Chapter 951

The person connected with your blood

Chapter 951 The person connected with your blood

The expression on Yan Yan's face seemed to have softened, and Lin Qingran kept pushing, "Yan Yan, he can fight off the monsters in your body with you."

The latter looked up at her. Although he said it lightly and thought about it before, but this kind of situation happened around him, he didn't understand, "Why."

His illness is within his acceptance range, he only knows that it is very serious, and many doctors are helpless, but can this little child save him.

Lin Qingran patted his head affectionately, "Of course, you are the closest relationship, because you are related by blood, and he is connected with you by blood."

"Gently, it's not fair to him." Yan Yan said.

"There is nothing unfair. He is our child, and you are our child. Daddy and I will treat you very well." Lin Qingran held Yanyan in her arms and said, she didn't know that she could Words cannot be persuaded.

Yan Yan is a child with his own ideas, his little hand has been placed on Lin Qingran's stomach, the child has not moved except for the first movement.

"What about your current thoughts, do you still repel him, or don't like his existence?" Lin Qingran didn't force him, her tone was very easy-going, and everything was based on the idea of ​​respecting words.

Yanyan didn't know how to answer, he thought, if he wasn't sick, he would love the baby in Qingqing's belly very much, but now the timing is not right, "Qingqing, can I really be well?"

"Of course." Lin Qingran pinched his face, and the atmosphere between the two of them became better, "Daddy and I are trying to find a way, and have you forgotten, we still have him, we can definitely do it."

"Okay." He snorted, "Then I'll accept it reluctantly." He wrapped his arms around his arms, with a proud face.

Lin Qingran simply did not expect it to go so smoothly, she said pleasantly, "Is it really possible, baby Yanyan."

"He is your and Daddy's child, and also my younger brother." Yan Yan glanced at his face.

Lin Qingran kissed him on the cheek, saying that she must have thought it through, so she agreed, he has always been a child with ideas.

She even couldn't wait to tell Lu Zimo the news. This has been bothering them for a month, and now she didn't expect it to be solved so easily.

Yan Yan's little hand touched her belly, with curiosity on his face, "How old is he, when can I see him." The little guy's tone was indifferent.

Lin Qingran's hand was attached to Yan Yan's, her big hand was wrapped around her small hand, her palm was warm, "It's been five months, and there are still five months left, you can see him."

"Five months, that's summer vacation." Yanyan counted the time with his fingers.

Lin Qingran nodded, "Yes." Then she thought of something and asked, "When did you think I was pregnant?"

"The last time he moved." Yan Yan answered truthfully.

Lin Qingran gently nodded her stomach, and then said, "You little clever ghost, you have already exposed your existence to your brother."

"You will hurt him." Yan Yan stopped Lin Qingran's hand.

The latter looked at him with a smile in the corner of his eyes. Although the boy said he didn't care, he was already protecting him now. Even she couldn't say anything about him. Yan Yanhui would be a good brother.

She lowered her head, Yan Yan had already fallen asleep peacefully in her arms, but her little hand was still on Lin Qingran's stomach, Lin Qingran touched his little face, Yan Yan seemed to be falling asleep again Thin.

The doctor came to check up every day, and there was nothing else, but Yan Yan still lost weight, Lin Qingran asked Mama Wu to cook him delicious food in a different way, but the effect was not significant.

Her belly is already protruding, and there is still a small child lying in her arms. Her face is full of the loving light of a mother, but there is some sadness in her downcast eyes. She hopes that this child can be with him She can stay in her stomach for a full term, but can Yan Yan's body still wait, and can her body bear it.

In fact, although it is only five months now, Lin Qingran already feels that she can't hold on anymore. Sometimes she wakes up suddenly in the middle of the night because she can't breathe. What the doctor said is right, if there is no such An old doctor, she might not be able to survive even five months.

Wu Ma saw the scene in the living room, she came here with freshly squeezed juice, and seeing Yan Yan's posture, she said worriedly, "Madam, I'll let someone carry the young master up to rest."

She knows that Lin Qingran takes a lunch break every day, and it's almost the same time now, and speaking of lying here, it is obvious that she cannot take a good rest.

"It's okay, Mama Wu, just let Yanyan be here." Lin Qingran declined Mama Wu's kindness, and there will be a few more days like this.

Lin Qingran had already said that Wu Ma didn't talk, she just went upstairs and took a blanket to cover the two of them. Of course, she also prepared a pillow for Lin Qingran to make her more comfortable.

"Wu Ma, go down, it's okay here." Lin Qingran asked Wu Ma to go down to rest, and then she sat on the sofa in the living room with Yan Yan in her arms.

Her mobile phone was upstairs, so Lu Zimo didn't answer her call. After Yu Shaoan made that call, Lu Zimo was still a little worried and wanted to tell her, but the phone couldn't get through.

In desperation, he called Wu Ma, who told him that Lin Qingran and Yanyan were resting on the sofa in the living room, and that Lin Qingran might be a little tired.

Lu Zimo asked Mama Wu to give Lin Qingran the phone. Lin Qingran half-closed her eyes and fell asleep. Seeing Mama Wu walking over cautiously, she opened her eyes, "What's the matter, Mama Wu."

Wu Ma pointed to her phone, and then whispered, "Sir's phone."

Only then did Lin Qingran realize that she didn't bring her mobile phone when she came down to eat, she curled her mouth helplessly, and then took Mama Wu's mobile phone.

And Wu Ma handed Lin Qingran the phone with a wink, and then walked a little farther away.

"What's the matter?" Lin Qingran lay on the sofa, her body full of laziness.

Lu Zimo held the phone, and when he heard her voice, his heart inexplicably settled down. He cleared his throat and said, "What are you doing."

"Just had lunch and rested in the living room."

"Why don't you go upstairs."

"It's comfortable here." Lin Qingran replied flatly.

"He's on you, you're very tired." Lu Zimo's tone was filled with distress. Although the words were only five years old, they still had weight.

(End of this chapter)