Ouci herself used to be a doctor, and she knows all these things, but she wants to give her baby a healthy body.

If my little girl is sick since she was a child, she can be tortured.
She is distressed as a mother.
Ji Huaien looked a little dignified. At noon, the results of the European porcelain inspection came out, and the situation was not optimistic.
品茶论坛In the past two months, the tumor has soared faster than expected.
European porcelain surgery is urgent.
Ling Yicheng knows about this situation, but Ou Porcelain doesn’t.
Maybe she knows and pretends not to know.
The atmosphere in the villa is very good, but everyone knows that this is a superficial phenomenon, and everyone is worried.
That night, Ou Porcelain lay in Ling Yicheng’s arms.
Ling Yicheng stroked her swollen belly with her palm. Wife, let’s go back to Xicheng in a few days.
Ou porcelain asked, Are you preparing for surgery?
When she spoke, she bulged out a bag in her abdomen, but I didn’t know it was the little guy’s fist or foot just in the mouth of Lingyi City.
Ling Yicheng raised his lip angle, stretched out his finger and poked the bag gently, and suddenly it disappeared.
A moment later, the packet bulged out in another place.
Ling Yicheng reached his fingertips to poke the packet again and quickly disappeared.
Men who go back and forth like this enjoy it.
Ou porcelain couldn’t help pulling his hand and pointing to his lips.
Ling Yicheng consciously leaned her face in and kissed him, but she tilted her face slightly and kissed his lips in a downtoearth manner.
A tongue quickly reaches into the mouth of the European porcelain, gently picks it up and then quickly takes it back.
Why are you still like a child?
Ling Yicheng’s finger gently brushed the brow of European porcelain, You can’t know how to fish without fish.
☆, Chapter 155 This generation will watch over you.
Ten days after the European porcelain caesarean section.
Ling Yicheng planned to send her back to Xicheng, but Ouci didn’t agree.
She has made this her home.
Ou Porcelain thought Ling Yicheng knew that she was worried that she would come back from the operating table if she accidentally did it. She was also nostalgic, and everyone always had to go home when they died.
A few days ago, she happily looked over and over at the little clothes and skirts she had made before, and then told Ling Yicheng that this baby was one year old and that the baby was two years old.
I took a look at two boxes of Ling Yicheng and estimated that these clothes could be worn until my girl was five years old.
Ou porcelain is also worried about what will happen to her body. She can’t grow up with her children and leave something behind.
The thought of these men’s throats is particularly uncomfortable.
Section 167
There is a separate building in the east of the villa, and Lingyi City has transformed it into a germ operating room.
Everything in it is adhering to the most advanced equipment in the hospital.
The doctor also found the best obstetricians, including several pediatricians, Wei Wei and assistant nurse Ou Ci. As soon as I saw it, I felt that the room was wearing white coats.
Ling Yicheng spent so much money. She was busy, selfish and didn’t object. She was afraid of death.
Luo Peijuan heard that Ou Porcelain had to prepare for surgery and came to work early. While the weather was fine, she began to dry all kinds of small clothes and quilts.
According to Ling Yicheng’s request, Yueyue hired three people who all looked very handy.
Shen Yuer and Ye Lan Sunseeker also came. Two women chattered noisily about the surface of European porcelain, but they felt very warm in their hearts.
What surprised Ou Porcelain even more was that Yan’s father also came. Of course, they made excuses to visit Xia Zhengguo.
It happened that Xia Zhengguo woke up and she had already heard Ji Huaien say that Xia Zhengguo and Yan Xiong were friends.
Ou porcelain is true.
See you again after a few months. Yan Xiongou Porcelain is calmer than Ling Yicheng imagined.
A room full of people gathered around chatting with Ou Porcelain and poured a cup of tea for Yan Xiong.
She behaved gracefully without being embarrassed by what had happened in the first place.
Yan Xiong is wearing a cap, the brim of which is pressed very low. That’s to cover a little. The scar on his forehead is not ferocious, but it’s a little scary. He doesn’t want Ou Porcelain to see it.
Even if Ou Porcelain can’t see her, she can imagine that Yan Xiong was injured and hit the wall again and again, just like the bell of the ancient temple opposite her has been knocking into the depths of her soul. This is her respect for Yan Xiong.
The old man protected her from injury in his own way, but his words were full of gratitude, although he didn’t deliberately remember it.
Yan Xiong has mixed feelings of sadness and joy. He never thought that he could have such an excellent daughter in his life. When Ou Porcelain called him uncle, he couldn’t help but feel sad and lost.
His own daughter is in front of him, but he dare not recognize her.
Pull the lip corner and laugh stiffly. A dazzling girl will grow up.
Yes, Ji Huai ‘en also helped, Time and tide wait for no man. Now is the day for the younger generation. He glanced at European porcelain. I really envy Zhengguo for having such a clever granddaughter. I would climb out even if I were buried in a coffin.
This provoked everyone to laugh happily.
Ou Porcelain didn’t recognize Ji Huai ‘en’s unexpected intention and nodded with a smile. Grandpa is reluctant to part with me.
After 20 years of persistence, Xia Zhengguo also wants to wake up desperately to see his most distressed granddaughter.
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Ling Zhendong also came here on the day of the European porcelain operation, quietly followed by Luo Tianye and Ke Ranran.
A large group of people were crushed outside the building, and everyone looked anxious.
Ou porcelain is lying on the operating table, and Ling Yicheng is next to her.
The man in disinfection took her hand, and the palm, which was usually hot, looked a little cold today.
Ou porcelain pinched his finger. Why are you more nervous than me?

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