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Although the city of D, Qin Hanze, did not forget about Wen Zhizhi, but the joy of his younger brother's awakening diluted his longing for Wen Zhizhi.

But the Wenzhi in C City was not easy.

One week after the caesarean section, Wen Zhizhi felt that Meng Qingyang had slightly changed his attitude towards her.

It wasn't a big problem, but Meng Qingyang would often ignore her wishes and do some inappropriate actions.

For example, he had insisted on feeding her while they were eating.

In fact, Wenzhi had only been doing the operation for a dozen hours or so. The anesthesia had slowly subsided, and the pain in her abdomen had prevented her from moving the spoon or the chopsticks on her own. This was because pulling the muscles in his arms would involve the wound in his abdomen, further aggravating the pain.

Therefore, they had agreed from the beginning to only let Mama Zhang and Meng Qingyang feed them for two days.

However, on the third day, Meng Qingyang didn't know what kind of illness he was suffering from, so he insisted on feeding it.

The obstetrician had said that the pregnant woman could eat on her own. However, Meng Qingyang still used the "online lacerations" as an excuse and insisted on getting Wen Zhizhi's three meals a day.

At first, she thanked him for his kindness.

However, after days of continuous healing and itching, Meng Qingyang still had to continue feeding.

Wen Zhizhi had always been lacking in face. Now that he had made a move on her, she felt even more embarrassed. It was not sweet at all, on the contrary, it was a deep and fiery feeling.

Helpless, Wen Zhizhi could only take it as him being frightened by her being in the pool of blood that day. Occasionally, he would find Zhang Wen Si to complain about his pregnant life, but Zhang Wen Si would also ridicule him as "Zhizhi is about to be crippled" or "giant baby".

Finally, Meng Qingyang stopped doing those weird things.

Her daughter, the godmother's "good boy" was in trouble again!

Because she was a premature baby, Wen Zhizhi's daughter did not have enough nutrition. Her body's organs were all weak, and she was not in a good condition. That was why the attending physician had hinted to Meng Qingyang that the child should enter a well-equipped nursery.

Meng Qingyang and Mama Zhang didn't want Wen Zhizhi to worry while she was in her room, so they purposely concealed some of her daughter's minor ailments from her. Even though Wen said "How's baby" every time she asked, they both said it was okay, so there was no need to worry.

But every day she looked at her daughter's long and short tubes and still felt sorry for her. She also knew that her daughter's situation might be a little tricky.

However, on this day, the baby was suddenly admitted to the NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit).

Meng Qingyang knew that he couldn't keep such a big thing a secret!

Since Mama Zhang's understanding of medical terms was not as high as Meng Qingyang's, when Meng Qingyang and Mama Zhang received the medical notice from the hospital, the two of them clearly divided the work between them. One of them spoke openly and the other secretly with Wen Zhizhi, but they had to calm her down and prevent her from getting agitated. One of them will go to the doctor and relevant experts immediately to find out what's going on. And the two of them needed to communicate with each other immediately.

Wen Zhizhi saw their confusion in her eyes and added that they had been unable to take pictures of the baby under all sorts of pretexts. She could vaguely guess what was going on.

"Godmother, why don't you tell me more about it? Is something wrong with the baby? " Wen Zhizhi did not loiter around with them, so she asked directly.

Zhang's mother had curly hair. Due to her previous anxiety, she accidentally scratched a few times. She could not see the mirror and did not know how embarrassed she looked at the moment.

"Zhizhi, godmother …" Mother Zhang's voice was choked with emotions. Everyone knew how much she loved her child. Furthermore, Wendy's baby was a seven-month premature baby, which made her feel even worse. No matter what he said, he could not say the words "not good for children".

"It's okay, godmother. I can hold. I fell down, and the baby didn't even have a mother to take care of it. " There were beads of sweat on Wen Zhizhi's head, but she knew that it was useless for her to be in such a hurry. She could not afford to fall down in such a fragile state!

The child's routine checks the other day were uneventful.

It was just that today, the hospital had carried out a detailed examination of the newborn, and with this examination, they were able to find out the big problem.

In the initial examination, only malnourished and weak infants were found to have bilateral ankle clonus and adductor muscle angle in normal range.

The attending doctor told Meng Qingyang that the baby's current condition was not even in the sense of a premature baby.

Premature infants were defined as those born between 28 and 37 weeks of age, whereas those who had a late miscarriage between 28 weeks of age were at high risk, with a significantly greater risk of cerebral palsy, mental retardation, and behavioral problems than term infants.

Because the mother is undernourished and just 28 weeks old, the baby is just a "premature baby," but the physical condition is that of an aborted child.

These two days, the nurse said, the baby likes to stick his head back. This attracted the experts' attention. Sure enough, after the results of the review, the baby may need to focus on preventing cerebral palsy after it is a little bigger.

When Meng Qingyang heard this, his heart turned cold.

Brain palsy?

Meng Qingyang knew that as long as there was a slight possibility, he wouldn't get lucky. Therefore, they had to prepare all the precautions that they could take in advance.

"Doctor, what are the chances of success after diagnosis?" Meng Qingyang was someone who had seen a lot. He immediately found the right answer.

"As long as intervention starts within four months of birth, three quarters of the babies will be normal and the other quarter will be significantly better off," he said.

"Parents shouldn't worry too much, the child is already very tired today. Tomorrow, we will have a neuromotor assessment of the newborn, and a comprehensive neurobehavioral test, and then we will be able to confirm the diagnosis. " The doctor also knew that the young man in front of him was not only wealthy, but also very sad for his wife and daughter.

Thus, he unconsciously tried to advise them further.

When Meng Qingyang heard the doctor's advice, a bit of hope appeared in his heart.

There was no diagnosis yet, so there was no need to worry too much. And, even if diagnosed, the child is more likely to recover if properly intervened.

Thinking of this, he politely thanked the doctor and rushed to Wendy Zhi's room, hoping to bring her some comfort. He had completely forgotten that he needed to contact his mother in time.

On the other side, upon seeing that Mama Zhang could not get through to Meng Qingyang, Wen Zhizhi felt her heart thump even higher.

Bang.

The door was pushed open by someone. Wen Zhizhi and Mama Zhang quickly looked at the door and saw that it was Meng Qingyang who was gasping for breath. The two of them spoke at the same time, "How is it? What did the doctor say? "

Meng Qingyang faced their longing gazes and immediately shared the doctor's instructions with the two of them. Seeing that Wen Zhizhi was still worried, he comforted her, "Zhizhi, don't be too reckless. You will only get the results tomorrow. Even if the result is not good, if we have the money, we can definitely turn three-quarters of the chance into a hundred! "