Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

"An Lan... An Lan... Don't go." Her hand clenched tightly, but the left hand couldn't move a bit, just hanging down, no business.

On his forehead, there was also a cold sweat, slowly becoming a big bean.

Qin Anlan wrung a hot towel to wipe the sweat off her forehead, but she was getting hotter and sweating more and more.

She has a fever.

Dr. Mei came in with a serious expression, "An Lan, she should take antibiotics after the operation, but the child in her stomach is only six months old. Now... what do you think?"

Qin Anlan pressed her hand to her body, almost without hesitation, "Use it for her!"

Dr. Mei wanted to talk to him about the consequences of using it, but he was interrupted when he spoke, with a low voice, with a touch of forbearance: "I said use it."

Dr. Mei sighed, "I will notify the doctor."

But she only took two steps, and a faint voice came from behind, "No."

Dr. Mei turned her head, Ye Liangqiu did not wake up, but she firmly grasped Qin Anlan's arm with one hand, and unconsciously shouted, "Don't...don't..."

Dr. Mei reddened his eyes and looked at Qin Anlan again.

He clasped Ye Liangqiu's hand firmly, and slowly spit out: "Why are you so stubborn!"

He turned his head and looked at Dr. May.

"As long as she survives tonight, there will be no problem, provided that the body temperature cannot exceed 38.5. Otherwise, it will also affect the fetus." Dr. Mei said immediately.

Qin Anlan closed his eyes, "Then wait."

Dr. Mei knew how difficult it was for him to make this decision, and then came back, "Let’s cool off the body!"

She helped him, untie the medical coat... Qin Anlan wiped her body with warm water over and over again.

When he rubbed her swollen belly, he couldn't help reaching out to touch their children.

The child also moved gently inside, squirming slowly against his palm.

Qin Anlan's facial muscles are trembling, this is their child.

Now, it must be uneasy, uncomfortable!

His palms comforted the child slowly, as if he felt it. The little guy swam a little, then kicked it a little, then a little...very cheerful.

If it were the usual, it must be a very happy thing, but now, Qin Anlan couldn't help bending over and kissing that little belly.

Liang Qiu, if this is what you want, then I will fulfill you.

He almost killed her and killed their children.

Liang Qiu, if you want to go back to Su's house, then go back. I won't stop it anymore.

There was a tear in his eyes, dripping, burning the little guy.

(-Fantasy, the little thing playing in the belly was taken aback, and then sucked his little finger, as if Dad was crying. Why is Dad crying! Another little guy ran over and poked at it. Poke...then the two little ones hugged each other, so tired, let's go to sleep! I fell asleep with my head on the head and scented.)

Qin Anlan could not feel the fetal movement and looked up at Dr. Mei.

Dr. May knew what he thought, "The child is asleep."

It's good to fall asleep, and it will not be uncomfortable to fall asleep.

He carefully covered Ye Liangqiu with the thin quilt, just like that, one day and one night, every half an hour for her.

Her body temperature has risen to 38, which is fortunately controlled.

Dr. Mei also stayed with her for ten years. After all, she was old and fell asleep on the sofa in the middle of the night.

At dawn, Ye Liangqiu's burning finally retreated——

[I have a bad cold, I’m writing it, I’m a bit late~]