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With this in mind, Ji Jingchen explained two more sentences: "sweet, the doctor said that the child is premature, so the body and weight are relatively small, which is a normal phenomenon, and can be made up the day after tomorrow."

He remembered that when the doctor took the baby out, the baby was not half as long as his arm.

Worried that Wen Tiantian would worry about seeing it, he simply attributed the cause of the baby's thinness to premature delivery.

Wentiantian did not doubt that there was him, but asked anxiously, "can premature delivery really be made up for the day after tomorrow?"

In her impression, premature infants are congenital deficiencies, either weak or ill, or low intelligence.

In fact, she has long had psychological preparation, the baby in her stomach when suffering, premature birth is likely to be damaged.

It's lucky to be able to survive. She can't expect more.

"Yes, I will try my best to make him Make it up. "

Ji Jingchen was about to say "cured". Fortunately, he swallowed it before he said it.

That said, the joy of seeing her children has been replaced by worry.

She sat in the wheelchair, her eyes became uneasy.

Ji Jingchen can feel her uneasiness, but he can't think of a better way to comfort her except to take her to see the baby.

Fortunately, he learned from the attending doctor that the baby's condition was not bad. Otherwise, he really dare not push Wentian to see him.

The baby care unit is not far from the warm sweet ward, and the two soon arrive at the baby's room.

The nurse got the order from the attending doctor, confirmed the information of Ji Jingchen and Wen Tiantian, then opened the door and told them some precautions of the incubator.

Such as where you can't touch them.

Wen Tiantian and Ji Jingchen listened carefully.

The door of the ward was opened, and the scene inside was at a glance.

Wentiantian was also attracted by the baby in the incubator.

She stares at it directly, from her angle, you can see the baby's tender white feet.

The imagination in my mind suddenly became clear and became the shape of this little guy.

Wen Tiantian tightened the armrest of the wheelchair, and her knuckles trembled slightly.

That's her child, a relative whose blood is thicker than water!

In the past, she could only feel the maternal love, but now, she can pour her maternal love into a small life.

For the first time, she felt that being a mother is not only a painful process of fighting with the disease, but also the sweetness of having a baby!

When she saw the child, these days to the pain, as if all draw a perfect end.

It's all worth it.

"Ji Jingchen," Wen Tiantian's eyes slowly red, "look, this is our child!"

Ji Jingchen nodded hard.

He pushed wentiantian to the front of the incubator.

From this angle, we can see the children's facial features more clearly.

Wen Tiantian remembers the nurse's warning and doesn't dare to move on the thermostat.

But she couldn't help raising her hand and touching the baby through the glass.

His sleeping appearance is particularly lovely. His legs are full of flesh. It would be better if he could be more active.

Wentiantian thinks silently in her heart.

"Baby, I'm mom."

she smiled as like as two peas. "Ji Jingchen, he is really cute. He looks just like you!"

“……”

Ji Jingchen helplessly looked at Wen Tiantian, "his facial features are wrinkled into a ball, where can you see that it looks like me?"

Just born children are not very good-looking, this little guy is so thin, looks ugly, and luanzhi's flowers were just born almost.

But the blossoms are much fatter than this little guy.

However, this sense of kinship is very subtle.

Ji Jingchen put his hand on the glass.

"Baby, grow up quickly, mom and dad are waiting for you outside."

Wen Tiantian smiles and says to him, "if you coax him, maybe he will open his eyes."

"He was just born and couldn't open his eyes."

Ji Jingchen just finished saying, saw Wen Tiantian's eyes bulging, a reluctant look.

He suddenly felt that his position seemed precarious.

"Well, I'll try."

Ji Jingchen shook his head helplessly.

Many new born children can't open their eyes, let alone this premature baby?

He had no hope, but when he called twice.

"Baby? Baby? "

In the incubator, the baby's eyes suddenly moved and narrowed.

Wen Tiantian is more happy, "baby heard you speak, you continue to say ah!"She urged him to hurry on.

Ji Jingchen a Leng, slightly squat down, the voice is more gentle.

"Baby, come on, open your eyes and see the world."

"There are parents who love you and love you, especially your mother, who came to see you when she was not well. Are you very moved? "

"If you are moved, you'd better open your eyes now..."

Ji Jingchen's voice is very magnetic, lingering in the monitoring room, like the sound of the piano for a long time.

Wentiantian stares at the little man in the incubator. Unfortunately, the baby doesn't open his eyes completely.

It disappointed her a little, but it was more expectation.

"I think his eyes must be very bright," she thought, "as charming as stars in the night sky, as bright as pearls."

She is still looking forward to the day when the baby opens her eyes.

Ji Jingchen back with a smile, "we will see sooner or later, not in a hurry for a moment."

"Yes, too."

Wen Tiantian nodded in agreement.

The intensive care unit is not allowed to visit for a long time. In addition, Wen Tiantian's body also needs to be recuperated. Before long, the nurse reminded them that it was time to go back to the ward for recuperation.

Ji Jingchen pretended not to see wentiantian's longing to stay, and pushed her back to the ward.

"I think he must be the most lovely baby, it is too small, small people heartache."

"His eyes seem to be carved out of the same mold as you. It's very good, and your eyes look good."

“……”

Back in the ward, wentiantian is almost three words from the baby, almost boast their baby has nothing on the ground.

Ji Jingchen helped his forehead and said with a smile: "I know you still want to be with him. Believe me, when you and your baby are better, you will have a lot of time to take care of him."

"When can I get better?"

Wen Tiantian can't wait to hold her baby.

"Soon," Ji Jingchen looked at her innocently, "you care about him so much, all you care about is the baby, don't you worry that I will be jealous?"

Jealous? He's a big man eating his baby's vinegar?

Wen Tiantian smiles with no face.