"Happy."

Qingshuang sniffed, and her soft voice mixed with nasal tones, looking particularly cute and aggrieved.

Mo Xian helped her wipe away the tears on her face, rubbed Qingshuang's head, and said with a smile: "Our baby is the most well-behaved, and I will reward you with a Mo Xian version of kissing." ”

As he spoke, Mo Xian raised his face and kissed Qingshuang on the lips.

Obviously, he is so much smaller than himself, but he can carry so much alone.

At the beginning of learning that she was infected with the virus, Qingshuang was very panicked, but now she is like the dust has settled, and she can accept everything calmly and calmly.

This is because Mo Xian has always been by her side, caring for her, making her feel very relieved and stable.

She thought, for such a long time, Mo Xian should have slowly accepted it.

When she actually leaves, she won't be too sad......

-

In the days that followed, when Qingshuang was sober, she would show Moxian some photos of cute babies.

Every now and then, Mo Xian will say that their baby must be the best-looking.

Qingshuang just smiled and didn't speak, she wanted Mo Xian to have more love for her unborn child.

He would be a good father.

-

When she was eight months pregnant, Qingshuang fell into a coma all day.

The doctor saw that her physical function was declining greatly, and could only advise her to have a cesarean section directly when Qingshuang was awake, otherwise the child might be in danger.

Qingshuang has been enduring the pain for so long, just for the sake of this child, so she directly accepted the doctor's advice.

The doctor quickly arranged surgery for her, and Mo Xian understood that Qingshuang wanted to give birth to this child, and knew that it would put her life in danger, so she could only accept her choice passively.

He didn't want to upset Qingshuang.

When Qingshuang was pushed into the infirmary, Mo Xian also wore a sterile gown and followed in.

When the doctor performed a caesarean section, Mo Xian kept holding Qingshuang's hand, for fear that she would fall asleep.

"Don't sleep."

Seeing that Qingshuang's dark pupils were gradually dissipating, Mo Xian hurriedly shouted, "Shuang'er, don't you want to see our children!" ”

Mo Xian's voice brought Qingshuang's senses back up, and he tightened his hand, not having the strength to speak, so he could only wink at him slightly.

-

The operation lasted two hours, because Qingshuang's body was not like that of ordinary pregnant women, and the doctor was also very stressed.

Fortunately, the operation was successful, the child was safe, and the adult was temporarily fine.

Mo Xian didn't even have time to see the child, so he squatted beside Qingshuang's bed, crying uncontrollably.

In the last two hours, he has gone through heaven and hell.

The huge mixture of joy and sorrow made him unable to restrain his emotions anymore, so he could only vent it like this.

Qingshuang, who had just given birth, the weakness of her body made her tired and wanted to sleep, and when she heard Mo Xian's cry, her sanity gradually returned.

Laboriously raised his hand and touched his head.

Mo Xian held the almost skinny hand, felt the temperature above, and the uneasiness in his heart slowly faded.

It was also from this time that he clearly realized that every day of Qingshuang's life was robbed from God.

He couldn't resist, he could only accept it.

At the end of the road, there is nothing you can do.

-

Qingshuang stayed in the hospital for more than a month.

I don't know if it's because of the child, Qingshuang's spirit is also much better.

The little one was wrinkled when he was born, but now his skin has become white and red, smooth and soft, and his eyes are big, round and lovely like black grapes.