A Good Pregnant Life (BL)

A Good Pregnant Life-Chapter 110

Qu Cheng held him down, not allowing anyone to move anymore, but Xu Cinian didn't listen to him at all, and pushed him away, really shaking him out of the bed.

　　There were wounds everywhere on his body. Qu Cheng did not dare to use force, so he could only hold him firmly, and his tone became anxious, "Xu Cinian, do you know that you just got off the operating table!?"

　　

　　Xu Cinian's face turned pale again, but there was still a stiff smile on the corners of his mouth, as if to persuade Qu Cheng, he staggered a few steps in place, smiled and said, "Look, I'm really fine. Minor surgery is over. What are you nervous about? The smell of disinfectant here is too strong. I want to go for a walk. You don't need to follow me."

　　

　　Said that he actually gritted his teeth, and moved to the door of the ward step by step.

　　At this time, Qu Cheng finally realized that something was wrong with him, because Xu Cinian never asked a word from the beginning to the end. The weight of the little guy in this peacock's heart Qu Cheng knew better than anyone else. The accident was also Xu Ci. It was caused by Nian in order to save Wowo and Luo Xiaomao. How could he not ask a question about his son when he just woke up?

　　

　　"At the end of the year, are you going to find Wowo?" Qu Cheng blocked the gate and stared at him firmly.

　　

　　Xu Cinian was stunned for a while, and then laughed again, "Why do you have to ask where I am going? You didn't have such an old mother before."

　　

　　Talking about him stubbornly pulling open the door, he was pulled back by Qu Cheng all at once, "Xu Cinian, are you fucking crazy!? What are you running around like this? Just now I have been with Wowo after the operation. Well, if you go to see him, not only does it do him no good, but it also hurts yourself!"

　　

　　Xu Cinian did not speak or raised his head, standing at the door, holding the doorknob, just not letting go.

　　

　　Qu Cheng knew that once he decided that everything would be carried out to the end, so he didn't say anything, just picked up the person and walked onto the bed, "If I am here today, you don't want to go out of this door!"

　　

　　One sentence made Xu Cinian, who was able to force a calm before, completely couldn't help it. He took a trembling breath all over, and then opened his mouth, and he could no longer control the collapse of the mood, and screamed sharply, "You fucking let go I want to go out! Let me see Wowo! Have you heard the fuck!"

　　

　　"Stay in the intensive care unit! No one can get in! It's useless if you go!"

　　

　　Qu Cheng, who was nervous all night, couldn't control his emotions, and shouted back at Xu Cinian intact.

　　

　　Xu Cinian's face was almost pale, and he firmly grasped Qu Cheng's arm, "Do you understand that my son had a car accident!? I watched him being thrown out, and watched him bleeding! He was bleeding! He's only two years old, you fucking won't let me visit him!?"

　　

　　"He is also my son! Why don't I understand!?" Qu Cheng pressed him on the bed, his eyes flushed, like a beast on the verge of an outbreak.

　　"He was in a car accident and I was not at all better than you! You were in a coma before, but I have to worry about you two. Do you know what it was like when I was waiting for you two to come out outside the operating room?!"

　　

　　Xu Cinian was stunned, staring at him for a long time, his lips trembled a few times, and suddenly he sneered, "You are serious, any child can be your son."

　　After pressing down these words, he got up and wanted to go out again, Qu Cheng got up and held him down again, and the two people were entangled like a trapped animal.

　　

　　Qu Cheng didn't dare to use any force at all, but he still sealed his retreat. Xu Cinian's weakness was not Qu Cheng's opponent at all. He struggled so hard to tear open the wound on his arm, and blood was shed suddenly.

　　

　　Qu Cheng held his arm and hugged him all of a sudden, "Listen to me. Wowo is really good now. He will wake up soon. Can you stop tossing yourself? I never lie. Yours, you look at me and believe me once, OK?"

　　

　　Xu Cinian raised his head, the complexion on his face was almost gray, and there was no half-distraction in his eyes, but he forced himself not to shed a tear.

　　"Qucheng, I'll go take a look... I beg you, even if you watch the video at the entrance of the intensive care unit, let me see Wowo... I beg you."

　　

　　He has never asked for help for most of his life. Now that he said such things for his son, Qu Cheng suddenly felt sad not knowing what to say.

　　He hugged him tightly and finally compromised, "...well, let's go, I will carry you if you can't walk."

　　

　　Qu Cheng helped Xu Cinian move step by step into the intensive care unit.

　　There were no people in the corridors of the hospital in the middle of the night. Xu Cinian's legs were soft and the anesthetic on his body had not passed yet, but he insisted not to use a wheelchair or let Qu Cheng back, and he just gritted his teeth and went up one step after another. Climbing is like punishing yourself.

　　

　　Qu Cheng couldn't see it several times. He used all the hard and soft methods, but he still didn't say anything about Xu Cinian. He was stubborn and stubborn like a donkey. He grabbed the handrail, and every time he tried hard, he would get the wounds and the pain was severe. Don't say anything.

　　When I finally reached the intensive care unit, nearly an hour had passed.

　　

　　The nurse on duty at the door does not allow family members to visit. Through the heavy metal isolation gate, you can't even see a trace of light in the ward, and can only watch the big video of the slap on the head.

　　

　　The little guy was dripping, covered with a little blue quilt, his little hand unconsciously grasped the corner of the quilt, and the heartbeat recorder beat one after another, like telling the two people at the door that he was alive now.

　　His face is no longer ruddy, with the paleness after blood loss, but the corners of his mouth are unconsciously squeezed, and occasionally when he hits the small gourd, he will follow a piece together, as if he doesn’t know everything now, it seems As with my father, I sleep very securely.