After Aojiao's amnesia turned into a crying bag

Half a month later, the delivery room.

Fang Chuxi sat with Grandma Bian on the bench outside the delivery room, comforting the old man softly, but she also unconsciously tightened her fingers.

Bian Chunrou's cries of pain came from a place across the door one after another. Just listening to this voice, one could imagine how intense pain she was going through.

I don't know how long the wait has been. When a baby's cry was finally heard in the delivery room, Grandma Bian shook her body, and then chanted several Buddhist names, calling for the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

After a while, the doctor who delivered the baby came out: "Congratulations, both mother and baby are safe, it's a boy."

Fang Chuxi supported Grandma Bian, while Lu Yunchuan stood beside her: "I won't go in."

"Well," Fang Chuxi nodded, "Come on, grandma, let's go in."

On the delivery bed, Bian Chunrou lay weakly on it, covered with a quilt, and could barely open her eyes.

Grandma immediately went over to hold her hand distressedly, and comforted her in a low voice for a while. When grandma's mood calmed down, Fang Chuxi walked to the bedside and smiled softly: "Congratulations."

His congratulations were not because she became a mother, but because she finally got over the pain of being pregnant in October and the haze brought about by this child, and she was free.

Bian Chunrou understood what he meant, and tried her best to raise a smile:

"……thanks."

The child was still held in the arms of the nurse. The little nurse wanted to send the child to the mother's arms, but she was rejected just as she was about to walk over.

She was a little dazed, Fang Chuxi smiled at her even if he made a rescue, "Let me hug you."

"Ah, good," the nurse breathed a sigh of relief, "Look at my posture, yes, that's it."

Fang Chuxi carefully hugged the baby in his arms. The newborn baby was red and ugly, like a wrinkled little monkey, but he didn't cry much, and was very cute in his arms.

Bian Chunrou glanced at the child from a distance, Fang Chuxi raised his head: "Want to see him?"

"...Forget it," Bian Chunrou shook his head, "Brother Fang, take him away, I don't want to see him again."

"Brother Fang, do you know that I was really in pain just now," she murmured softly, "I almost thought I was going to die... Just like my mother, she also died of dystocia."

Fang Chuxi frowned slightly: "Don't talk nonsense."

Bian Chunrou smiled softly: "I won't say anything. If I didn't live for myself, I wouldn't have given birth to him. Brother Fang, you don't need to ask for my opinion on naming him. I don't want to have any worries. Just ... I'm sorry to trouble you."

Fang Chuxi sighed: "Then don't miss him. Take good care of your body. I have already contacted the postpartum rehabilitation center. The aunt there said that you are young, in good physical condition, and recover quickly. You still want to go back to study, right? wrong?"

Bian Chunrou nodded vigorously, and after a while, said in a low voice: "Brother Fang, I will study hard. I will definitely repay you and Mr. Lu in the future."

"Okay, I will repay you all day long," Fang Chuxi said with a smile, "then you have a good rest, I will ask the nurse if I can take the child to the next door."

He was just about to put the baby in his arms back into the crib, but the little guy in his arms seemed to realize something, and suddenly burst into tears.

Fang Chuxi was startled, and immediately hugged him back into his arms, and patted the child's back lightly according to the way he had seen in memory. After a few seconds, the baby calmed down again, and tucked into his arms obediently. Ruffle your fingers.

Bian Chunrou let out a "puchi" laugh: "Brother Fang, you really feel like a mother."

Fang Chuxi couldn't laugh or cry: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

After finally putting the baby back, Fang Chuxi simply contacted the nurse and moved the baby to another baby room, leaving Bian Chunrou to recuperate alone in a quiet room.

Although his request was very strange, the medical staff had experienced many battles in the hospital and had never seen any bloody plots, so they quickly made arrangements without saying anything.

After Bian Chunrou and grandma were sent to the ward, Fang Chuxi hadn't rested for more than ten hours.As soon as he walked out of the ward, Lu Yunchuan immediately held his hand: "Go home, you need to rest."

Fang Chuxi shook her head, trying to shake off her tiredness: "I'm going to see the child."

Bian Chunrou's attitude has always been firm, and the transfer of the custody of the child is a certainty.For such a little life that was suddenly sent into his life, Fang Chuxi was both novel and worried, really like a new father, worried about everything.

Lu Yunchuan frowned. Although he hadn't seen the child yet, he had already started to give this little thing he had never met in his heart a feeling.

Let your father not rest, yes, one point will be deducted.

All the way to the baby room, the little guy was sleeping peacefully. When the nurse saw them coming, Fang Chuxi said, "This baby milk powder is imitated from breast milk, which is more suitable for newborn children. Do you remember the way to brew it?"

Fang Chuxi nodded, then brewed a certain amount of milk in front of her, and professionally dripped it on the back of her hand to test the temperature.

The little nurse couldn't help but sigh: "There are not many responsible fathers like you. Then I want to leave. He will wake up and be hungry in a while. If there is anything, you can come and call me."

Lu Yunchuan watched the whole process of making milk powder calmly, and at the same time remembered it in his mind, he also made a note in the small notebook in his heart.

Another point will be deducted for letting your father make milk powder for you without taking a break.

"By the way, what shall we name him?"

