Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

In my video, the so-called operation means that the anesthesiologist will not wake up as soon as the needle is removed, and the operation has been completed when he wakes up.

But I didn't know until it was my turn that the whole person was thoughtful and conscious during the caesarean section.

I can even feel the cold touch of the scalpel on my stomach, but I don't feel the pain.

How long the operation has been going on, I don’t have the concept of time at all. I only know that after not too long, I heard the first cry of the child. Although I was still able to think, my consciousness was obviously not as normal as usual, and it was much slower.

Even the experience of emotion has been slowed down a few beats.

Until the nurse simply wiped the child there, measured the weight, and held it in front of me, I was still in a trance state. Looking at the child who was so red, I was stunned..... .. Why is it so ugly? Chen Ming had a plastic surgery?

Soon the second child was also picked up, and the nurse smiled when she held her in front of me again: "I'm so happy, now we have both children."

At the end of the operation, I felt very exhausted, staring at the direction where I was holding the baby away for a while, and then fell asleep deeply.

When he woke up again, he was already in the ward with a drip on his hand.

There are not too many people in the house. My mother is sitting on the sofa next to her, stacking a large stack of children's clothes. Chen Ming is sitting next to her to help. Occasionally, two people will chat.

Everything is normal. If it weren't for me to lie in bed, then I would really think that I was dreaming during the process of giving birth.

Not long after Chen Ming noticed that I was awake, got up and walked over and leaned down to touch my face, kissed on the forehead, and exhaled a deep breath before opening his mouth: "Does the wound hurt?"

I shook my head, with a particularly weak tone: "It doesn't hurt."

My mother was still sitting on the sofa with no expression on her face, and her folding clothes slowed down, but she didn't look at me.

"Mom..." I shouted.

My mother's movements stiffened, but soon returned to normal, and her tone was cold and she responded, "En."

I haven't seen my mother for a few months. This will make her attitude so alienated. Even if it is a real mother, I have created a gap. I don't know what to say, so I can only take back my eyes and ask Chen Ming, "What about the child?"

Hearing that, Chen Ming looked at me for a long time, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and finally his eyes filled his eyes with a smile. His smiling eyes were crooked and beautiful: "You can hug me in the afternoon."

I was also brought out by him and laughed: "Boys and girls?"

Before Chen Ming could answer, my mother said on the sofa: "The boy is the older brother, and the girl is the younger sister. It's two minutes away."

Chen Ming smiled and nodded, and did not answer any more.

I touched Chen Ming's hand and said to my mother; "If the doctor takes out the younger sister first, she will be the older sister."

My mother nodded: "But it's better for a girl to be a younger sister."

In the afternoon, the child hugged him. Looking at the two children who were obviously better-looking than they were just brought out last night, I almost told the story about Chen Ming’s plastic surgery.

Dabai and Xiaoyu were worried about making me noise, so they all ran to the corridor and stayed abruptly all morning.

After the child was delivered in the afternoon, the two of them came with Lin Wei, Cheng Yaojin, and Li Kuang. Among them, Chen Yang was the most exaggerated. They prepared a bunch of things to see during confinement, two whole. A big box was moved into the ward.

Dabai looked at those books and was still laughing at Chen Yang: "Are you stupid? You will go home after being discharged from the hospital in a few days. It is not too much trouble for you to move things here.

As soon as I heard the words "go home", I lost my energy when I was breastfeeding, and my smiling face collapsed.

I don't want to go home at all.

As long as I think of that house, Liu Meili's appearance after being killed by me will keep turning back and forth in my mind.

Seeing the change on my face, Chen Yang said, "Who's going back to home, at least I have to stay here for a while, where is the best thing to give away, He Mo, you say no?"

I nodded and asked Chen Ming to take the milk jug.

Because of the previous illness, the doctor did not advise me to breastfeed my child, and even if I insist on feeding, the milk is not nutritious for the child at all.

After holding the child for a while, my mother came over and hugged the child.

On the baby bed, there were two little babies lying on the left and the other. I looked sideways at their sleeping little faces.

From the time I met them to now, I haven’t had the state of Chen Ming’s joy that is already beyond words. Lin Wei said that this is normal. Many new mothers cannot accept this change in a short period of time when they have just given birth. When I come, I will show that I am not so affectionate to the child.

