jiaqi stretched out his hand and gently pinched Qi Jingchen's shoulder: "The little ones haven't been born yet, and you've already started talking to them, scumbag!"

Qi Jingchen smiled helplessly, not understanding why he was named a scumbag for no reason.

"No one is more important than you, it's just that you haven't gained weight all the time, which makes me feel very unfulfilled!"

"It's not something I can control, I didn't get fat much when I was pregnant last time, maybe it's just a physical problem, okay, don't think about making me fat every day, when you get fat, you will definitely dislike me."

"Then I'll gain weight with you, so we don't have the right to dislike each other."

……

The next day, Zhong Jiaqi packed up her things and went to the hospital.

Jiang Wenwen naturally enjoyed the best treatment in Jiawen Hospital, but Mousse was still not at ease, so he stayed by Jiang Wenwen's bedside every day and hired an experienced aunt.

In order not to miss Jiang Wenwen's production time, Zhong Jiaqi struggled to get up from bed at eight o'clock, which was probably the earliest time she woke up during this time.

Looking at Zhong Jiaqi's non-stop yawning, Jiang Wenwen couldn't help but chuckle: "If you feel sleepy, why do you come to the hospital to see me so early, you can come back after lunch."

"No," Zhong Jiaqi looked at Jiang Wenwen's eyes firmly, "What if I miss your production?" ”

"The due date is the day after tomorrow, are you worried that it's a little too early now?" Jiang Wenwen said helplessly.

"It's not early, don't you know as a medical worker, there will always be some deviations in the due date, but I think you are in good shape, and the production process will be very smooth."

Jiang Wenwen smiled mischievously: "Then borrow your auspicious words, I also hope that I can give birth to this child smoothly."

"Absolutely."

Zhong Jiaqi felt that her mouth might have been opened, and when she returned to the ward in the afternoon, Jiang Wenwen already felt labor pains.

Soon the amniotic water broke, and after a period of chaos in the ward, Jiang Wenwen was finally pushed into the delivery room.

Zhong Jiaqi sat at the door of the delivery room with Mousse, and after a while, everyone from the Mu family came, this child was the eldest son and grandson of the Mu family, and the old man Mu was particularly concerned, and a group of people suddenly came outside the delivery room.

Old Man Mu grabbed Mousse's hand, and a crack appeared on his steady expression: "Mousse, how is Wenwen?"

"Grandpa, don't worry, the doctor just said that Wenwen is a normal birth, there is no problem."

After Mousse comforted Old Man Mu, he found that there were too many people outside the delivery room, and the air was full of crowded smells.

Zhong Jiaqi is also a pregnant woman now, and she is also Qi Jingchen's baby bump, if something happens to Zhong Jiaqi in the hospital, Mousse will definitely be torn alive by Qi Jingchen.

"Jiaqi, you are also pregnant with a child now, don't sit here and wait for Wenwen, go and take a rest!"

Zhong Jiaqi shook his head: "No need, I have to wait for Wenwen here, I don't feel at ease if I don't watch her and the child come out safely."

"Why don't you go back to Wenwen's ward and sit for a while, after Wenwen gives birth, she will definitely return to the ward, and you can see her at that time."

Zhong Jiaqi didn't speak, but there was still a bit of rejection in his eyes. Jushuku

Mousse said a little anxiously: "You are still pregnant with a child in your belly, there are so many people here, but there will be a period of chaos at that time, and I can't take care of you when you are here, if something happens, it will not be good."

Zhong Jiaqi thought about it carefully, what Mousse said was right, and she didn't want Mousse to be distracted to take care of her while worrying about Jiang Wenwen.

"Okay, I'll go back to the ward first."

Mousse touched his nose: "I won't send you over, Wenwen is in the delivery room now, and I can't rest assured."

"I'll just go over by myself, you wait here for Wenwen to come out, nothing will happen."

After returning to Jiang Wenwen's ward, Zhong Jiaqi was even more relieved, her heart was always lifted, she only felt that this time passed too slowly, and every moment was a torment for him.

