Master Fu's little ancestor is fierce

"Mmm." Jian Yunxi felt a cool feeling slide down her spine, and she felt that the pain eased a bit.

Fu Yufeng saw that Xixi felt a little relieved, so he simply sat down in front of the painkiller.

As long as Xixi frowned in pain, he would immediately press the pain reliever.

Jian Yunxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Husband, you can't press it all the time, people will become stupid."

"People become stupid?" Fu Yufeng looked very solemn.

When Jiang Mao introduced this thing in the afternoon, he didn't say that there would be side effects!

"That's right, it's actually an anesthetic inside." Jian Yunxi said.

Fu Yufeng frowned deeply: "...but you will be in pain."

"It's okay, just a little pain now, it's getting better day by day, and I'll feel better after tomorrow."

"Let's use a little bit." Fu Yufeng said, "Don't carry it to your death, just call out when it hurts, and I will press this."

"Okay." Jian Yunxi smiled and touched the phone.

When Fu Yufeng saw Xixi holding the phone, he immediately stopped her: "Xixi, you can't play with your phone now. If you play with your phone during confinement, your eyesight will be greatly affected in the future, and your eyes will easily get blurred."

"Pfft, haha..." Jian Yunxi had already seen the photo sent by Wei En.

Fu Yufeng lay on the glass and stared at the child in the incubator with a pair of eyes. The corners of his lips were hooked, and he really looked like a fool.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Yufeng took the phone.

Seeing the photos sent by Wei En and what she said, his face suddenly darkened.

"Haha..." Jian Yunxi looked at the black-faced Fu Yufeng and wanted to laugh even more.

He looks so cute.

Fu Yufeng said arrogantly: "When she gives birth, her Lu Yanzhao will look like a second idiot than me. Well, I'm not a second idiot."

"Haha..." Jian Yunxi laughed again.

Her stomach ached from laughing, and she hissed in pain.

Fu Yufeng became anxious immediately: "Honey, how are you? The wound hurts again?"

"It's okay, I can't laugh, it will stretch my stomach." Jian Yunxi still wanted to laugh.

"Then let's not laugh." Fu Yufeng was afraid that Xixi would laugh again, so he immediately diverted her attention, "Honey, our child hasn't got a name yet, your name is ready, and you can get it when the time comes."

"You take it!" Jian Yunxi said.

The first child was named after her, and it was because there was no Fu Yufeng in her life at that time.

It's different now, she wants him to take it.

"Okay, then you can choose after I choose the name."

"Okay. What time is it?" Jian Yunxi asked.

"A little more." Fu Yufeng said.

"It's past one o'clock? Go to bed, don't worry about me, I'll sleep too." Jian Yunxi said.

"I'm not sleepy, I'll guard you." Fu Yufeng looked at Jian Yunxi tenderly.

He can't wait to feel pain for her, but what's the point of staying up all night?
"No, go to sleep." Jian Yunxi said.

"I'll sleep here." Fu Yufeng lay on the edge of the bed while holding Jian Yunxi's hand.

Before he started to sleep, Jiang Mao came over.

"Do you want to check the wound?" Fu Yufeng asked.

"Yes." Jiang Mao responded and put down the case book.

Fu Yufeng immediately lifted the quilt carefully and asked Jiang Mao to help check.

Jiang Mao began to gently press Jian Yunxi's wound with his hands, and asked while pressing, "Sister-in-law, how do you feel? Is it painful?"

"It's okay." Jian Yunxi said.

"How about this?" Jiang Mao exerted a little force.

"It's more painful than before, but it's still bearable." Jian Yunxi said.

"Just tell me if it hurts badly." Jiang Mao gently pushed Jian Yunxi's stomach with both hands.

Jian Yunxi endured the pain.

Jiang Mao suddenly pressed Jian Yunxi's stomach hard.

"Ah—" Jian Yunxi screamed.

The pain was so cold that sweat came down.

Fu Yufeng's face changed drastically, and he shot Jiang Mao with a knife in his eyes, wishing he could peel Jiang Mao alive.

Jiang Mao looked at Fu Yufeng helplessly: "Brother, do you think I need this if it doesn't have to be like this?"

Fu Yufeng's face was still dark.

Of course he knew it had to be like this, otherwise, he would have rushed to kill him long ago.

He looked at Xixi distressedly, there was still fine sweat on her forehead, and her face was paler than before.

He only knew that seven or eight layers of caesarean sections were opened and seven or eight layers were stitched up. He didn't know that he would have to go through this kind of thing again.

The wound is so serious, and such strength is needed to press the stomach.

A normal person would not dare to touch a small cut in his hand, even if he touched it, his whole body would convulse in pain, let alone such a wound.

"Xixi..." He held Xixi's hand distressedly.

"It's okay, it will be fine soon." Jian Yunxi said.

Seeing Xixi's strong look, Fu Yufeng felt even more uncomfortable.

Once, she was silently enduring such pain alone in a foreign country.

Jiang Mao saw how pitiful his elder brother was. When he left with the case book under his arms, he bumped his shoulder against his elder brother's shoulder and said in a low voice, "It's okay to kiss the forehead."

After speaking, he smiled playfully and left.

It's not that he's unfeeling, he's a doctor, and he's really seen too many things like caesarean section pressure wounds. In his eyes, this is a rare and common thing, and it can't be more normal.

After Jiang Mao left, Fu Yufeng kissed Jian Yunxi's forehead: "Xixi, sleep for a while, I will accompany you."

He reached out and touched her forehead gently.

"You sleep too." Jian Yunxi said.

"Okay." Fu Yufeng lay on the edge of the bed.

At dawn, Jian Yunxi felt relieved.

Last night, she took uterotonics all night, and she couldn't sleep at all in the second half of the night, but now she is much better.

Jiang Mao is here again.

Fu Yufeng's face was full of vigilance: "Do you want to check the wound again?"

"En." Jiang Mao responded.

"Press again?" Fu Yufeng asked again.

"No, it was pressed yesterday, and today I just want to see if the wound sticks well and is there any inflammation?" Jiang Mao said.

"Hmm." Fu Yufeng let out a long sigh of relief when he heard that he didn't need to press the wound any more.

After all, it has been a few hours, and it has finally grown a little bit, and it is under pressure, isn't it worse?

He carefully lifted the quilt.

Jiang Mao checked Jian Yunxi's wound and changed her medicine.

Then pressed it lightly.

Fu Yufeng stared nervously at Jiang Mao's hand.

Suddenly, Jiang Mao pressed hard with both hands.

"Ah—" Jian Yunxi screamed again, clenching her teeth in pain and chattering, tears were about to come out.

"Jiang Mao, I'll kill you!" Fu Yufeng burst into pieces.

Jiang Mao immediately avoided it, and then said: "Brother, you can be content, I did it myself, and the frequency of pressing is much lower. If you want to change nurses, your hands may be a little light, but you can press once in a while, and press in a while." Once, it's even more uncomfortable. You thought it was so easy to have a baby, but it's all in exchange for your life. The sister-in-law is good, and all the indicators are up to standard.

You go to see women and children, many pregnant women with abnormal indicators have to experience more pain.There are many living above the corridor. "

Fu Yufeng was about to cry, and said with emotion: "In the future, when your Lin Jueyang has a baby, let her give birth naturally, it will be better."