Doctors and nurses would come to ask me about my condition every few hours. The doctor did not recommend eating on the day after the operation, so I just drank some warm water at night.

Since there is no need to breastfeed and I have to lie down, I will not hold them both at all.

That night, only my mother, Chen Ming, and Lin Wei were left in the ward, and I still did not fall asleep after nightfall.

Chen Ming seemed to fall asleep in front of my hospital bed.

Without disturbing him, I stared at the ceiling of the ward with my eyes open.

From waking up to now, I always feel very bad mood somehow.

If I had to say something, I couldn't say it, but I was very anxious and uncomfortable. An unnamed anger ran in my chest, and I couldn't vent it.

It’s okay if I don’t want to, the more I think about it, the more upset I get. Finally, when Chen Ming got up to feed the baby, he saw that I was still open and asked: "Why didn’t you sleep?"

I glared at him angrily: "What's up with you?!"

Chen Ming glanced at me with a bewildered look at my inexplicable stare and stopped speaking.

As a result, he ignored the anger that had accumulated in my chest, as if suddenly found a vent: "You know not to speak! What else would you do except being a dumb and not talking all day?!!!"

I completely forgot my ghost virtues during the previous period.

Chen Ming looked at me for a long time before sighing and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?! You now have children and daughters! It's not you who lie in the hospital bed like a dead person. You are still here hypocritically asking what's wrong with me?! What's wrong with me, don't you know?! "I have become completely unreasonable.

When I said it, I felt that I was too much, but under that anger, I could suffocate myself to death if I didn't say anything bad.

Chen Ming's brows wrinkled slightly, and he chose silence again.

My mother was also woken up by me, got up and rushed to another child’s milk powder. Seeing my face was ugly, she asked, "What happened to you?!"

"What's wrong with me?!" The anger spread to my mother immediately: "What do you mean by'again'? Why? The child is born, and my use value is gone. Now I have to say a few words. Are you bothered?"

"Who told you that?" My mother's face became stern, her tone was very similar to her grandmother's, solemn and unusual: "Why are you going crazy in the middle of the night?!"

"I'm not crazy!"

"You haven't gone crazy yet!" My mother stared at me: "Little Hemo! What's the matter with you?! Are you crazy or stupid?! Is there nothing to say and do? There are so many people serving you here, what are you talking about?!"

Lin Wei also woke up, sitting on the side of the bed, still dazed. Seeing that my mother was angry, she quickly persuaded: "Auntie, don't be angry. Silently, she has just given birth to a child and is emotionally unstable. She can't control it. ."

My mother glared at me bitterly, turned her head and said to Chen Ming: "Don't pay attention to this girl, she probably has something wrong with her brain."

Chen Ming turned his face to the side and didn't look at me. The girl was a little angry in his arms, which would keep crying.

The more I listened, the more upset I became, and yelled at Chen Ming: "Hold her away, it's annoying!"

At this time, Chen Ming didn't even look at me, put down the milk jug that the child didn't eat, took a small blanket and wrapped the baby and turned his head and walked out.

"What are you doing?" My mother was finally angry!

In the end, my nameless anger was still overwhelmed by my mother's murderous aura, and she sulked on the bed, panting.

Lin Wei was sitting next to me winking.

I don't know how to tell her, I just closed my eyes and didn't talk and pretended to die.

Early the next morning, Chen Yang ran over and heard about what happened last night, so he straightened up and began to teach me.

Chen Ming didn't come back all night, and I knew in my heart that I was too much, but I couldn't hold back my face and ask others where he was.

After Chen Yang taught for a while, he drove my mother into the corridor.

The room was very quiet, and what they said outside could be heard clearly.

Chen Yang kept emphasizing the words postpartum depression. She said that I was not in good spirits for a long time before giving birth, so I was more prone to depression when I gave birth. In short, I was trying to persuade my mother not to be angry.

One of the biggest characteristics of depression is anxiety and irritability.

This requires gentle counseling by the person next to him, and the more scolding, the more serious it will become.

If I can't get up in the room, I have to rush out and argue with Chen Yang, why do you say that I am a lunatic, you are a lunatic!