Until she heard the movement outside the door, she immediately stood up, and then the nurse pushed Jiang Wenwen into the door, and Mousse followed behind.

However, he was worried that it would disturb Jiang Wenwen's rest, so he sent someone to send all the people of the Mu family back.

"Mousse, how is Wenwen now?" Zhong Jiaqi lowered her voice and asked.

"The doctor said it was going well, and Wenwen would be fine as long as he could ensure a good rest."

Zhong Jiaqi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, by the way, what about Qiuqiu?"

"Qiuqiu is fine, he will be sent back soon."

"That's good!"

The ward suddenly fell silent, Mousse sat on the chair next to Jiang Wenwen's bed, his eyes seemed to grow on Jiang Wenwen's face, he raised his hand, wanting to touch Jiang Wenwen's cheek, but he was worried that doing so would disturb Jiang Wenwen's rest, so he could only use his eyes to copy Zhong Jiaqi's facial features.

Looking at Jiang Wenwen's pale face, Mousse's heart was pierced hard, he never wanted to see Jiang Wenwen suffer such a crime in the future.

Mousse sat straight beside Jiang Wenwen like this, staring closely at the woman he was going to spend his life with, until the child was sent to the ward, Mousse did not come back to his senses.

Zhong Jiaqi, the godmother, became the first person to pick up the ball, but fortunately, the aunt is very experienced and has already prepared a crib in the ward.

Seeing the little pink dress that Jiang Wenwen disliked on his lips appear on the crib, Zhong Jiaqi's heart moved slightly.

She stretched out her hand and tapped Qiuqiu's little nose: "Qiuqiu, your mother suffered a lot of sin to give birth to you, you must grow up obediently, but if your mother wakes up and sees you so cute, she will definitely feel that the hardships she has endured are worth it."

Zhong Jiaqi put Qiuqiu in his arms and hugged him for a while, worried that holding him for too long would hurt Qiuqiu's spine, so he put him back in the crib.

When Zhong Jiaqi received a call from Qi Jingchen, Jiang Wenwen had not woken up yet.

"Are you still in the hospital?"

Zhong Jiaqi walked to the balcony and said softly: "Well, Wenwen just gave birth, but she hasn't woken up yet, I want to go back when she wakes up."

"Okay, are you hungry?"

Zhong Jiaqi touched her stomach, she was really a little hungry, she said sincerely: "Well, I am indeed a little hungry."

"I'll bring you something to eat."

Zhong Jiaqi's heart was sweet, but at this time she didn't forget Mousse: "You can bring one for Mousse too, by the way, remember to bring an extra bowl of chicken soup."

The chicken soup boiled by Qi Jingchen is not greasy at all, and it is very suitable for Jiang Wenwen to drink after waking up.

Qi Jingchen smiled helplessly on the other end of the phone, but still said dotingly: "Okay, listen to you, listen to you."

When Qi Jingchen arrived, Jiang Wenwen just opened his eyes, and Mousse held Jiang Wenwen's hand excitedly.

"Wenwen, how are you feeling now?"

"Hiss......"

Jiang Wenwen struggled to sit up, but he pulled the wound on his stomach.

Mousse anxiously pressed Jiang Wenwen's shoulder: "Don't worry."

Zhong Jiaqi carefully helped Jiang Wenwen raise the back of the bed.

"Kid ......"

Jiang Wenwen's throat is now a little thicker than sandpaper, Zhong Jiaqi poured a glass of warm water: "You drink some water before talking."

Jiang Wenwen took a few sips of water from Zhong Jiaqi's hand, felt his throat feel more comfortable, and then said, "What about the child?"

"The child is healthy, don't worry."

"Hold the child and show me, I want to see him."

Zhong Jiaqi carefully picked up Qiuqiu from the crib: "Look, he's sleeping now!" ”

Jiang Wenwen's face was still very pale, but the moment she saw the child, her eyes brightened a little, and she reached out and gently touched Qiuqiu's cheek.