Chapter 140 Extra 2: Unexpected "Surprise"
Savika's morning sickness was cured, but another symptom that was more serious than morning sickness came with full force - prenatal anxiety.
This warlord commander who did not blink an eye in the hail of bullets in northern Myanmar now looks like a frightened bird.
"Stupid cat, is your leg swollen?" Savika frowned, "Doctor! Call a doctor!"
Su Lixia pulled him back helplessly: "It's just edema during pregnancy..."
"What if it's a blood clot?" He had already dialed the medical team's emergency number. "I saw a prisoner die that way in Myitkyina!"
Similar scenes happen every day.
If Su Lixia sneezed, he would invite all the ENT specialists in Yangon for a consultation; if she ate half a bowl of rice, he would immediately ask the nutritionist to re-prepare the three meals a day...
The most exaggerated thing was that late one night, Savika suddenly woke up from his dream. He hugged Su Lixia and said, "I dreamed that my son was kidnapped by the remnants of the Naga!"
Su Lixia helplessly held his trembling hand and pressed it against her bulging belly: "You scared the child."
After Savika dreamed for three consecutive nights of the baby being made into a bomb, he immediately called in the engineering corps on the fourth day to renovate the nursery. When the bulletproof glass was installed on the fifth floor, Su Lixia had no choice but to call Bangkok for help.
"Tear it down." Mo Xiaohan's voice was cold, "Unless you want your child to learn to walk in a safe."
"Mr. Mo, you don't understand..." Savika tightly grasped the Dharma Knife, his expression gloomy, "Yesterday's Naga remnants..."
"The Nagas were wiped out last year." Mo Xiaohan interrupted him, "Now, go pick out a stroller for your cub instead of stuffing him into an armored vehicle."
When Mo Xiaohan came to visit with his wife and children, he saw Savika looking at the "Encyclopedia of Pregnancy and Childbirth" as if she were facing a formidable enemy.
Among the books scattered on the floor, "Perinatal Psychological Adjustment" was nailed to the table with a dagger, and the pages of "Nutritional Dietary Guidelines" were full of charred bullet holes.
"Is it really that serious?" Mo Xiaohan stuffed his son into his arms. "Even when you were carrying a rocket launcher to attack the enemy's lair, you were never this nervous."
The little tyrant suddenly peed all over Savika, who instantly froze like a statue. "Hurry and take it away... This thing is harder than defusing a bomb!"
Ruan Xingchen smiled and taught him how to make milk powder. When Savika smashed the bottle for the third time, he grabbed Su Lixia's hand and pressed it against his chest: "...You touch it, my heartbeat is faster than when I was shot on the battlefield."
When Su Lixia was six months pregnant, the B-ultrasound showed that it might be a girl, so Savika completely fell into the pink fantasy.
He ordered lace princess dresses to be airlifted from France, singing dolls to be custom-made from Switzerland, and even the columns in the courtyard were tied with pink bows.
He even practiced "smiling" by baring his teeth in front of the mirror late at night, just because Ruan Xingchen casually said, "A cold face will scare the baby."
Su Lixia had to send a "cry for help" to Bangkok again.
"My daughter must be raised in wealth." He declared to Mo Xiaohan seriously, completely ignoring Mo Xiaohan's mocking gaze. "Mr. Mo, your little tyrant should stay away from my daughter from now on."
However, fate loves to play jokes.
On the day of delivery, Savika paced back and forth outside the delivery room, with beads of sweat on her forehead.
Mo Xiaohan leaned against the end of the corridor and couldn't help but sneer: "Who said that? 'It's just a baby, why are you so panicked?'"
Savika stopped abruptly, his Adam's apple moving up and down, but he couldn't utter a word in rebuttal.
"Just sit down and wait." Ruan Xingchen shook his head helplessly and advised softly, "Xia Xia had a natural birth, it won't be that quick. You're making people nervous by walking around here."
When the loud cry of a baby rang out in the delivery room, Savika rushed in directly by pushing the door open, her voice trembling: "My daughter..."
The nurse held the baby in her arms and smiled, congratulating him: "Congratulations, it's a healthy boy."
Savika froze in place for a moment, staring at his wrinkled son with confusion in his eyes.
A pink princess dress, a diamond-studded doll, custom-made diamond jewelry to wear for the full moon...all flashed through his mind, finally settling on the pink shooting range he had secretly built on the training ground.
"Hold the child." Su Lixia smiled weakly.
Savika mechanically took the swaddling clothes, but the little one suddenly grabbed his fingers with surprising strength.
“…”
He was silent for a long time, then suddenly began to unwrap the baby. After confirming it was a boy, he closed his eyes resignedly and said, "Alright... I'll teach you how to practice explosives with a doll."
Later, Mo Xiaohan received a photo——
In a crib covered with pink lace, a chubby baby boy was holding a doll and chewing it enthusiastically. On the back of the photo was Savika's arrogant handwriting:
"My offspring can conquer Southeast Asia even in a princess dress."
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