Su Xiaoxiao can imagine what the child is now.

She read some posts about preterm birth on the Internet and knew that the baby's body was fragile. Babies less than months old had to live in an incubator to spend the dangerous period.

She kept her baby safe.

Production consumes a lot of energy.

In the ward.

Su Xiaoxiao sat at the head of the bed, hanging nutrient water and uterine contraction needle. Her stomach would ache from time to time, just like the labor pains before giving birth to a child, which made her unbearable, but she was very strong. Seeing that the potion in the bottle decreased a little, she bit her lower lip.

Anxin didn't understand this situation, so he was nervous, "what's the matter with you? Is it hard? Shall I call a doctor? "

Shaking his head, Su smiled and looked at him with some regret, "what about the company when you come here?"

"How are you?"

"I'm fine. That's how the uterus shrinks. The uterus needs to recover. So it shrinks and hurts. " She looked at him. "I ask you, what about the company when you come here?" She knew that his father was in politics and would not mind the company.

Sitting down in the chair in front of the bed, Anxin held her hand outside the quilt. His voice was gentle, "compared with the company, you are more important. And now Brion's is running very well and doesn't need too much attention. "

"Don't think too much. Have a good rest." Anxin was worried about her body. "You need enough sleep."

Due to premature delivery, the baby is less than months old. Although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of internal organs. The results of all inspections are OK. The baby can eat, drink and sleep, that is, he can't return to his mother for the time being. He must stay in the incubator strictly according to the regulations to spend the dangerous period. His parents can visit him once a week for ten minutes.

The children don't have to bring them or get up in the middle of the night to feed them, so Su Xiaoxiao's rest is guaranteed than other pregnant women.

With the potion hanging every day and the nutritious meal prepared by Anxin for her, her body recovered quickly.

A week passed by.

It was sunny that day. Su Xiaoxiao could get out of bed and walk around. The dew on her body had not been drained, and her waist would be sore from time to time. Therefore, if she didn't go to see the baby, she would still stay in bed and have a rest.

In front of the incubator, across the glass Su smiled and saw that the baby was asleep. In his sleep, he would punch and kick from time to time and sometimes laugh.

She smiled, too, in a very good mood.

"It's a boy." Anxin told her gender for the first time.

Su Xiaoxiao put her palm on the glass and hoped to be closer to her son. Her smile was very beautiful and her eyes were full of maternal brilliance.

In this way, she is really beautiful, although she has gained some weight because of pregnancy.

Anxin stood beside her. He stared at the lovely little life in the incubator with mixed feelings in his heart.

Ten minutes of visiting time always passes quickly.

Always reluctant to leave.

"Doctor, when can the child leave here?" Su Xiaoxiao is looking forward to her child's health and returning to her side as soon as possible.

"As for the need to grow another kilogram of meat, the body is too fragile to take, and it will be easy to have accidents." This is the doctor's answer.

She can understand.

After Anxin and Su Xiaoxiao left here, he sent her back to the ward.

When the curtain was opened, a warm sun came through the window. Su Xiaoxiao sat at the head of the bed. Anxin handed her a glass of water. He was hesitating whether to say something. On the one hand, there was justice and his own selfish consideration.

Whether to say or not, he has been hesitating and even struggling in his heart.

Su smiled and held the cup. "Anxin, do you have something to say to me?"

He looked back and turned his eyes to her.