Chapter 619

She wanted to move, but the pain in her stomach made her take a breath. Seeing her like this, Gong Yichen quickly stopped her and explained to her in a concise way: "the operation used caesarean section, so it takes a little time to recover."

Song Jiayin is obviously not concerned about this, she is eager to see the baby, want to see this little guy in her stomach for so long.

They have experienced a lot in the past few months together, and suddenly come out of her stomach. She is not used to it, but she still feels warm and soft. That's because she has been pregnant for such a long time. She always feels that there is a special fetter between them. As long as she thinks about it, she feels that the world is beautiful.

He took the baby carefully and put it in his arms. He just changed his diapers and now he can't sleep. He looked at everyone around him curiously with his big eyes open. When his eyes turned to song Jiayin, he seemed to know that song Jiayin was the one who brought himself into the world and giggled.

The smile is soft and harmless. Looking at his smile, song Jiayin only feels that the softest one in her heart has been hit. It's soft and becomes a pool of spring water. She can't help but stretch out her hand to tease his face. It feels soft and smooth, and it's very comfortable.

Song Jiayin as like as two peas, and felt that all these hard work in the months was worth it. Looking up at Gong Yichen, his eyes were shiny and full of broken light: "you see, children's eyes are just like yours."

Hearing her words, he bent down to imitate her, stretched out a finger to tease his face, and looked up at Song Jiayin. The two people's eyes collided. Suddenly, they couldn't help smiling.

Just after teasing the baby for a while, Gong Yichen noticed the thermos bucket brought by Xu's mother just now. At a glance, the happy mother and son walked by without disturbing them. As soon as they unscrewed the thermos bucket, they felt a smell coming to their nostrils. Sure enough, after they opened it, it was yellow chicken soup with a few wolfberry floating on it.

Xu's mother used a good heat preservation bucket. She kept it in the hospital for such a long time, but it was still steaming. She turned the bowl upside down and poured out the chicken soup to song Jiayin. From his arms, the baby was put in the cradle. Looking at Song Jiayin's mouthful of chicken soup, she thought of something. She went out to the nurse station and directly explained her intention: "Hello, I want to transfer to the ward, Do you have a single room available

The nurse didn't understand why he suddenly put forward this kind of request. Subconsciously, she thought it was something they didn't do well. She quickly put on a smile and said, "excuse me, where did we do well?"

Shaking his head, Gong Yichen thought for a moment, and then found a suitable saying: "my wife wants to be with her baby. If she continues to live here, it may not be very convenient."

After listening to her explanation, the nurse was relieved. If the patients were really transferred to the ward for their reasons, they would be criticized.

He lowered his head, took out the medical record book, brushed the two pages, straightened his eyebrows together, and half paid to open his mouth: "originally, there was a patient who asked for the bed next to you, but he temporarily transferred to another hospital. In this way, we won't arrange new patients for this bed."

Nodding, Gong Yichen showed a satisfied expression on his face: "good."

The nurse nodded and sat back on duty.

After Gong Yichen got the answer he wanted, he turned back to the ward without any nostalgia. As soon as he grasped the handle of the ward door, he heard someone calling him. He turned to see that it was his assistant.

The assistant didn't come alone. He had a folder full of money in his arms. Originally, he planned to go into the ward to find him and sign these documents for him. But now that he saw them in the corridor, there was no need to go into the ward.

He trotted all the way, and the documents in his arms kept bumping up and down with him. Occasionally, he had to stop to adjust the folder and then continue to run. All the way, he ran to Gong Yichen, stood in front of him, took a few deep breaths, and took a steady breath. Then he said: "Mr. Gong, these documents..."

"I may not have time now. If you can deal with something that is not very important, you can deal with it first. Don't give it to me." The assistant was confused by his words. He opened his mouth wide with surprise and disbelief on his face. He maintained this surprised posture for a while, and then he spoke hastily: "isn't this appropriate?"

Gong Yichen doesn't even look at him. He stands at the door of the ward, holding his hand on the door handle. He stares straight at Song Jiayin, who is sitting on the bed in the door to coax her baby to sleep. The baby seems to have fallen asleep and is lying quietly in Song Jiayin's arms. Song Jiayin seems to have just finished feeding her baby. Her clothes are a little irregular, and her hair is a bit messy because she has been lying in bed for too long, But Gong Yichen thinks that song Jiayin is damned good-looking.

It seems that song Jiayin's temperament has changed since she gave birth to her baby. The taste of women has faded away, which makes song Jiayin more feminine and attractive.

Gong Yichen waved his hand without looking back, indicating to the assistant that if there is nothing to do, he can go first. "If there is nothing, you can go first. If there is something that can't be dealt with, come to me again."

After that, song Jiayin pushes the door in directly. Hearing the voice, song Jiayin raises her head and finds that Gong Yichen has come in. She puts a finger on her mouth. Gong Yichen nods and walks quietly to see the sky outside.

It's completely dark, and the street lights are all on. The floor where they live is a little high. From here, you can see the night scene of most of the city.

He held the baby in Song Jia's arms and put it back in the cradle. He lowered his head and gave her a big kiss on her lips. His forehead was against her forehead. His tone was coaxing: "it's time to go to bed."

Song Jiayin looked out of the window and realized that it had been so long. Just now, she threw herself on her baby and forgot the time.

A little bit rub down, put his whole person into the quilt, comfortable sigh, this just remember next to also standing Gong Yichen, doubt mouth: "you don't sleep?"

"I watch you sleep. I'll sleep when you sleep," Gong Yichen said

Nodding, song Jiayin closed her eyes and was ready to go to bed, but soon after she closed her eyes, she began to move restlessly, and her hands were also touching her stomach.

At the beginning, there was nothing when the wound did not begin to heal. Now the wound began to heal. After the scab, it began to itch incessantly. It seemed to itch to her heart.

Gong Yichen didn't notice her action at first. Later, when he noticed her action, he quickly stopped her. He felt her hand across the quilt and pressed it down. His brow wrinkled: "don't scratch, it will leave scars."

Song Jiayin is itchy and unable to scratch. Her face gradually shows an expression of grievance. Then she quietly reaches out her other hand to scratch with it. But as soon as she reaches out, she is found by Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen had been specially instructed by the doctor not to scratch, leaving scars is not conducive to the recovery of the wound. Now, seeing that song Jiayin doesn't take his words seriously, he just goes to bed and lies next to song Jiayin. He holds song Jiayin's leg with one leg and holds song Jiayin's upper body with his arm. Now, song Jiayin is clamped up and can't move.

Knowing that she is not comfortable being controlled by herself, she kisses her forehead placidly, and her voice is clear: "sleep, I'll accompany you."