Chapter 369 Final Words



Chapter 335 Final Words

"sister in law……"

For once, Song Qifu looked nervous.

"Doctor, I know that caesarean sections are very risky. You should follow my opinion. You don't need to ask my wife's opinion."

There was a determination to die in Bai Wei's eyes. Even in later generations, having triplets would be a very risky thing, not to mention in this era when the caesarean section technology was not yet mature.

She was mentally prepared...

"Mengdi, I'm afraid your master is in danger of death this time."

In the ward, Bai Wei was talking to the doctor while He Zhaodi and Xiao Meng were standing at the door.

Bai Wei's original plan was to let He Zhaodi stay for a few days and then send her back. However, while she was in the hospital, Song Qinian focused all his attention on her and almost forgot about He Zhaodi.

And she was also very smart. Whenever Song Qinian came home, she would basically avoid him, like a transparent person, and even Song Qinian would forget her existence.

"Sister, my name is not Mengdi."

Xiao Meng reiterated it again, but looked at Bai Wei on the hospital bed with a worried look on her face.

"Sister, do you think it is really dangerous for Master to give birth this time?"

Bai Wei stayed in the hospital for more than a month. Xiao Meng came to see her from time to time, but Bai Wei's complexion never improved, and even she was worried.

"Look at the doctor's face. He looks even more worried than your master. It's hard to say. Or is it that woman surnamed An? If she hadn't hit your master, how could he have become like this?"

He Zhaodi never thought that it was her own problem. It was she who deliberately let Pudding scare An Ying, which led to An Ying losing control.

She just complained like that, but Xiao Meng took her words to heart.

"Sister, you are right."

A hint of cruelty flashed in Xiao Meng's eyes.

He Zhaodi stared at Bai Wei lying on the hospital bed, as if thinking about something.

If Bai Wei really died in the operating room while giving birth, she would definitely not be able to stay in this family anymore.

He Zhaodi was silently calculating. She was already thinking about what to do next, but Xiao Meng had her own ideas.

"Xiao Meng?"

Bai Wei had just finished talking to the doctor when she seemed to hear Xiao Meng's voice and called her softly.

Xiao Meng immediately walked into the ward, while He Zhaodi hid aside. She didn't want Bai Wei to remember her at this time and wanted to send her away.

"Master, you will be fine."

Although Xiao Meng said this, tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.

"Come on, Xiao Meng."

Seeing Xiao Meng so scared, Bai Wei waved at her. Xiao Meng walked over, and Bai Wei gently hugged her and stroked her head.

"Xiao Meng, Brother Qi Fu loves to read and is very good at studying. You should promise Master that you will go to school with Brother Qi Fu in the future, okay? As long as you promise Master, Master will be safe."

Bai Wei looked at Xiao Meng with some reluctance.

She was aware of her physical condition and the three children in her belly really put a heavy burden on her, especially after the last accident. Although she rested for more than a month, she still had not recovered.

"Okay, Master, I promise you!"

Xiao Meng nodded quickly and vigorously.

But Song Qifu, who was listening at the side, always felt that Bai Wei's words were like a will.

"Weiwei, the osmanthus cake you requested."

Song Qinian's forehead was covered with sweat. He took the osmanthus cake he bought and walked into the ward. Bai Wei was sitting on the bed and smiled at him gently.

"Pray for a good harvest..."

As soon as Bai Wei opened her mouth, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.

"hiss……"

The doctor had just finished talking to Bai Wei when he saw that something was wrong with Bai Wei's condition. He walked over to take a look and his expression changed instantly.

Bai Wei felt a warm stream flowing out from between her legs. She pulled the bed sheet and the bright red color made everyone nervous.


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