Pei Tingyu looked at her pale face, which was completely different from her condition when she gave birth to Xiao Yubao last time.
It was he who failed to protect her, causing her to suffer so much, and he couldn't even provide her with a safe environment to give birth to his child.
It was his dereliction of duty as a husband.
"Yangyang, I'm sorry for making you suffer!" Pei Tingyu was overwhelmed by deep self-blame and was completely unaware that he was already in tears.
Fortunately, Si Yang didn’t see it, otherwise he would have made fun of him for a long time.
Si Yang was awakened by the pain of the incision on her stomach. After the effect of the anesthetic wore off, she began to understand the aftereffects of the caesarean section.
The last time she gave birth to Xiao Yubao, she was able to get out of bed and walk around, but now it is difficult for her to even move.
When she turned her head, she saw Pei Tingyu standing by the bed. He fell asleep holding her hand.
Pei Tingyu hadn't slept for two days, and now he couldn't bear it any longer, so he decided to take a nap.
Si Yang pulled her hand out and touched his hair. She had prepared a lot of things to say to him. She was worried about his gunshot wound and unreasonably blamed him for risking his life for another woman... Now that she saw him appear in front of her in good health, she didn't know where to start.
Forget it, just come back. She has been through this before, so she understands that he is helpless.
"Yangyang, are you awake? Does it hurt?" Pei Tingyu felt someone touching his head and woke up from his sleepiness.
His eyes were bloodshot, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her was filled with concern and a bit of confusion from just waking up.
Si Yang shook her head. She had experienced so much as a special forces soldier and suffered all kinds of injuries. She could still bear the pain of a caesarean section.
"But it hurts..." Pei Tingyu grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest, "It hurts here..."
If he had known that wanting a daughter would require cutting such a long wound in his wife's stomach, he would rather have nothing.
Si Yang looked at the pitiful look of the little wolfdog begging for comfort and was so angry that she laughed. But every time she laughed, the wound on her stomach would be pulled.
"Don't make me laugh..."
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