Breaking up, No Joke

That night, Bai Yu lying on the hospital bed and Song Shizhen on the plane both lost sleep. The former is entangled in whether or not to continue this decision. The latter thinks about what to do in order to let the former really give their heart to themselves.

Bai Yu is not afraid to cut a wound in his stomach. He is only afraid that many things will not be in his grasp after he leaves.

Song Shiyi knows that if Bai Yu really puts down the things of the year, or if Bai Yu gives himself trust, then he will not carry this decision on his own, regardless of whether he is hiding the child in his stomach or still want to Beat the child’s behavior.

Wood, wood, wood, wood, the next day, when Han Ziyu took the insulation box and appeared in the ward, he saw the cypress with two big dark circles, and was shocked: “You did it last night.” The thief went.”

Bo Yuzhen, squatting his head can not afford the spirit, lazy said: “I lost sleep last night, hey, I actually dreamed of a pirated small watermelon with me spoiled, Mom, I don’t want to fight. “”

Han Ziyu’s eyes lit up, and while opening the lid of the incubator, he couldn’t help but say, “That’s good, then don’t fight, although it’s not yet formed, but it’s a human life.”

Bai Yu categorically refused: “A small watermelon makes me annoyed. If I come back, I am not going to exhaust me.”

Han Ziyu suddenly took him no way, thinking that his family’s white is good to talk, gentle and harmonious, there is no such thing as Bai Yu.

I don’t know how the Song Dynasty’s sorrows were enchanting.

Bai Yu’s nose moved and said, “Are you a chicken soup? How can Xiao Bai give me chicken soup, he will not bother.”

Before he was pregnant with a small watermelon, he was very enthusiastic about him. He gave him a chicken soup every day. Although the taste of chicken soup is good, it will be greasy when you eat too much!

Han Ziyu’s look at Bai Yu’s eyes is like an old father’s son who has no conscience. He said, “You are content, you will always drink only the first bowl of good chicken soup. All I drink is what you drink. ”

Bai Yu was comforted, pointing to the side of the cabinet and said: “Then you put the chicken soup here, I will drink later.”

Han Ziyu shook his head and took out a pair of chopsticks and handed it to Bai Yu. He said, “I guess you didn’t have breakfast, so you are cooking chicken soup and kneading noodles. Eat it quickly, and then don’t eat noodles.”

Bai Yu took the incubator and flipped it over in the chicken soup with chopsticks. She saw that there was really noodles inside, wrinkled her face, and reluctantly said, “I don’t like to eat noodles.”

Han Ziyu looked at him with no expression.

Bai Yu succumbed to Han Ziyu’s eyes, and honestly picked up the noodles. After eating all the noodles, he sipped the chicken soup and said, “You go to work quickly, I can do it here.”

Han Ziyu is like an old mother. While packing up the incubator, he swears: “When you have finished eating, you have to go outside for two laps. It is not good for your body to accumulate food. You can’t hear it.”

Bai Yu didn’t want to say this kind of disappointment, and shifted the topic: “When is the surgery you arranged for me?”

Han Ziyu’s expression has a moment of stiffness, and then if nothing happens: “I have two operations today, this is an early appointment, there is no way to push it off, and I will come back to you when I am busy.”

Bai Yu had no doubt, nodded and said, “Okay.”

Han Ziyu escaped like a run.

Bai Yu was sitting in bed in a daze.

After a while, he stood up and went to the window and continued to be in a daze.

After Han Ziyu left the ward, he took out his mobile phone and called Song Shiyi. He found that the other party’s mobile phone was turned off, thinking that he should still be on the plane, and he did not continue to play, but sent a text message.

Han Ziyu: vip sixth ward, you came to find him after you got off the plane, I have no face to see him.

After the text message was sent, Han Ziyu went to the operating room to prepare for surgery. He did have two operations today, but not his, the surgery director of the hospital, but the director had a family leave.

Their hospital is a private hospital, which is specially opened for the wealthy people in Huacheng. Therefore, the service and doctor-level technology of this hospital are first-class. The fear is that they have accidentally offended the patients who came to the hospital.

The comers are all non-rich and expensive people, they can not afford to offend.

Therefore, Han Ziyu had to go into battle personally.

Shortly after Han Ziyu left, Bai Yu felt that it was quite boring. After thinking about the end of the two operations, Han Ziyu probably had to go to the afternoon.

So, Bai Yu changed the clothes of the hospital, put on his clothes, and walked slowly outside.

When Bai Yugang walked out of the hospital, he saw a lawn in the distance not far from the lawn. There was a pregnant mother who was squatting on the ground. She was next to a two-year-old boy sitting in a children’s chair.

Bai Yu walked quickly and picked up the ball and handed it to the pregnant mother. He said, “Since the body is inconvenient, why not stay in the house.”

The pregnant mother did not recognize Bai Yu, smiled slightly, her face full of maternal love, said softly: “No way, the nurse suggested that I walk more before the birth.”

