Extreme Pampering After Marriage

  Chapter 424 Just fine

   Qinglong Temple.

  Because the first lunar month has not yet passed, and it is freezing cold, there are not many pilgrims who go up the mountain to pray for blessings.

   And Fu Jianshen went up the mountain before dawn, knelt on the stone slab in front of the temple, and prayed devoutly for Xu Youyou.

   It's ironic to say that he used to be an arrogant person who was full of hostility, disrespected gods and Buddhas, and was not afraid of life and death, but now he kneels in this Buddhist holy place, praying sincerely.

  Pray that the Buddha can bless his beloved, safe and happy.

  The two dog legs that used to be with Fu Jianchen knew that he was back, and they also followed him to dawdle. Now they squatted beside him until their legs were numb, not to mention that Fu Jianchen was still kneeling on the uneven stone slab.

   "Master Shen, you have been kneeling for almost a whole morning. If you kneel down again, your legs will be useless."

  Fu Jianchen opened his lightly closed eyes, glanced at them coldly, and said cold words on his thin lips: "Get out."

  The two of them looked at each other, hesitated to speak.

  They seriously doubted whether the person surnamed Xu had lowered his head in some way for Master Shen, otherwise how could he have made Master Shen what he is now.

  Fu Jianchen closed his eyes again and prayed earnestly.

  In the past so many years, the ideals and love he insisted on are worthless in the eyes of Bai Ying and Fu Dongsheng, and his paintings are not on the table in those orthodox academic schools.

  No one understands him, no one understands him, but Xu Youyou understands his paintings and appreciates his paintings. Since then, Xu Youyou has been different from others for him.

  He doesn’t care much about bosom friends or love, even if he can no longer draw with his hands, as long as Xu Youyou can still draw, as long as she still smiles at him, he can do whatever he wants.

  The cold mountain wind blew by, the thick eyelashes trembled, and suddenly felt the icy cold touch on the cheek.

  Fu Jianchen opened his eyes and saw snowflakes falling in the gray sky at some point, like catkins fluttering in the wind.

  The phone vibrated suddenly, it was a call from the hospital.

  He picked up the phone, and the hoarse voice sounded slowly, "Hello..."

  The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say. He first breathed a sigh of relief, and within a few seconds, his expression froze, and the phone slipped from his palm.

  The screen hit the cold slate and shattered instantly, just like his expression...

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  Hospital, ward.

  The huge ward was full of people, but the bed was empty, and the quilt was neatly folded without any signs of lying down.

  Cheng Ying and Xu Jianshu held a newborn baby in their arms. They hadn't bathed yet, but their skin was white and smooth, not at all like a newborn baby.

  Because they are not full-term, the two children are underweight and as thin as a kitten.

  Cheng Ying felt very distressed, but even more so for her daughter.

  Xu Youyou's caesarean section was not smooth. During the operation, hemorrhage suddenly occurred. Although the last two children were born safely, she was transferred to the ICU. The situation is not optimistic.

  Family members of the ICU are not allowed to enter, and Mo Shenbai guards the door of the ICU, never leaving.

  As for the two children, they just took a quick look when the nurse brought them out. They didn't know whether they were male or female, and they were full of thoughts about Xu Youyou.

  When Fu Jianchen came over from the mountain, the sky was already dark and the snow was falling heavily. The snow on the side of the road had already affected travel.

  He limped out of the elevator, prepared to scold Mo Shenbai if he wanted to scold Mo Shenbai, did he have to have a child? Is the succession of the family more important than Xu Youyou?

  But the moment he saw Mo Shenbai, he swallowed the words abruptly.

In the past, the man in the shopping mall, who was aggressive and full of calculations, even when facing his own mother, was sitting on a simple chair with his head down, his hands resting on his forehead, and his spine was straight. As if crushed by something.

  Decadence, sadness, even deep despair.

  It turns out that he is not invincible, he also has weaknesses, and there are times when he is powerless.

  It turned out that they were all the same, looking at the billowing world of mortals with mortal bodies, being sucked and stirred, unable to get out.

  When Fu Jianchen walked to his side, he couldn't hold on any longer, and sat directly on the cold floor, taking a long breath.

   "She will be fine. She still owes me a lot of paintings. I haven't helped her hold an art exhibition yet. She will definitely be fine."

   Mo Shenbai heard the sound, and slowly turned his head to look at his pale and even cracked lips, and then saw his pants, with obvious dust and damp on his knees.

  He took out the blessing of peace from his pocket, "This is what she asked me to keep before she went in."

  Fu Jianchen took a look, but didn't speak.

Mo Shenbai's palms were slowly clenched, "She always thought that I asked for this for her, if she is still safe and sound this time, I will tell her that you asked for her, and I will let her carry it with her for the rest of her life. "

  He was afraid, afraid that the Buddha would no longer bless Xu Youyou because of his own selfishness.

  Fu Jianshen's eyes flickered slightly, it turned out that...

  She didn't know, never knew.

  He bowed his head and gave a chuckle with unknown meaning, and said in a hoarse voice: "No need."

   Mo Shenbai's black eyes were silent in the ancient well, and he looked at him in dead silence, a hint of puzzlement flashed in the bottom of his eyes.

   "It doesn't matter who asks for it." Fu Jianchen had already seen through it, and in front of her safety, these were nothing.

   "As long as she's safe and sound, it doesn't matter if she knows."

  He did so many things for her, not to impress her, but because he wanted to.

  If she finds out, it will become a burden on her, and it will make them unable to get along freely.

   Three days.

  Xu Youyou lay in the ICU for three full days, while Mo Shenbai and Fu Jianchen stood guard at the gate of the ICU for three days.

  Xu Youyou woke up once during the period, but because her body was too weak, she fell asleep without even saying a few words to the nurse.

   Until the third day, Xu Youyou woke up again, her physical indicators returned to normal, and her spirit was much better.

  The doctor announced that she was out of danger and could be transferred to the VIP ward.

  Mo Shenbai saw her in the ward, bowed his head and kissed her forehead deeply.

   "I thought you really didn't want me anymore."

  He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Xu Youyou, his voice trembling.

  No one can understand how he came here for the past three days. He dared not leave or sleep. Every time the door of the ICU was opened, his heart would be raised high.

  Afraid that the doctor would come and issue a critical illness notice, and that she would really abandon herself and leave.

  He even thought about what to do about their funeral, the editor almost sent it to Pei Chuan in the memo.

  Xu Youyou felt his fear and fear, pulled the corner of her lower lip, and said in a weak voice, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

   "It's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine."

  Mo Shenbai kissed her lips, without any scruples about Fu Jianchen who was still in the ward.

   The first update.

  (end of this chapter)