Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

When the child's examination results came out, Lin Zhiyun was not surprised.

congenital heart disease...

Qiao Lan didn't realize the horror of congenital heart disease, but she could understand the words that she would not live to be 20 years old.

Qiao Lan couldn't take the blow at that time, and passed out immediately.

Qiao Lan was not the only pregnant woman in the ward, the others looked at them sympathetically when they heard this.

It's really a crime for a child to have a terminal illness like congenital heart disease, and it's a boy who gets sick, what a pity!
The girl who was born next to Qiao Lan's hospital bed, her husband and mother-in-law didn't come to the hospital to see her and the child these days, only her mother was here to take care of her.

Originally, she felt that her life was miserable, and she gave birth to a daughter, so she could not pass on the family line to her husband.

Before, she was jealous of Qiao Lan. Of the women who had given birth in the past few days, only Qiao Lan gave birth to a boy, and the other women gave birth to girls.

Now that she knew that Qiao Lan's child had such a incurable disease, the jealousy in her heart turned into sympathy.

Not only can this congenital heart disease be cured, but the medicine can't be stopped at ordinary times. The medical expenses for treating this disease are quite a lot, which is equivalent to raising a medicine jar.

"I don't think you are very old. This child is sick. You can have another one." Seeing Qiao Lan's sluggish look, the pregnant woman next door whispered to her at a time when there were few people.

"..." Qiao Lan looked at her with tears in her eyes. She had no chance to have another child.

"Are you afraid of family planning?" The mother thought she was worried about this.

"I saw that you were crying all the time, and I couldn't think about it, so I kindly reminded you.

This child of yours... not to mention that it will not grow up if you raise it, and it will cost a lot of medical expenses.

It's better..." The mother winked, "In this way you can have another child. "

Qiao Lan burst into tears, she shook her head vigorously,

cannot!She can't lose her child...

"If you raise him like this, can you afford it? Even if you can afford it, you have to plan to have another one. You will definitely not be able to rely on this child in the future." The mother said.

Qiao Lan didn't know how to answer her, tears kept flowing.

"Where's the child's father? Where's your mother-in-law? Why haven't you seen your mother-in-law's family these two days?" asked the mother.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Lan's tears flooded uncontrollably. At this moment, all the troubles, sorrows, despair, and anguish in her heart welled up in her heart.

The mother thought that her in-law's family was not a good deal, and when she knew the child was sick, she didn't care about their mother and child.

"That relative of yours is very kind to you, so don't cry all the time, it hurts your eyes if you cry too much at this time." The mother felt more sympathetic to Qiao Lan.

At the same time, compared to what happened to Qiao Lan, the fact that she gave birth to a daughter didn't seem so difficult to accept.

After all, although her child is a girl, at least she is in good health.

When Lin Zhiyun came, she brought the chicken soup stewed at home.

Qiao Lan's eyes were red and swollen, as if she had cried.

Given that Qiao Lan had just given birth, Lin Zhiyun felt a little worried about her pulse.

"In the past, I won't say much. Now that the child is in such a situation, even if it's for him, you have to be strong." Lin Zhiyun served her a bowl of chicken soup.

"I don't want to drink..." Qiao Lan said hoarsely, she doesn't have any appetite to eat now.

"You must drink." Lin Zhiyun forcefully helped her up, and stuffed a pillow behind her waist.

Qiao Lan was forced by Lin Zhiyun to eat a bowl of chicken soup.

"You don't have to feel hopeless about the child. There are still 20 years to go. In these 20 years, medical treatment may develop rapidly, and heart disease will not be a serious illness by then.

You also know about my mother's illness, and I am full of hope, what are you anxious about?" Lin Zhiyun said.

Lin Zhiyun's clear, gentle but firm voice was like a shot in the arm, injecting vitality into the hopeless Qiao Lan.

"Really? Can it really be cured?" Qiao Lan burst into tears again.

"You have to have hope in your heart, so you can wait for a miracle." Lin Zhiyun understood her feelings, but with hope, it was easier to make people stronger than with despair.

She is now the child's mother, if she is devastated, if she is disappointed and hopeless, and cannot hold on, what will the child do?
Qiao Lan cheered up, and asked Lin Zhiyun for an extra bowl of chicken soup to drink. She also ate a chicken leg, which made her feel like throwing up, so she swallowed it.

To say that she still thought about confinement before, and she couldn't eat and drink too much, so as not to gain weight, but now she doesn't have such thoughts at all.

As Lin Zhiyun said, she must be in good health to take care of the child.

At home
After Lin Zhiyun sent the chicken soup back, Duan Yuehua asked, "How is she? Can Aunt Yang take care of them?"

Aunt Yang is a nanny hired by Qiao Lan. She can take care of her confinement and help take care of the children.

"Okay, what kind of nanny is hired, can't I take care of them at home?" Duan Yuehua felt that Qiao Lan should not waste money now.

"After drinking two bowls of chicken soup, her mood is not stable, but she will figure it out." Lin Zhiyun was quite satisfied with Qiao Lan's hiring of a nanny.

Taking care of mothers and babies is a difficult task. Her mother can take care of Qiao Lan's mother and child for a few days, but she doesn't want to take care of them all the time.

Her mother is not in good health either, and she certainly doesn't want her mother to be exhausted from taking care of Qiao Lan.

People are mutual, if Qiao Lan can consider this, Lin Zhiyun will also think more about her and take care of her more.

"This child has such a disease..." Duan Yuehua looked pitiful and worried, wondering what to do with Qiao Lan's future.

"Bao'er, tell me the truth, you went abroad...you didn't mess with Xiaowei, did you?" Duan Yuehua suddenly thought of something, and asked nervously.

"...Mom, what are you thinking? I went to participate in the competition, not to play!" Lin Zhiyun said blushing.

"It's just the competition, how could you delay your return until now?" Duan Yuehua said with a look on his face that you don't want to fool me.

"The competition encountered force majeure and it was a few days late, so I can't blame it." Lin Zhiyun said innocently.

"No matter what, you can't be like Qiao Lan. If you are like this..." Duan Yuehua's eyes were red, "Seeing Qiao Lan like this, my heart aches to death. Her mother would be so sad if she knew!"

"Mom, I won the gold medal in this competition!" Lin Zhiyun said.

Duan Yuehua couldn't shed tears, and couldn't help showing a little smile, "I found out a few days ago, your school and the newspaper office have called home!

Your grandparents are very happy. Whoever goes shopping in the store will tell them about your award. "

"So I won't be so stupid." Lin Zhiyun said.

"..." Duan Yuehua finally realized what she meant by winning the gold medal.

"Qiao Lan was also a student in the key class when she was in school, and her grades were not bad." The more Duan Yuehua said, the more it was a pity, the child made a wrong step, every step was wrong.

"Do you know about the situation in her family?" Duan Yuehua felt that Qiao Lan's going on like this was not an option. An ordinary baby was different from a baby with congenital heart disease. The latter not only cost money, but also required a lot of energy. and patience.

"Not very clear." Lin Zhiyun said.

"You persuade her, now that the baby is born, shouldn't it be time to tell the family? She can't handle this matter on her own." Duan Yuehua said.

Lin Zhiyun nodded.