I'm pregnant with my enemy's baby

Ji Shu's anesthetic gradually wore off, and the pain on her body gradually became clearer, but in her dream she was still giving birth.

The child also cried ugly.

Ji Shu was frightened awake by the dream. It was so terrifying. Why did he torture her like this?

I just woke up and there was no one in the room.

Ji Shu felt that he was not that uncomfortable, so he lifted the quilt and got out of bed. His stomach was suddenly empty, and he seemed to have lost more than ten pounds.

Go to the bathroom and prepare to wash your face.

The face in the mirror was pale, a little lacking in energy and energy, and looked very weak.

Ji Shu lowered his head, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Just then the door to the room was pushed open.

Jiang Zhijing held the doorknob with one hand and the thermos bucket with the other, and looked at the empty bed for three seconds.

Then he backed out again, this time staring at the house number to see that he was indeed on the right track.

I anxiously put down the thermos bucket, and then vigorously opened the quilt. It was really empty.

So what about people?

"Where are the people? Where is my wife? Where is my big wife?" Jiang Zhijing was going crazy in the ward.

Ji Shu was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, listening to the crazy sounds outside.

Doesn't this person have any brains?

A few seconds later, Jiang Zhijing opened the bathroom door and looked at Ji Shu, who was instantly relieved.

Then he started to make a fuss again, "Why are you up? You can walk even if the wound doesn't hurt? I went out to get you something to eat. If you need anything, call us. The phone is on your bedside. I ran out of bed myself.”

Ji Shu took the water and rinsed his mouth, "It's okay."

After washing his face, Ji Shu turned around to go out, but was surprised when Jiang Zhijing hugged him.

"No matter where you go now, tell me never to get out of bed and walk around, running around without healing your wounds." Jiang Zhijing put her on the bed and said extremely seriously.

Ji Shu covered his wound and smiled, "Okay, I won't get out of bed until I get out of bed."

Although confinement meals were mainly light, Ji Shu had mentioned that he would drink chicken soup when he was giving birth, so Jiang Zhijing bought it.

"Drink more, and there is food. Do you want to eat it all?"

"I need to eat. I feel like I'm too hungry now. My stomach is so empty that I don't feel comfortable with it. I need to eat more."

While eating, I remembered that I seemed to have given birth to a son.

"Where's the baby?"

"His grandparents are taking him with him."

Ji Shu put down the spoon, "Do they dislike the child for being ugly?"

Jiang Zhijing laughed, "You are the only one who dislikes being ugly. I have heard many doctors praise that my baby is so beautiful. The doctor who gave birth to you said at the time that she had given birth to people for so many years, and our baby was the best." So cute.”

"They are all lying to me." Ji Shu wilted.

"It's really not nice to cry at that time. It's okay when you're not crying. Can my mom bring you in and show you later?"

"Wait until I finish eating, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to eat anymore." Ji Shu hesitated.

Jiang Zhijing couldn't help but laugh or cry, "Okay, we'll talk about it when you're full."

Although the old saying goes that a mother does not think her son is ugly, Ji Shu really couldn't accept that her son was not good-looking.

After eating and drinking, Ji Shu thought about it for a while, and then Jiang Zhijing brought the baby over.

The baby was sleeping. I fed him some milk powder and let him pad his belly first.

The baby tilted his face and raised one hand beside his head. The redness on his body has faded a lot, and his skin is no longer as wrinkled as when he was just born. Although there is still some dead skin on his face that has not faded away, in general It doesn't seem to be ugly anymore.

"Are you sure you got it right? This is really our son?" Ji Shu asked sincerely.

"Ah, actually I'm not sure. The doctor carried her and then carried her out. This shouldn't be wrong, right?" Jiang Zhijing was completely confused by the question.

Now he is not sure whether the child looks different from when he was born. It seems that it is indeed a little different. Has it suddenly grown a little bigger?

The two of them stared at the baby and studied it for a long time, and in the end they were not sure whether it was their own.

The only way to know for sure is when the baby's hand is tied with a newborn bracelet with the mother's name written on it.

"Didn't the doctor put this on him right after he was born? That's for sure. This is our child." Jiang Zhijing said firmly.

Ji Shu looked at this face seriously again, "We are somewhat beautiful and handsome, so we should be biological children."

"Don't you feel ugly now?" Jiang Zhijing smiled.

"Mother, don't you think your son is ugly? No matter how ugly he is, he is still my biological child. I really can't do without him." Ji Shu touched his little face gently.

This little face is as delicate as that of a peeled egg, and it feels super good to the touch.

Ji Shu gently scraped his face twice.

As a result, the baby's brows slowly wrinkled, and the next second he howled.

Both of them were startled and each ducked a little bit, but they felt something was wrong.

"Why are you crying?" Jiang Zhijing asked.

"I don't know, I just touched his face."

"Are you hungry? My mother asked you to breastfeed him when you wake up." Jiang Zhijing guessed.

At this time, Ji Shu was completely embarrassed, "I don't know how to breastfeed."

"do not have it?"

"do not know."

After staring at each other for a while, Jiang Zhijing got out of bed and closed the door.

"Then how about... give it a try?"

"Will he?"

"You should be able to do it when you're hungry. Didn't we come here like this when we were children?" Jiang Zhijing was also confused. After all, the book only taught how to take care of pregnant women and babies, but not how to breastfeed.

Ji Shu tentatively picked up the baby and coaxed it gently in his arms. Then he looked at Jiang Zhijing and said, "Turn your back."

"...It's not like I haven't seen it before, okay, okay, I don't want to see it." Jiang Zhijing was facing the room where the bed was, listening to the energetic cry of the baby, and it didn't sound like he was starving. , crying louder than myself.

Ji Shu untied his clothes and tried to feed the baby for the first time.

It failed after a few minutes.

"Jiang Zhijing!"

Ji Shu cried out his name.

"Can I turn around?"

"He can't do it." Ji Shu thought that these children should be able to do it when they were born, but it turned out that his own child couldn't do it. Even after feeding it into his mouth, he still couldn't do it.

"What should we do?" Jiang Zhijing turned around and turned red looking at Ji Shu's impatient face.

There are some things Ji Shu said that are really hard to say, but if he doesn't say them now, he might starve the child.

"I think... I don't understand."

Jiang Zhijing's mind was spinning very quickly this time, "Then shall I buy a breast pump now?"

"When you buy it back, he will be crying!" Ji Shu found that this man was usually very proactive, but today he was so clueless.

"Then... shall I come?"

Ji Shu bit his lower lip and nodded.

A few minutes later, Jiang Zhijing took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, "...it smells so fishy. Why would a baby like to drink this?"