"But what she needs is-" Before Fu Jie could finish his words, Lu Xicheng had already glared at him. He seemed to have reacted and had no choice but to nod, "Okay, I'll go take a look first."
"Yeah." Jin Han responded calmly.
I feel very surprised that Xiang Qing has a tendency to commit suicide. Shouldn't Jin Han go and take a look?
Lu Xicheng was extremely moved. He held Jin Han's hand and said nothing.
At about ten o'clock in the evening, the door of the operating room finally opened. Deng Jinger was still under anesthesia and did not wake up. The two children were immediately sent to the newborn incubator, and we didn't even have time to see clearly.
Lu Xicheng cheered up and asked about the situation. The adult's condition was slightly better and he needed to be hospitalized for observation after he woke up. However, the situation of twins was worse because they came out of the mother's body too early and some of their organs were not even mature yet. They had to be in the hospital for observation. Stay in the incubator.
My heart ached. Looking at Deng Jinger who was still unconscious on the stroller, I felt the pain of being a mother at this moment.
"Jing'er said before that her condition was fine and that she could wait until full term to regenerate. How could she suddenly give birth prematurely?" I asked Lu Xicheng in the ward.
Lu Xicheng was not sure. It happened suddenly. Deng Jing'er suddenly had a stomachache. Then she checked and found that her water had broken and she was red.
My eyes glanced at the pile of gifts on the cabinet. Most of them were nutritional supplements. In fact, Deng Jing'er couldn't take too much supplements in her late pregnancy, so she didn't eat anything. There was only a box of small pastries that had been opened. There seemed to be thirty of them. , already half eaten.
"Is there something wrong with your food?" I pointed over there, but my intuition was wrong.
Because the box of pastries seemed to be hand-packed, and there was no clear brand or ingredient list. After I saw it clearly, I felt there was something wrong even more.
Lu Xicheng shook his head, "She hasn't eaten anything strange these days. The box of pastries in your hand was also a gift from a friend. I also ate a few, so there's nothing wrong with it!"
I asked, "Which friend?"
"This..." Lu Xicheng paused for a moment, as if he couldn't remember. After all, Deng Jing'er had so many friends. When there were too many people, it would be confusing, and the gifts they brought would be even greater.
"Let's find out who brought this pastry." I don't have much clue now, but I don't want Deng Jing'er to be hurt like this. If it's man-made, I can't tolerate it!
Lu Xicheng also felt something was wrong. He nodded solemnly, "Okay, I will."
I took two pieces of pastry and put them in my bag, ready to go back.
After struggling for most of the night, everyone else had gone back, especially Jin Han, who wanted to see Xiang Qing's condition, but I was the last one to leave. Only Lu Xicheng and Deng's mother were left in the hospital to take care of Deng Jing'er, because they couldn't Too many escorts were left behind and had to go.
At the gate of the hospital, I exhaled heavily, letting out all the depression and annoyance that had accumulated in my heart. Before I could get in the car, the night sky was suddenly torn apart by a bolt of lightning, and the rumble of thunder was very scary.
What followed was a pouring rain, and my clothes were soaked by the rain that swept in at the door.
"Go sit in my office for a while and wait until the rain stops before leaving." Zhou Yanli appeared behind me at some point and suggested.
I turned around and saw Zhou Yanli wearing a white coat and still wearing the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He had his hands in the pockets of his white coat. His figure was cold and tall, with his back facing the light of the hospital lobby. Although his appearance was a little hazy. , but it does not affect his handsomeness.
I hesitated a little, but a strong wind swept in, and my already thin body was almost knocked to the ground by the wind and rain.
After staggering for two steps, Zhou Yanli stepped forward and grabbed my arm with quick eyes and hands. He supported me with strong force and kept me from falling to the wet ground.
"What kind of evil wind!" I complained angrily.
"You know now that you should eat a little fatter, right? With your body like this, a gust of wind can carry you around Haicheng." Zhou Yanli's cold joke was really great. I looked up at him, and then secretly rolled my eyes.
I also want to gain weight, but my gastrointestinal absorption is not good enough.
In the end, I chose to go to Zhou Yanli's office to sit for a while, because driving back in this weather would be tantamount to provoking the god of death.
The doctor on duty tonight was Zhou Yanli. There was no one else. He found a dry towel from somewhere and handed it to me, "Wipe yourself."
"It's okay, the rain isn't cold in this weather." My hair is just a little wet, but it doesn't matter.
But Zhou Yanli's eyes went down, and finally fell deeply on my chest. He turned his head as if he was electrocuted, and his tone contained a hint of command, "Dry it as soon as I ask you to!"
I lowered my head and saw that it was incredible, the slightest bit of spring was brought out by this silk shirt.
It's a shirt after all, it does look good.
I awkwardly took the towel, turned around and wiped my chest. After finding that it was of little use, I simply covered it on my chest.
The office was quiet. After Zhou Yanli, a model worker, finished talking to me, he began to immerse himself in work. He was sorting out the patient's medical records. He seemed very busy, but I couldn't tell what he was busy with.
I reached into my bag, wanting to take out my phone to play with, but ended up getting two packets of small cakes that I had just brought out from Deng Jing'er's ward.
"Zhou Yanli, how is your taste?" I asked.
"Very good." Zhou Yanli looked up at me, "What's wrong?"
I took out a bag of pastries and said, "Here, try it. Can you taste what it's made of?"
Zhou Yanli looked at the pastries, then looked at me, and said unceremoniously, "Shu Wanyi, I just have a good taste, not a magic chef."
That's true. I said "hehe" in embarrassment and wanted to put the pastry away. He then asked, "What's wrong with this pastry?"
"Yes, I feel that there is something wrong with Jing'er's premature birth. She has been in good condition before. She is checked and supervised by doctors every day. How could she be born prematurely so soon?" I became energetic, and then placed the pastries on the table, " What she eats these days are nutritious meals from the hospital, and the rest are some common fruits. In the end, only this kind of pastry is left. There is no brand and no ingredient list, and it looks like it is made by hand."
Only then did Zhou Yanli become serious. He picked up the piece of cake, tore off the wrapping paper, and took a bite. After a minute, he frowned, "It's barley and red date cake, and there's a star in the middle." Almonds, moreover, should be mixed with some slight angelica, so the taste is very bland.”
I don’t quite understand, “Does it have an impact?”
Although Zhou Yanli is not an obstetrician and gynecologist, he knows a bit about it. He replied, "These are foods that can easily stimulate premature labor in pregnant women. Angelica sinensis has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and can easily stimulate uterine contractions. Although these foods are not very effective when used in small amounts." The impact, but the situation varies from person to person. Deng Jing'er was originally hospitalized because of the miscarriage and couldn't eat."
My heart immediately rose, and at the same time a surge of anger emerged uncontrollably.
