After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

In Suyang Hospital, the corridor in the middle of the night was originally very quiet, but was suddenly filled with the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Hey, this is it?" The chief physician saw a figure and rushed over quickly.

"Doctor, save him quickly, his arm is injured." Ouyang Wan gently put the person in her arms on the hospital bed, holding the doctor's hand trembling.

"Master, let me check it out, please let me go first." The doctor awkwardly pulled away his red hand.

Ouyang Wan looked at the man on the bed with cold sweat on his face, unconsciously twisted his hands into a ball, his whole face was contorted, and his body was shaking non-stop.

The doctor examined it carefully, and Song Liang's face turned pale again.

"How is he?" Ouyang Wan leaned forward.

"No bones or muscles were injured, but the bullet has to be taken out. I think he seems to be pregnant?" The chief physician touched Song Liang's abdomen, with a serious expression on his face.

"Well, it's been nearly five months." Ouyang Wan glanced at the small bulge under the white shirt.

"Look at his belly, it doesn't look like it. Have you had a prenatal check-up recently? The baby is too small." The doctor asked suspiciously.

Ouyang Wan was a father for the first time, not to mention that he and Song Liang had never communicated recently, he was completely unaware of this, and looked at Song Liang at a loss.

Song Liang slightly lowered his head to look at the slightly raised belly. "I haven't had time to check recently." He replied in a low voice, his voice hoarse.

The doctor looked at the two people who were unprepared for their new life, and became angry. Due to their identities, it was not easy to have an attack. "Let's get the bullet now, but he can't take anesthesia in this situation."

"No, that hurts a lot." Ouyang Wan didn't want Song Liang to suffer like this at all.

"Anesthesia will have an impact on the child." The doctor said rationally, not knowing how to measure it.

"No anesthetic... just take it." Song Liang lowered his eyes, "You go out first." He turned his head to Ouyang Wan and said, "Fang Huo Ri Gong Shui Lin shows the area.

"I won't go, I will accompany you." Ouyang Wan leaned over on the side of the bed and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I'm fine... go and buy me something to eat." His face was calm and there was no trace of pain, but the hands under the thin quilt had already clenched into fists.

"Yeah." Ouyang Wan saw that he didn't want him to stay here, and walked out of the ward step by step.

The doctor slowly peeled away the skin around the wound, and used tweezers to detect the location of the bullet.Song Liang tilted his head slightly, and with the other hand, he tightly grasped the quilt under him.Sweat poured out of his forehead layer by layer, and fell onto the pillow along his white paper-like side face, quickly soaking a large area.

He was already more sensitive to pain than ordinary people, and his whole body couldn't help trembling slightly, but he bit the corner of his lips and refused to say a word. "Be patient, it will be fine soon." The doctor comforted him while finding the correct position and pulling out the bullet with force.

"Uh..." With a snap, the bullet landed on the tray, Song Liang took a breath, and the doctor seized the time to carefully disinfect and bandage it.

"Thank you." He leaned slightly against the head of the bed, looked at the bandage on his left hand and said softly.

"Don't touch the water recently, and eat more. Both you and the child are not in good condition." The old doctor said earnestly.

Song Liang lowered his head slightly, lacking energy, "I vomited badly... I don't really want to eat it."

"Your current month is the time when your child is growing fast. If you don't make up for it, it is very likely that the fetus will stop. If the growth is delayed and you give birth to an idiot, it will be a lifetime debt."

"Huh?" Song Liang raised his head, his eyes were a little startled, "I see, thank you."

"You're welcome, you can rest first, ring the bell if you have something to do." The doctor packed up his things and turned to leave the ward.

"En." Song Liang touched the bottom of his belly, "I will eat well, and you will grow up well." The child responded to him gently.

He leaned against the head of the bed with some exhaustion. Today, things happened too fast, and there were too many strange things. He needed to sort out his thoughts.