Fang Chuxi suddenly thought of this and felt a little distressed.

Although he is a screenwriter, he has never been good at naming things. If he was given a chance, he would choose to name everyone in the script except the protagonist Zhang San.

Of course, naming a baby in reality cannot be so casual, and a name like Lu San is not very pleasant.

"It's fine to start with anything, the surname is Fang." Lu Yunchuan said.

Fang Chuxi was slightly taken aback: "Isn't your surname Lu?" After all, this is a child of the Lu family.

Lu Yunchuan shook his head, put his arms around his waist: "I like your surname, it sounds nice."

Fang Chuxi's cheeks became slightly hot, and then she lowered her head: "Then the surname is Fang. What is Fang..."

He probably understood what Lu Yunchuan meant. Lu Yunchuan himself didn't have any good feelings for the Lu family. This is a distorted and dark family, and he didn't want the child's surname to be inherited from such a family.

"Or," Fang Chuxi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "let's call him Hongxue."

Everywhere in life knows what it is like, it should be like Feihong stepping on the mud.

He hopes that this child will be happy and free and easy in the future, and will not be troubled by his birth background, nor will he be restrained by the secular world and the eyes of others.

He came into this world, he should be loved.

"The nickname Xuexue is a bit like a girl," Fang Chuxi thought for a while, "Why not call her Xiaohong?"

Lu Yunchuan read a few times softly, then put his arms around his waist, and bent his eyes: "Mmm, it sounds good."

Although it sounds like Xiao Ming and Xiao Gang's friends, it doesn't matter, all the names his wife gave are nice.

Xiao Hongxue's name was decided in this way. Since the name was chosen, Fang Chuxi felt even more sad for the child, wishing she could watch over the child 24 hours a day.

Lu Yunchuan's secret score for this child had turned into a negative number, so he had to drag Fang Chuxi home directly, and put the quilt on the bed: "Nurse will take care of you at night, so you should have a good rest."

Fang Chuxi wanted to struggle: "I'll go and change him into a small blanket..."

Lu Yunchuan: "Do you want to sleep by yourself, or I'll help you sleep."

He narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and lightly rubbed Fang Chuxi's Adam's apple with his fingertips, the meaning was obvious.

Fang Chuxi immediately retreated into bed: "Good night."

Lu Yunchuan laughed for a moment, tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and after washing, he lay down on the quilt beside him, hugged his waist tightly, and kissed his earlobe lightly: "Good night, wife."

It's not that he didn't want to do something, but Fang Chuxi was exhausted these days, and he couldn't bear him to toss about.And in two days, Fang Chuxi will go to the hospital to donate stem cells, which is what he is more worried about.

Two days later, Fang Chuxi came to the city hospital and finally started the long-awaited stem cell donation.

4-5 days before the donation, a mobilization agent was needed. Fang Chuxi did not feel any side effects at all. After the injection, he turned around and went to the maternity hospital next door to take care of Xiao Hongxue.On the day of donation, he finally lay on the hospital bed. The doctor inserted a needle into the vein at his elbow, and his blood will be introduced into the blood cell separator from here to separate a large number of stem cells for donation. , and then return the remaining blood to the human body from the elbow vein on the other side. The whole process will last about four to five hours.

Fang Chuxi didn't have a strong feeling, as calm as usual with an injection, but Lu Yunchuan frowned deeply, especially when he saw the steady stream of blood flowing out of Fang Chuxi's body, he watched with a sullen face beside him, with an average of 3 Minutes to ask "how are you feeling".

When the needle was just injected, Fang Chuxi was slightly moved by his concern, but within half an hour he was so annoyed: "Why don't you go out and wait."

Mr. Lu immediately shut up. He wanted to touch him but didn't dare to touch him. In the end, he could only gently press the corner of his quilt, as if to comfort him: "I made chicken soup, and I'll drink it at home when it's over."

Fang Chuxi nodded, then remembered something, and suddenly said: "There is one more thing."

"What's wrong?" Lu Yunchuan immediately asked, "I'll help you."

"I bought a new quilt for Xiaohong yesterday, and I have to take the previous one home to change and wash." Fang Chuxi turned to look at him, "Go to the hospital, don't stay here, there is nothing to do."

Lu Yunchuan: "..."

Fang Hongxue's score in Mr. Lu's heart quickly dropped to -100.

Lu Yunchuan agreed calmly, got up neatly, rushed to the maternity hospital as fast as possible with no expression on his face, and handed the quilt to the nurse.

Before leaving, he looked at the child who was lying in the crib biting his fingers, and ordered coldly: "Be good, don't worry your father, or I will give you to someone else."

Xiao Hongxue stared at the black bean-like eyes, stared at the cold-faced god in front of him for two seconds, and as expected, cried "Wow", very tragic.

The culprit, Mr. Lu, froze immediately, and wanted to leave with a guilty conscience.

Just when the nurse came over, seeing Lu Yunchuan was there, she warmly invited: "The diaper is full, sir, Mr. Fang said that you are also the father of the child, would you like to come and change his diaper?"

Lu Yunchuan: "..."

Five minutes later, Mr. Lu put the changed diaper into the basket next to him, looking numb.

Or find a place to charge your phone bill and throw it away.

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