After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

He ran around to the co-pilot's cab, and embraced the person who was pushing him out of the car into his arms. "It's okay, the doctor is here, I'll be fine soon..." He put him on the bed, seeing the gray sheet under Song Liang's body darken a lot, his eyes were stained with pain.

The doctor raced against time to come forward to treat him, but Ouyang Wan was at a loss and watched as he was separated by doctors and nurses.

As he got farther and farther away from Song Liang, the man's suppressed panting seemed to echo in his heart, becoming clearer and clearer.He suddenly regained his mobility, quickly turned to the other side of the bed, and held Song Liang's hand holding the sheet in his palm.

"Be patient, it'll be fine, it'll be fine..."

Song Liang opened his eyelids and looked at him with great effort, his body gradually relaxed, and even the excruciating pain in his abdomen seemed no longer unbearable.

After about ten minutes, the blood under Song Liang was stopped.After a lot of tossing, he really didn't look good. He turned his head to look at Ouyang Wan, and he also looked tired.

"I want...to drink a glass of water..." he said softly to Ouyang Wan.The figure was like a spring-loaded toy, and immediately went to the living room.

Song Liang heaved a sigh of relief watching his leaving back.

"Doctor, is the child okay? Don't tell him about my condition... Please tell him that I will recover in a few days."

"The child is fine, you should rest well. Don't get angry and don't catch the cold. You should pay more attention now that you are older. I think you are prone to premature delivery in this situation." The doctor sighed, shook his head, closed the door and went out.

The doctor looked to be over fifty years old, walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down directly.Seeing him coming, Ouyang Wan poured a cup of tea and served it respectfully.

"Uncle Li, how is he?"

The doctor looked at him with displeasure, "Xiao Wan, you are really capable now, your lover is almost seven months pregnant, and you just haven't let the wind out."

Dr. Li is the family doctor of Ouyang's family, and he has been friends with Ouyang Wan's father for many years.

Ouyang Wan was a little apprehensive, but he had to face it after all. "Uncle Li, I didn't handle it well. I have my reasons. I hope you don't tell my parents first."

"Hmph! Take good care of the one inside. He might be born prematurely. I think you've always been good at taking care of others. Why is the pregnant woman in such poor health? This isn't the first time he bleeds." The doctor glared at him. At first glance, he was indeed a violent person, and he left without looking back after speaking.

"Not the first time?" Ouyang Wan murmured.

When he returned to the room with a glass of water, Song Liang was still awake.Taking the water glass in his hand, he took a sip slowly. "Could you bring me my pajamas?" There was weakness and exhaustion in his voice.

Ouyang Wan took his pajamas and brought a basin of warm water.Song Liang reached out to take the wrung towel, but Ouyang Wan dodged it.

"I'll do it." As he said that, he went to untie Song Liang's clothes, but Song Liang held down his hand.

"It's not that you haven't wiped it before. Do you still have the strength to wipe it yourself now? Besides, what are you afraid of? We are legally married." Ouyang Wan said as she broke his hand and gently stripped him naked.

Quickly wipe the person clean and put on pajamas.He picked him up and went upstairs to the guest room where he had slept before.

"That room smells of blood, you can sleep here for a while, wait for me to clean up there, and go back tomorrow, okay?"

Song Liang nodded, his eyelids were a little hard to open.

"Sleep, I'll be with you." Ouyang Wan sat on the side of the bed, and gently touched Song Liang's abdomen with his right hand.

The child is very quiet now, and Song Liang's breathing is also very calm.

He has a lot to ask and a lot to say.But there's nothing more important than giving the man a good rest right now...

When Song Liang woke up, the first thing he felt was that the surroundings were pitch black, only a warm orange light glowed on the right side.

He turned his head slightly, and found that the man was sitting at the desk with his back to him, and the computer was turned on in front of him.

The man's fingers flipped over the keyboard nimbly, but there was no sound at all.

The curtains of the room were drawn tightly, and the light from the desk lamp softly hit the side of the man's face. The man's expression was focused and serious.

Song Liang looked at it quietly for a while, but before he could make a move, his stomach let out a growling growl.

He twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, and lightly poked the child's raised little hand.

Holding on to the edge of the bed and preparing to sit up, the man had already walked up to him, holding his waist and helping him to sit on the head of the bed.

"Hungry?" Ouyang Wan looked at him with a smile on his face, "Then let's go down to eat."

Song Liang lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but Ouyang Wan pressed his shoulders. Before he could speak, the man hugged him together with the quilt.

"What are you doing?" Song Liang reached out to pat him.

"I've cleaned the room below, let's go back there, it's not convenient for you to move around upstairs."

"I...I can go, let me go." Song Liang struggled for a while, but it was completely harmless to Ouyang Wan.

"What? I hug my son, is there a problem?" Ouyang Wan looked innocent.

"You..." Song Liang was so choked that he couldn't speak, "You... hold on tight."

"Okay!" Ouyang Wan's face was full of joy after success, but his feet were steady, and he hugged him to the master bed to lean on.

The sheets had been changed to pure white by him, and the smell of blood in the air had dissipated.

Song Liang could smell a fresh lemon scent, but he didn't know how much perfume the man had sprayed in the room.

"Don't move, I'll get the soup."

"En." Song Liang nodded.

When Ouyang Wan came back again, he held a large bowl in his left hand, which was full of black chicken soup with red dates.The right hand holds two spoons.

He put the bowl on the bedside table, took out a small table from the side of the bed and propped it on the bed.

Then Song Liang saw the man in front of him frowning, his eyes fixed on his swollen belly.Song Liang stretched out his hands to protect his stomach in puzzlement, only to realize that his stomach was too big and the table couldn't fit in front of him.

He suddenly found it funny, and he did laugh out loud. "Let's withdraw."

"Yeah." Ouyang Wan finally put down the table in distress, and took the initiative to act as a human bowl holder.

Song Liang was not polite to him, since he slept from yesterday to this afternoon, he was really hungry.

Ouyang Wan watched in surprise when the big bowl of soup had bottomed out, and Song Liang put down the spoon and waved his hands to say it was ready.

"You can eat?!" Ouyang Wan said in a daze.

"Ah...I..." Song Liang looked at the man, feeling awkward and didn't know how to answer.

"Very good, very good." Ouyang Wan continued, he quickly packed up the tableware and went out.

The big bowl of soup was actually prepared by him for the two of them, because Song Liang never eats too much, today was very unexpected.

Ouyang Wan quickly ordered a bowl of tomato and egg noodles for himself, and he returned to the bedroom with the noodle bowl, Song Liang was still staring at his bowl.

"Aren't you full?" Ouyang Wan asked tentatively.Song Liang didn't speak, but his eyes said everything.

Ouyang Wan quickly stood up and took a few steps back, "You just woke up, you can't eat too much, your stomach will feel uncomfortable later, I'll cook you pork rib soup later, okay?"

"Okay," Song Liang replied reluctantly, "Don't waver in front of me."

"Yeah." Ouyang Wan quickly returned to the kitchen, cooked soup in a casserole, quickly finished the noodles in the bowl, and returned to the bedroom.

He reached out and took a book that Song Liang often read from the shelf and handed it to him, "You must not be able to sleep now, let's pass the time."

"Ah."