Ouyang Wan came back a bit late, and Song Liang fell asleep leaning against the head of the bed.He put the lunch box in his hand on the table, and gently lifted the person up to put him on the bed, but the person in his arms suddenly woke up, Song Liang was already a light sleeper.

"You're back?" Song Liang opened his eyes, his voice was vague.

Ouyang Wan supported him and leaned against the head of the bed again, "Well, let's have something to eat."

He opened the insulated box and took out a large bowl of millet porridge.Song Liang frowned, "I can't finish eating..."

"Don't you still have me?" Ouyang Wan scooped up a spoonful, blew it gently, and stretched it out to his mouth.

"I'll do it myself." Song Liang took the spoon unnaturally, and Ouyang Wan no longer insisted on feeding him.

After taking a sip, he raised his head with a strange expression, "You made it?"

"Well," Ouyang Wan smiled, "It's early in the morning, and there is nothing to sell outside. I borrowed the kitchen to make it myself, so I came here a little late."

After only eating half a bowl, Song Liang slowly put down the spoon.Ouyang Wan looked at him with a troubled face, "Isn't it delicious? You eat too little, eat more."

"No... I'm really full, and I'm going to throw up again." Song Liang's eyes were full of embarrassment.Then he saw Ouyang Wan take his spoon and quickly finished his leftover porridge.

He was so shocked that he was speechless for a moment, and then saw the man packing up the tableware and asking him, "Can I have chicken soup tomorrow? The doctor said you need to raise more."

"Don't be too busy, I have something to ask you." Song Liang sat up straight.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Ouyang Wan moved a chair and sat on the side of the bed.

"Who the hell are you?" He was obviously still sick, but his eyes were as cold as ice knives.

"What do you mean?" Ouyang Wan was evasive.

"Ouyang Wan, I'm not a fool." Song Liang carefully recalled these few times.Back then in City Z, how could Ouyang Wan rush to fight the masked man so fearlessly, how could Ouyang Wan locate him in the forest this time.

Ouyang Wan appeared in time every time, so timely that it was unreal.And that gun, how could he give it to himself.

"Besides the heir of the Wanhong Group, what other status do you have?"

"You doubt me?" Ouyang Wan glared at him angrily.

Song Liang remained silent, but still stared at him coldly, looking like a death stare.

"Perhaps... I'm not a good person either." Ouyang Wan's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he looked at the ground very dejectedly, and stopped talking.

It was the first time Song Liang saw such a gloomy look on his face, a look that shouldn't appear on Ouyang Wan, and he suddenly couldn't bear to ask any more.

The truth may not matter to him.If he really wants to know, he can check it out and get his own results.But he didn't want to search anymore, his heart had long been lost, as long as he was still Ouyang Wan, Song Liang didn't care about other identities at all.

"Go to sleep." Song Liang lay down slowly and closed his eyes.

Ouyang Wan kept the sitting posture just now, and he got up and left the ward until there was no sound from all around.Standing at the end of the silent corridor and smoking a cigarette, the smoke enveloped his face, his eyes were a little numb, and he was leaning against the wall thinking about something.

He didn't go into the ward again until the smell of cigarettes dissipated from his body.

Song Liang was already asleep, breathing steadily and evenly.Ouyang Wan rolled up the quilt for him, sat on the stool beside the bed, and looked at that pale face carefully.

"I won't hurt you." He whispered softly, but firmly and seriously, like a promise.It's just that he didn't know whether he was speaking to himself or the sleeping person.

After a while, the gaze moved away from Song Liang's face and fell on his swollen belly.The doctor said that the child was not growing well, and he felt deeply guilty. During this period of time, he always had conflicts with Song Liang, and he didn't pay much attention to its growth.

He tried to cover his hands lightly, trying to lower his voice, "Little Bean Sprout, Dad hasn't done well recently, Dad will change. You grow up well, okay?"

The child seemed to understand. Ouyang Wan felt it touch his palm slowly, and then seemed to maintain the high-five posture.

His eyes couldn't help turning red, and he slowly leaned over and kissed him lightly.

"good!"