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Chapter 1967 The Wife's Body Matters

The movement was a bit violent and the infusion hose was torn.

Chen Luoan clearly saw that blood suddenly spurted out on the back of her hand.

He was shocked and quickly handed the child over and said, "Here, don't be afraid."

I just don’t know if it was because of Chen Manting or some other reason.

The baby who was about to cry or not shouted out immediately.

My voice was already hoarse in tears, but now it sounds helpless and desolate.

Chen Manting also blushed her eyes and rubbed her face against her son's face.

"Xiao Yue'er, don't cry."

Chen Luoan looked at the back of her hand and said, "You are still injecting, don't move."

"Get out!"

Chen Manting shrank, and the infusion needle attached to her was lifted up most of the time.

The blood dyed the back of his hands red, and Chen Luoan's heart tightened.

But he didn't lean over, but quickly pressed the call bell at the head of the bed.

The nurse came over quickly. Seeing the back of Chen Manting's hand, she frowned and came forward, and said angrily: "Why do you do this? It's a waste of life. If the blood vessels are broken, see what you take to take care of your child."

As he said that, he had already picked up the medical equipment.

Looking up, Chen Manting was still holding the child.

The nurse smiled angrily with a long-lasting expression on her face, "What else do you think? I took the child away? Your wife was bleeding, didn't you see it?"

Chen Luoan heard this and then stepped forward a little.

He stretched out his hand tentatively, but Chen Manting hugged the baby tightly.

The baby's miserable cry made his heart tremble.

The nurse finally realized it.

It’s not that the man doesn’t hug him, but that the woman doesn’t give him.

"When can't you hug your child? If your hands are disabled when you turn around, you won't hug it."

The nurse glanced at the back of her hand that had already started to drip from blood, and smacked her tongue secretly, saying, "I really don't want this hand anymore? Your baby will grow up in the future. I ask how your hand is broken. Can you tell me?"

Most of these words are intimidating.

But Chen Manting was still intimidated.

I let go of my baby's hand slightly, and the crying sounded slightly less.

Chen Luoan hurried forward and carried the child over.

He gently coaxed him, looking like a good father and a good husband.

Chen Manting found it ridiculous, sneered, and stretched out her hand.

The blood dripped onto the quilt, and the nurse frowned and said, "Hey, I didn't have to dirty the quilt, so why do I have to quarrel in the hospital? Besides, the child is still there. No matter how angry he is, don't get angry in front of the child. Don't think that the child doesn't know. They just don't understand, but they will remember it in their hearts."

Neither Chen Manting nor Chen Luoan spoke.

After the nurse finished the treatment, she hung potions on Shen Manting's other hand again.

"Don't tear it anymore. The last bag of water will be gone after it is hung. Be more at peace." The nurse looked at Chen Luoan with a side face, "Look at your wife, just this bag, stop arguing, your wife's health is important."

"Thank you." Chen Luoan said softly.

Looking back at Chen Manting, she had already lay down.

The baby's crying in his arms stopped and became much quieter.

It was just a pair of wet eyes and was still open, with dark round eyes, which looked like Chen Manting.

"Are you hungry? I'll buy you food."

They didn't eat much lunch just now.

Chen Manting had a fuss just now and must have been hungry.

However, Chen Manting didn't respond.

Chen Luoan suddenly realized.
Chapter completed!
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