Rojeb heard the doctor's voice, and his heart tightened.

After all, that little granddaughter is her own blood: "we must do our best to cure her, and we are not allowed to lose anything!"

In such a modern age, he can't say anything fatally: "if you can't cure it, it depends on your head!"

Because of many things, we can only do our best to listen to heaven.

The doctor was also aware of the difficulties, and solemnly promised: "I will do my best!"

For the rest of the time, linglie stood quietly in front of the glass wall, side by side with them, and waited for a long time. They did not see their daughter's box pushed over.

Linglie's afterglow will sweep the babies in the incubator, but all of them are several laps older than his daughter!

Ear side is the sound of three boys playing, just like the sounds of nature floating in the air, but deeply hurt the linglie heart.

"I guess the one in the blue box must be my sister. Look at her in pink."

"No, it must be the boy in the blue box, and the sister in the pink box."

"I think I'm right. I can't see the color of the box, but the color of the clothes. I think it's the most similar. You can see that she's so beautiful, and her mouth is like dad."

"Yes, the white one, the fat one, the big one, the fattest one. She must be her sister!"

The three boys don't know. None of them is their sister, because their sister is too small, still in the incubator, under the collective supervision of doctors, and has not yet passed the dangerous period.

Everyone is standing, no one is willing to go back.

in case they should leave, God would not suck up the little princess.

The night is getting darker. The little princess was born at half past eight in the evening. Now the boys yawn one by one.

There are no more people on this corridor. Except for the nurses on duty who occasionally walk around, the National Guard patrols back and forth to protect the safety of doctors and little princesses in Wenfang.

Linglie looked at the sleepy look of the babies, and knew that the children could not stay up late. He turned to Ni Xiyue and said, "there is still a room next to Tianxing, which is always empty. Take them there after mother. I'm here to watch."

Linglie's voice just dropped, a phone call came: "prince, princess is not good."

The other side's quiet words spread in the air, lojeb was also surprised!

Turn around, a large family of three generations, Qi Qi and towards the ward Mu Tianxing hurry!

On the long corridor where the ward is located, you can hear the scream of Mu Tianxing, which makes the children cry out.

Linglie hurried forward and came to the door of the room to have a look. Two nurses held Mu Tianxing's hands tightly and didn't let her move. A doctor was sweating and carefully pressed them on her stomach!

"Ah!"

"Get out of my way!"

Linglie is so scared that she pushes the doctor away!

"Do you want to murder the crown princess?"

Linglie holds Mu Tianxing in her heart!

Just after the operation, he saw Xiaoguai's stomach opened and sewed by the scalpel layer by layer. How long has it been? How can the doctor directly squeeze the edge of her stomach?

At this time, everything has passed. Isn't it fatal?

"I'm good!"

Linglie's voice was trembling. Looking at Mu Tianxing's trembling with pain, he didn't know where to hold her. He didn't even dare to touch her, for fear that she would be like a beautiful soap bubble, which would be disillusioned when touched!

Mu Tianxing keeps crying. She can't stand the pain. She can only keep crying. She can't control it and can't speak!

Lojeb looked at zhuoran and his wife coldly: "how did you keep it?"

Zhuo ran did not dare to open his mouth with Qu Shiwen. His Majesty was furious at the moment. It was their fault to say anything. They said more, and made more mistakes.

The doctor helplessly looked at luojiebu and linglie, and finally only looked at Ni Xiyue: "empress, it's necessary to press the stomach for the parturient who has a cesarean section to help discharge the evil dew in the womb. All the parturients come here like this. After a while, this bottle will lose, and there will be contractions. That's even more painful. Pressing the stomach is just painful, but contractions will hang up Forty minutes, a big bag. The uterus just moved the knife and sewed the thread. It contracted violently under the effect of medicine. It can't be painless. But if the uterus doesn't contract, it's easy to bleed! These are all necessary after cesarean section! "

Doctors didn't tell them that, in fact, if the uterine contraction is not good, in addition to the infusion, they need to inject another uterine contraction needle.

Linglie's heart was breaking.

He turned to the doctor and said, "why didn't you say that a few months ago?"

He can't imagine that the three sons of the first child were bought by the little darling!

And this child's daughter, is also the little darling takes the life to exchange!

How does it take him? There is no way to repay her for her love!

The doctor was helpless. He was scared to cry. He had to stand on his head and say, "what can I do when I said that? Can I risk the risk of uterine curettage and rupture without the little princess?"

Can I?

No!

Ni Xiyue immediately patted the doctor on the shoulder and soothed him with a warm voice: "well, the prince is too upset about the princess, how offended, don't take it to heart."

The doctor shook his head repeatedly, some wronged: "dare not."

Lojeb clenched his fist, knowing that his daughter-in-law was suffering, he looked at the doctor and said, "is the tummy over?"

Mu Tianxing's face is gray. Compared with the previous paleness, it makes linglie feel uneasy.

The three boys stand by the bed, all of them are protected by zhuoran couple. The children dare not talk because they feel that their father and grandfather are losing their temper.

The doctor said, "in a few hours, press the three or four days."

Rojeb: "..."

Ni Xiyue took a deep breath, summoned three little grandchildren, and said: "go, go to the next room with grandma Huang, everyone is ready to go to bed, don't disturb mom's rest."

The boys looked at Mu Tianxing, all reluctantly, but they heard that they were sleeping next door, not far from their mother, so they agreed to follow Ni Xiyue to the next door.

Linglie is holding the hand of Mu Tianxing, very sad.

The daughter is still in the process of monitoring, and has not yet passed the dangerous period. The wife here is like this again. He is thinking, why is he a tall and big man who has nothing to do?

Why can't he replace the pain of his wife and daughter?

He didn't see his daughter full of pipes, but when he listened to lojeb's words, he would understand that her daughter must be very upset. She was upset. She still couldn't say it. She couldn't cry. How pitiful.

"Darling!" Linglie closed her eyes and encouraged her affectionately: "we must hold on, so that we can cheer our daughter up!"