He said it was junk food and was unhealthy.

But the more he forbids it, the stronger Li Xiaotian's desire to eat.

This time, Li Nancheng did not ban him anymore.

He took out his wallet and looked at Gu Xiaonian with complicated eyes: "I'll buy water and popcorn. Every day, you can watch your mommy carefully."

He felt that although Gu Xiaonian was standing in front of him, he had long since no one knew where he had gone.

It seems that she cares a lot about his fertility.

Li Nancheng felt that Gu Xiaonian had already begun to dislike him.

She probably didn't know it yet, but her behavior and eyes were already shown.

There are not many people in the cinema.

This mall has always had a large flow of people in the prime location of the city, but there are very few people watching the movie today.

Dozens of people stood in the hall.

Li Nancheng didn't need to queue up at all, so he bought popcorn and drinks.

The small box was handed to Li Xiaotian: "Don't eat too much, it's unhealthy."

Li Xiaotian took it happily and agreed readily: "Well! Thank you daddy."

"Your." The big box of popcorn was handed to Gu Xiaonian, "The movie is about to begin, we can go and check the tickets."

Gu Xiaonian took it, looked up at him, and suddenly pulled his hand.

The soft little hand held his hand tightly, as if giving him some encouragement and strength.

This silent comfort with kindness made Li Nancheng's whole body stiffen.

Gu Xiaonian leaned into his ear and whispered: "Everyday is very cute."

“…”

"It's enough for us to have him."

“…”

"You don't have a psychological burden."

Li Nancheng: He has never had any psychological burden, but now, it seems that he really has it.

"I have always been afraid of having children. It's so scary! I used to think that I would never give birth. Now, how great it is!"

Li Nancheng couldn't stand it anymore.

What a good thing, this stupid woman!

"Really! Women suffer from giving birth! My dream has always been to not have to give birth to a baby, and then pick up a baby with super high looks for nothing. Now, my wish has come true, God is so nice to me."

Li Nancheng: What kind of storm did he lie to her that he had some problems with his fertility.

...

In the ward.

On the white hospital bed, the man with gauze wrapped around his forehead was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and his blood-colored lips were moving, making silent murmurs.

His mental state looks very bad and his breath is weak.

Next to the bed.

A middle-aged man and woman were guarding the side. The man's eyes were slightly red, while the woman had already cried and swollen eyes, and all the makeup on her face was lost.

Tears were stained on the eyeliner, and they were dark.

The color of the lipstick has long since dropped by half, and the liquid foundation has been washed away by tears. The whole face looks like a skinless wall, mottled.

"Ziyan, Ziyan, my baby son, wake up, wake up quickly." Wen's mother's shoulders were shaking, her body twitched violently, and the handkerchief she was holding had already wet tears.

She knelt beside the bed, calling the man's name on the bed one after another.

Unfortunately, no matter how she called, Wen Ziyan remained motionless, as if she was in a deep sleep state.

Wen's mother became more and more desperate, tears kept falling, and her eyes swollen like walnuts: "Ziyan, if you have a few things, how can you let your mother live? You are my mother's life!"

Wen's father endured his grief and bent down to help her: "Afang, Ziyan will be fine. The doctor said that he has no worries about his life. Don't scare yourself anymore."

"But why he hasn't woken up yet?"

Wen's mother was crying and she was not strong enough. Wen's father held her arms and used force to drag her up from the ground.

"Wait a little longer, you will definitely wake up. We must be full of confidence in him." Wen's father was also unsure, but he had to temporarily suppress his grief and said, "Do you still remember that when Zi Yan was very young, a fortune teller showed him palmistry, saying that he would have a disaster at this age, but he would have noble people to help him, so he could turn bad luck into good luck."

Wen's mother paused to cry.

After thinking for a while, I remembered that this is the case.

Wen's father continued: "The fortune teller also said that this noble man would be someone who is very close to Ziyan. If she had her help, Ziyan could escape this disaster."

Wen's mother is usually a little superstitious, and at this time, she is even more convinced of these things.

Wen Ziyan didn't wake up after the operation.

The doctor originally said that he was out of danger of life and would wake up in two hours.

But now, four hours have passed, but he has not woken up yet.

There is no sign of waking up.

Wen's mother was so anxious that she went to ask the doctor, but the doctor gave her a bad news answer.

The doctor said: If Wen Ziyan could not wake up within 24 hours, he might not have woken up.

Of course, you won't lose your life, you just can't wake up.

In other words, it is vegetable.

How much better is it to become a vegetative person than to become a dead person? Even if you are alive, you are still a living dead person.

How could Wen's mother accept such a result?

It is no different to killing her baby son into a vegetable.

"The fortune teller said these words." Wen's mother focused on her mind for a while and began to think about the so-called noble person.

"Then, who would the noble man the master mentioned?"

How could Wen’s father know?

He actually didn't believe these fortune telling statements, just to comfort Wen's mother.

At this time, if he doesn't hold on, Wen's mother can't hold on.

My son is still unconscious and needs their care.

They can't fall down first.

Seeing that Wen's mother's attention had shifted, Wen's father felt a little relieved and responded: "There are no ones except us who are very close to Zi Yan. They may be one of us."

"No." Wen's mother seemed to remember something, and the expression on her face became a little strange. After a while of silence, she frowned, "The master said that the noble man was a woman or a young woman."

When Wen's father saw her expression, he asked, "Have you guessed who it is?"

Wen's mother pursed her lips and didn't make a sound.

She guessed something, but she didn't want to believe it.

How could that woman be his son's noble?

It's obviously a broom star.

"Xiao Nian, Xiao Nian..." At this time, a weak voice suddenly sounded in the quiet ward.

Wen’s father and Wen’s mother were both stunned.

Wen's mother turned around excitedly: "Ziyan, are you awake?"
Chapter completed!