After a day of observation, I was finally able to transfer to the general ward. Teacher Lin Na sent me to the general ward, and after the handover, she motioned for Lin Jia to go out.

"I haven't told Xia Fei that she is not very good at cutting her uterus because of contractions, you can see how to tell her tactfully, after all, she is now in the recovery period, although she is a nurse and is used to seeing such a scene, but it is still a little cruel to change her own experience."

Lin Jia nodded, thanked Teacher Lin Na, and did not rush back to the ward, but smoked a cigarette in the corridor, to be honest, he didn't think about how to tell Xia Fei, but if he didn't say it, Xia Fei would soon find out about it himself.

Lin Jia took a puff of his cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt, turned around and entered the ward with a smile.

As soon as I entered the ward, I saw that the atmosphere was a little solemn, and I felt that something was not right, so I weakly said to Lin Jia, "You're back, and you're going to smoke again?" Smoke a little less, you're not afraid of smoking your child? ”

"My son is worried, why did you say that this birth is so unsmooth. Even if it's a girl, it won't bleed heavily and cut the uterus, it's really a sin. Lin Jia's mother sat on the sofa and said.

Say to me.

Lin Jia, who listened to her mother, understood that her mother should have told Xia Fei about her uterus being cut out just now.

Lin Jia took the excuse to go to the meal to break his mother aside and let her mother go to the restaurant downstairs to eat.

After Lin Jia's mother left, I asked Lin Jia, "Am I having atony contractions?" ”

"Well, yes, there is a lot of blood, the contractions have not been good, the uterus is soft and does not contract, Liu Xuan and I thought about it, it is better to cut off the ovaries, you can rest assured, you will not get old." And at all times, you are the most beautiful girl in my heart. ”

I burst into tears, a result that I had thought about countless times and never expected. Even if it was a placental abruption, I wasn't afraid, but I didn't expect that my uterus would be cut.

I know that emotions affect breastfeeding, so I keep mentally reminding myself not to think about these things. I said to Lin Jia, "It's okay, this is the need of the condition, if you want to save the uterus, maybe I will be more dangerous in the end, I know that you are for my good." Okay, it's over, don't think about it anymore, all I have to do now is to be in a good mood and find a way to get milk. ”

Lin Jia looked at Xia Fei's pretending to be strong and felt sad, he knew what the womb meant to women. But all this is nothing compared to life, only the days to come will be twice as good to her, so that she no longer thinks about it. "My mother" Lin Jia paused and said, "My mother hasn't gone to school much, and she is relatively strong, she may hurt you by talking, you don't have to worry about her and don't take it to heart, it's uncomfortable, if you want to vent it, you can vent it on me, you are all my closest people, I don't want to see you unhappy." ”

"Well, I know, I don't want to do anything now, I just want to focus on taking care of the child in confinement."

As soon as I entered the door, Mango threw herself down in front of the bed, "Mom, Mom, I miss you, grandma said I could see you today, I couldn't sleep at noon in the kindergarten, can I go back to you." ”

Lin Jia touched Mango's head and said, "Good boy, my mother has a wound on her stomach, and when she is discharged from the hospital in a few days, we will be together, okay?" ”

Mango carefully touched my stomach, "Does Mom hurt?" Mango blows for you, right? ”

Seeing the cute appearance of the mango, I couldn't stop crying again.

Seeing me crying, my mother panicked and hurriedly said, "Don't dare to cry, crying is not good for your eyes, my mother brought you black chicken soup, I asked Dr. Liu before I left yesterday, she said that when you come back, you can drink a little meat soup, come and take a sip, mother feed you." ”

Looking at my mother's concerned eyes, I gritted my teeth and tried not to cry myself.

I want to be strong and strong, isn't there no uterus, compared to it, how good it is that I still have my life to live, I have gone through the ghost gate, what is there to be afraid of, what is there to cry about?