Nian Xiaomu tried to struggle, but Yu Yuehan was still holding Little Liu Liu with his other arm, so she was afraid that she might hit Little Liu Liu too hard.
But his hug was too tight.
It was so tight that she couldn’t breathe.
Now Nian Xiaomu is extremely glad that he is holding both of them at the same time, if he only held her, he would have strangled her to death at this moment ……
“Ah…”
No sooner had Nian Xiaomu’s voice fallen than another scream came from the delivery room.
Tang Yuansi at the door was distraught, and Yu Yuehan’s face was inexplicably hard to see.
He listened to the commotion coming from the delivery room and held Nian Xiaomu’s hand, refusing to let go of it.
Little Liu Liu was sandwiched between them, his soft little body was about to be turned into a sandwich cake, and he moved uncomfortably.
The little face was white and white, staring nervously at the door of the delivery room.
It was clear that it was Shang Xin who was giving birth, and it was Tang Yuansi who should be nervous, but their father and daughter were reacting as if it was Nian Xiaomu who was now lying in the delivery room.
The father and daughter reacted as if it was Nian Xiaomu who was lying in the delivery room. Nian Xiaomu couldn’t help but follow along and huff.
Half a sound, suddenly heard Yu Yuehan thin lips slightly open.
“Nian Xiaomu, we won’t have a baby after this one.”
If he didn’t know that she wouldn’t agree, Yu Yuehan wouldn’t even want a second child.
Seeing Shang Xin lying in the delivery room, whose fate was uncertain, what Yu Yuehan kept thinking of in his mind was Nian Xiaomu who would face the same danger in another half year.
This was the first time in his twenty years that he had felt what it meant to be afraid.
The fear that seeped out from his bones.
He didn’t even dare to imagine that if the person lying inside giving birth at this moment turned out to be Nian Xiaomu, could he himself be as calm as Tang Yuansi ……
No, he definitely couldn’t do it.
Compared to the child, he only wanted her to be safe!
Yu Yuehan’s expression was unprecedentedly serious and grave.
Nian Xiaomu looked at him with a dumbfounded expression, her eyes blinking blankly, reaching out to touch his forehead, sighing.
“When did you get a fever? I didn’t even notice it when I burnt my brain.”
Yu Yuehan: “……”
“Shang Xin will definitely be fine, and I will be fine too!” Nian Xiaomu cupped his face with both hands and stood on tiptoe to give him a kiss, contentedly.
When she gave birth to Little Liu Liu, she was also premature and still had injuries all over her body, which was indeed very dangerous.
But looking back now, she was not the least bit afraid.
It was the fact that Yu Yuehan was so nervous about her that made her feel good.
The three of them hugged each other warmly, which made Tang Yuansi, who was standing at the entrance of the delivery room, look particularly miserable.
The handsome and refined face was as pale as a withered decay that had been drained of blood, and his gaze was dull as he stared at the door of the delivery room.
Yu Yuehan and Nian Xiaomu were hesitating to call a doctor for him in advance, when Qi Yan and Tan Bump received the news of Shangxin’s premature birth and had already rushed to the door of the delivery room.
As soon as Tang Yuansi saw Qi Yan, it was as if he saw the last straw.
“Wait, you don’t say anything, listen to me first!” QI Yan raised his hand to separate Tang Yuan Si who was lunging at him, “I’ve never delivered a baby before, and it’s your wife, it’s not good for me to go in and deliver her as a big man, right?”
“Tang Yuan Si, calm down, Shang Xin will be fine.” Tam Bam Bam spoke up to comfort him.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Tang Yuan Si’s eyes turned towards her.
That look made Tan Bumpy’s sweat stand up.
Confused, she glanced around.
Certain that it was her that Tang Yuansi was looking at, she looked up again in uncertainty.