The little boy in the child seat looked at Bai Yu curiously, and the round eyes turned straight.

Bai Yu kneels down and looks at the little boy: “Hello, what is your name.”

The little boy’s long tiger’s head, “I call the baby, my brother is called Beibei.”

After looking around, Bai Yu continued to ask: “Where is your brother, can you tell me about it?”

The baby smiled at the pregnant mother’s big belly and said with pride: “This is my babe, my brother, you can say hello to him.”

Bai Yu gently licked the baby’s face and stood up. He said to his pregnant mother: “If the body is inconvenient, find a nurse to accompany you. Let’s talk next time.”

The pregnant mother smiled and nodded and accepted the good intentions of Bai Yu.

After that, Bai Yu waved his hand with the baby and strode toward the hospital door.

When he left, his face was smiling with a shallow smile, and his footsteps were light, as if he had unloaded any heavy load.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, Song Shizhen rushed to the hospital of Han family with a small watermelon. When he came to the vip room No. 6, he opened the door and found that there was no one in the room.

The two nurses at the nurse station said: “You are Song Zong, Mr. Bai, he went out early in the morning and has not returned yet.”

They were told by Han Ziyu before.

Song Shiyu calmed his face, and the gloom and anger on his face could almost be turned into physical attacks.

Three minutes later, Han Ziyu hurried over and said, “Isn’t Bai Yu?”

Song Shiyi nodded and said: “He said where to go?”

Han Ziyu shook his head. He stayed in the operating room from the morning. How can he get the time to pay for it?

Song Shiyi looked at the direction of the ward and said, “He came back and called me. I will send him home first.”

The small watermelon that has been sitting for a long time has a head and a head.

Han Ziyu nodded, then looked at Song Shi’s big step and left here.

On the way back, the whole watermelon of the small watermelon sleeps in the arms of the Song Dynasty, and the mouth is still faintly slobbered, sleeping darkly.

It’s already half past three after I got home.

Song Shiyi walked to the door and opened the door with a key, holding a small watermelon into the house.

Yan Shu is rubbing the table, seeing the form, said: “Young master, the preserved egg porridge in the pot is almost fine, I am upstairs, or eat in the living room?”

Song Shiyi heard something wrong and said, “Is Parke back?”

Yan Shu stunned, then nodded and pointed to the upstairs and said: “The young master Parker came back in the morning, but he has been staying upstairs. He just gave me an inside call and said that he was hungry. Let me help cook some thin eggs. Meat porridge.”

When he was in the Song Dynasty, he said that he knew that he had to take the small watermelon that was still asleep back to the room. After he had a good quilt, he went to the door of his bedroom.

With one hand on the handle, Song was a rare silence.

In fact, I really saw Bai Yu, and he didn’t know what to say.

Advise him?

It is Bo Yu who has a child. What qualifications does he have to persuade him?

After hesitating for a while, Song Shiyi finally opened the door.

Bo Yu is holding a candied haw, sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, holding a piece of paper and a calculator in his hand, and he doesn’t know what he is doing with his head down.

When I heard the sound of the doorway, Bai Yu looked up and saw a clear glimpse when he saw Song Shiyi. He said, “How come you are back?”

Song Shizhen stood in the same place and looked at him, not moving.

Bai Yu reacted and angered: “Is it true that Han Ziyu has given you a letter?”

Song Shizhen still looked at him quietly, with a cold expression and a trace of indescribable sadness.

Bai Yu looked at Song Shiyi’s description of this grudge and suddenly smiled, picked up a candied fruit gourd, and then placed the rest on a plate in the bedside cabinet.

There are three candied fruit gourds and five bare sticks on the plate. At first glance, I know that it was eaten by Bai.

Song Shizhen said coldly: “Don’t eat so much and don’t be afraid of acid.”

Bai Yu smiled and waved, ambiguously said: “Cang Lai.” There is a sugar gourd in his mouth that he did not bite.

Song Shizhen walked coldly and looked at Bai Yu.

Bai Yu reached out and dragged Song Shiyi to the bed. He sat on the man’s lower abdomen and gently pressed his chest to his hand and said, “Don’t move, you are responsible for the accident.”

Wen Yan, Song Shizhen did not dare to struggle.

He thought that Bai Yu said that he was afraid of being angry, and Song was afraid of accidentally hurting Bai Yu.

Bai Yu bent over and squatted on the body of Song Shiyi. The mouth-to-mouth mouth was on the mouth of the Song Dynasty. Under the unbelievable eyes of the man, he did something particularly annoying.

Bai Yu turned over and sat next to him, looking at the man’s frowning look, smiled and said: “It’s delicious, I just ate a lot.”

Song Shiyi turned Bai Yu into his own sugar gourd, quickly chewed and chewed, feeling the mouth full of sour and sweet taste, the brows on his face could quickly catch the flies.

“What are you doing again?” Song Shizhen suppressed his anger.

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