In fact, about 80% of women experience postpartum depression after childbirth, followed by depression, upset, and finally become irritable and irritable.

This usually takes two or three days to appear.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a kind of spiritual worry about whether a woman after childbirth can take care of her baby and accept the arrival of new life, whether her figure can return to the original shape, and whether her partner will lose interest in her.

And often we are not aware of this, so when we are upset, it is easier to find a partner and the people who accompany us.

When Chen Yang and I said these things, I actually knew and understood them all, but the truth couldn't control my own thoughts.

I will still be in a very bad mood in the next few days.

And there is no partial relief.

In this case, I met again the psychologist who always told me stories...

When I saw him seeing me, his face was obviously distorted.

During that period of one-month treatment, he almost turned into depression.

Sitting in front of the hospital bed, he made the lasting smile as much as possible: "Hello Miss He, we meet again."

I glared at him: "Who do you say is the young lady?!!!"

"..." He pushed his glasses awkwardly: "Ms. He."

"I look so old?! Already going to be called a lady?"

"...Then what do you want me to call you?"

"You don't even call someone a doctor?"

He is still smiling, and he is truly a professional doctor: "Actually, Miss He, you can calm down a little bit, and then we will talk."

After taking a couple of deep breaths, I said, "Let’s tell you this, doctor, I’ve been irritated uncontrollably recently, and I’m so upset that I feel annoyed by everything, even the child and the father of the child."

Seeing my rare cooperation, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled and said, "Life is so beautiful, the sun is very gentle, and Commander Chen is such a good partner. If it were me, even if the sky fell, he wouldn't feel it. Upset."

I have to say that this kid, as long as he is given a chance, he will be able to persuade others.

After he said these two sentences, I felt really comfortable: "But I'm not a good partner. Look at my bloated and deformed figure, there are a few spots on the corners of my eyes, and it's ugly."

He looked at me carefully, and asked with a puzzled face: "Are you really sure what you see is your own face? Why do I think I am 10,000 times more beautiful than when I saw you last time?"

"Don't bluff me, you are a doctor, and you must choose to say it nicely, hypocrisy!"

He laughed: "Doctors are also humans. Lies are not the same as telling the truth. Do you need some male-specific changes in my body before you can believe that you are really charming?"

I didn't expect that he would suddenly play a yellow tone, and it took a long time to stop laughing wretchedly: "You can change to Chen Ming and see what he means."

After we finished speaking, we both laughed out loud...the atmosphere suddenly became calmer.

Chatting with him this time is much more enjoyable than before.

The reason he always failed in the past was that I never looked at him from start to finish, and ignored him.

But as long as you can relax and cooperate, they will quickly bring you into a relatively pleasant spiritual atmosphere.

It's no wonder that people always said to liberate oneself and liberate oneself, and sometimes the shackles of pain are somehow installed by oneself.

During the chat, I learned that this doctor also had the last name Chen.

His name is Chen Zhuo, and I took a question for a long time: "Calm down? Calm down?"

Has this world been taken down by the family surnamed Chen?

Not many meetings after Chen Zhuo left, Chen Ming came back with his mother. He stood at the door holding his daughter and looked at me twice. He probably saw that his expression was okay, and said softly: "Would you like to hug?"

I nodded and gave Chen Ming a very embarrassed smile: "Yes."

I was still lying on my back, and the child could only be placed next to me, smelling the milk scent from the child, and for the first time I had the indescribable sense of fulfillment.

This is the child of Chen Ming and I... what we both have in common...

My mother put her son next to me and asked, "Your father will be here in a while, let's give the baby a nickname first, and think about the name slowly."

I smiled and watched my son bubble out of his mouth with his big grunting eyes, and said, "Da Ming is not in a hurry, isn't the son of Suo Tian's family still named?"

Just after I finished speaking, the bubbling little guy suddenly let out a fart, stunned himself with a puff, his face was stunned, and it took a few seconds to react, his mouth was squeezed twice, ah He cried out.

My mother hugged him up happily: "Yeah, do you have an opinion on what your mother said?"

If you like the walking dead, please collect it: (NovelMTL.com) The literature of the walking dead is the fastest to update.