Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

Before the two of them could speak, the door was unceremoniously pushed open. Lu Yichen was upset, and saw two short carrot heads slid out of the door, wearing red summer clothes and two lively carrots. .

   "Mommy!"

"Daddy!"

  Two little guys squeezed in, seeing the two adults on the hospital bed, their eyes brightened, and they trot over here.

  Lu Yichen had to let go of his wife, and instead caught the two small meat dumplings that came forward.

  A pair of children plunged into Dad’s arms and looked at Mommy on the hospital bed with big eyes.

   "Mommy."

  As the two little ghosts came in, there followed two people behind them, Aunt Wu and Old Man Lu, carrying the insulation box.

  Elder Lu saw the two children and couldn't call them. "Don't run around, disturb your mother to rest."

  He walked to the bed, looked at Jiajia's hands and feet, and twisted his eyebrows. "Fall so badly?"

   "The right hand is dislocated and the right leg is fractured." To avoid worry for the old man, Lu Yichen did not mention what happened in the hospital.

Li Jia didn't say much. He touched the tops of the two children's heads. The two little things clasped their hands beside the bed and looked at the mother's hands and feet in a cast. She wanted to touch them but didn't dare to touch them, but just extended one. The little finger lightly nodded, through the thick plaster, like feathers falling on the stone, Li Jia just wanted to smile.

   "Does Mommy hurt?"

   "Daddy is a badass, Mommy won't play with him."

  The two little ghosts were lying on the left and right sides of their father. Lu Yichen shook his head slightly, and said in a bad mood: "Your father is still here."

  It is still in front of him that he said bad things, and he spoiled them too much on weekdays.

The little guy pouted his mouth, touched the head that was beaten by his father, and made a grimace at him. Xiao Chenchen sprinted away, took the insulation box from Aunt Wu’s hand to his arms, and stomped again. He rushed to the bedside and looked at his smiling mom hopefully.

   "Mummy, it's delicious!"

   "Grandpa said, I'm full and healed quickly."

  Milk's voice The voice of the milky voice is more complicated and a little convoluted. Aunt Wu looked at her and smiled, and Father Lu was deeply comforted. The two little guys are really filial and caring.

  Li Jia touched the baby's soft hair, her smile has not changed, but the effect of the anesthetic is completely ineffective at this time, her leg hurts badly, she can't eat, and her palm-sized face is pale as paper.

  Lu Yichen noticed the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, wiped it off, and whispered, “Eat a little bit is enough to have strength. You can’t just rely on injections.”

  She wanted to say that she had no appetite, but she nodded to the small eyes of the two little guys.

  In the ward, the couple ate together, talking with the old man and aunt Wu, and occasionally inserted two childish words from the two children.

  The door of the room was knocked on again. Aunt Wu opened the door of the ward and saw Lang Yanhan poking her head in with her mobile phone.

   "Young Master Lu, your love rival..." Lang Yanhan's voice stopped abruptly. Seeing the old man standing in the ward, he suddenly had a toothache, so he changed his mouth and showed him a big smile. "Hello Grandpa Lu!"

  Lord Lu looked at him, isn’t this Xiao Lang from the Yan family? "What kind of rival?"

   "Master, you heard me wrong. I was talking about detoxification! The hospital needs regular disinfection and cleaning." Lang Yanhan said with a smile.

  Lu Yichen already knew what was going on, Li Jia dug a spoonful of tender custard bibimbap, and slowly fed it into the mouths of the two little guys who were lying on the bed, waiting to be fed, without raising their heads.

  At this time, she'd better not say anything.