Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Zhao Yi got up and patted Tang Yu again: "Take care of your mother too."

Tang Yu understood what he meant and nodded. At this moment, the old man knew it was okay, so he went back first.

When Zhao Yi left, Tang Zhiyuan walked over slowly and sat beside Lin Yun.

After a while, he glanced at the charming ex-wife, touched his nose, and asked in disgust, "Pregnant?"

Lin Yun was a little surprised, but didn't expect Tang Zhiyuan to see it.

"Yun Yun, when you were pregnant with Tang Yu, it was like this... How could I not see it." Tang Zhiyuan smiled and wanted to smoke, but Lin Yun put it down again with scruples.

Lin Yun was speechless...If so, how could he not tell when she was pregnant with the child?

Lin Yun's mood fluctuates a bit, but it's only a little bit. Everything has passed for so many years.

Tang Zhiyuan asked for a boring one, took a deep look at Lin Yun, and said nothing more.

After a while, Zhao Yi came back, carrying a large package of daily necessities in his hand.

Pei Qiqi was pushed to the VIP ward. Before he woke up, Lin Yun stood at the door and confessed some matters to Tang Yu before leaving.

Tang Zhiyuan watched the couple leave and stood for a long time in a daze. Only then did he pat Tang Yu on the shoulder: "Take care of it."

Tang Yu nodded, "Don't tell Tang Xin yet."

In addition to being worried about Tang Xin, she was also afraid that Tang Xin would come and disturb Pei Qiqi's rest.

Tang Zhiyuan left, Tang Yu closed the door and sat in front of the hospital bed.

Pei Qiqi closed her eyes tightly, her long, thick eyelashes fluttered on her face like two small fans, and her face was paler.

Sitting on the bedside, Tang Yu stretched out her hand to brush away the broken hair on her forehead, and said with a hoarse voice: "Qiqi."

Her eyelashes trembled, she still didn't wake up, and the little hand he was holding was also weak.

He was heartbroken and distressed, as fragile as a child at this time.

Bend down and hugged her...and the child very carefully.

Dr. Mei has changed his surgical gown and is standing at the door with two nurses behind him.

Dr. May has gentleness on her face--

Tang Yu was the one she saw when she was a child, when she was as vulnerable as she is now.

The nurse looked at Dr. Mei and asked in a low voice, "It should be a suspension injection."

Doctor Mei gave a hum, and then walked in to hang water for Pei Qiqi himself.

"Today and tomorrow, I have to hang water... tomorrow afternoon and after that, it will be much better." Dr. May said and paused: "Don't worry, it will not affect the child."

She motioned the little nurse on the side to go out, and then coughed slightly: "Don't have **** in three months."

Tang Yu was a little surprised and looked at Doctor Mei.

Dr. Mei put his hands in his white lab coat and coughed again: "That's it, I'll go to lunch first. Seven or seven will wake up in about two hours. You can have a proper liquid food at that time."

Tang Yu watched her go out, and after sitting for a while, he twisted the hot towel and wiped Pei Qiqi's hands and face.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the afternoon that Pei Qiqi woke up.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw Tang Yu's slightly haggard face. He sat on the side of the bed and leaned forward, staring at her motionlessly.

She opened her eyes hard and looked at him quietly.

The finger moved gently, and slowly caught his index finger...

Holding it, his little face was still pale, "Tang Yu, kid..."

He stared at him with black grapes, for fear of missing a trace of his expression.

Tang Yu only felt distressed and squeezed her little hand, "Qiqi, the child is fine."

There was a new look in her eyes, just looking at him like that, and her lips were slightly pulled: "You didn't lie to me?"