Hospital.

Jiang Mao personally performed surgery on patients with esophageal cancer.

He moved very quickly in this operation. He was afraid that Lin Jueyang would give birth when he was performing surgery on others. It would be fine if he had a natural birth. If he had difficulty in delivery, his fate would have to be left to others.

This feeling is particularly bad.

He has never had any surgery that is so unstable.

He was afraid that he would have surgery here, and Yang Yang would have an emergency or difficult labor.

Fortunately, although my mentality was affected, my surgery was successfully completed with my professional standards.

After the operation, he handed over the suture and other matters to his assistant. He hurriedly left the operating room and rushed into the ward.

"Yangyang..." Jiang Mao rushed into the ward, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

Lin Jueyang was drinking the local chicken soup calmly. Seeing Jiang Mao looking like he was about to die, she looked surprised: "Has the operation failed?"

She immediately comforted him: "Don't be sad, life and death are destined, you have done your best."

She may be relatively cold and thin, and she doesn't feel sympathy for the esophageal cancer patient. She knows that Jiang Mao's temperament is extremely focused on medical skills.

As long as he decides to save people, he will do his best.

Although they are doctors, they still feel sad every time the operation fails, they will blame themselves, hate themselves for their poor medical skills, and hate themselves for not being able to save people.

Lin Jueyang put down the chicken soup and stood up, hugging Jiang Mao.

Jiang Mao was held by Lin Jueyang and felt Lin Jueyang's stomach pressing against him and the child was arching in his stomach. He suddenly laughed and relaxed. He said, "The operation was very successful. I just worried about you. I was afraid that you would suddenly have a child, a child with a sudden delivery or a difficult delivery..."

"Ph, crow's mouth, what kind of urgent labor and difficult labor will be smooth," said Lin Jueyang.

Jiang Mao smiled again: "Yes, you will be smooth. Next, I will ignore the sky falling, I will guard you."

"Hmm!" Fu Yufeng looked at the two of them being so irritated that they coughed lightly to remind him.

Only then did Jiang Mao notice that in the ward, the eldest brother Fu Yufeng, the eldest sister-in-law Jian Yunxi, Lu Weiwei and Nian Shu were all there.

Three women are shopping online and are all picking clothes for their babies.

Fu Yufeng sat aside and held his laptop to handle work.

"Everyone is here." Jiang Mao scratched his head and smiled.

Jian Yunxi smiled: "It's all about to give birth, so don't you eat old hens? The old hen is stewed by Vivi, and she raises chickens in her own yard."

Lu Weiwei also smiled and said, "I know that everyone is pregnant, and I have nothing to do. Last year I raised some more chickens, all of which are edible in grains and cereals. I will contract everyone's chickens and eggs in the future."

"Thank you!" Jiang Mao said.

When he sees Vivi, he will think of Lao Wu, and he feels both sad and moved.

Especially now, everyone has a family and children, and everyone is living a happy life. He feels even more sorry for Lao Wu and Vivi.

If Lao Wu was still alive, what kind of happiness would he and Vivi have!

The husband and wife are united, the piano and zither are harmonious, the career is prosperous, and the children are obedient...

Unfortunately, the world doesn't meet people's wishes, and they are separated by yin and yang.

The fifth brother is pitiful, and the person who is alive in Vivi is even more pitiful.

Seeing Vivi's cheerful and strong look now, he felt even more distressed when he thought about the difficulty of Vivi's journey over the years.

Wei Wei smiled openly and said, "For this kind of relationship, I'll see you if you say thank you."

"Yes, I'll be fine, and I won't say thank you in the future. If I want to eat chicken, I'll go to your yard to catch it." Jiang Mao said.

"Haha, I can't even catch it during the day, it's very wild." Lu Weiwei said.

"Haha, free-range things are wild. By the way, Weiwei, how are Shaoyu's current grades?" Jiang Mao asked.

When talking about Shaoyu, Lu Weiwei was full of happiness: "He is very well-behaved and has good grades."

It was because my elder brother had a good enlightenment at the beginning, and Shaoyu was very sensible. She was really worry-free when she took Shaoyu.

In fact, after experiencing something like Zheng Ou, she felt that whether her grades were good or not was not that important. Her idea was that there would be many setbacks and changes in life. There is an old saying that when people are angry when they see white hair, they are happy when they see white hair. They die for many years, but not until they die for white hair.

She is not like other parents, hoping that her children will be the first and become a phoenix.

Her thoughts and wishes are very simple, just hope that Shaoyu will be safe and happy all her life.

Not all children must have a future, she prefers that their children live a simple and happy life.

What she has now is enough to support Shaoyu's simple and happy life in the future.

She always told Shaoyu that you don’t have to work too hard, and you don’t have pressure to study. Simple and happy are more important.

But Shaoyu loves learning. In his words, learning is a happy thing and there is no pressure at all.

He is now in the first grade, but he has already completed many courses and many books by himself.

She needs to remind Shaoyu often to have a good rest and not to overuse her eyes and read a book tomorrow.

"It's good to be well-behaved, Weiwei. In the past two years, everyone has been busy getting married and having children. At work, there are always people who have done something for us, ignoring you and Shaoyu. When everyone is idle, they should get together often. Children should play happily together and let them cultivate good relationships from an early age." Jiang Mao said with emotion.

Lu Weiwei smiled and said, "Yes, we have to get together frequently. Only when they grow up will the relationship be as good as ours."

Jiang Mao said: "If Yangyang gave birth to a daughter, he would marry Shaoyu when he grew up."

Fu Yufeng raised his head and said, "There are so many monks now. Chu'er and Shaoyu are childhood sweethearts. Lao Liu's daughter and Shaoyu are close to the water. He Wei's daughter is only a few months old now, and she likes Shaoyu to hug..."

"Just queue up and let them compete fairly at that time," said Jiang Mao.

Fu Yufeng curled his lips and said, "You must have a son!"

He has four sons, and Jiang Mao didn't say that he would marry his daughter to his house, so he would let him have a son. At that time, there were more men and fewer women, so everyone would come to steal his wife.

Thinking of such a scene, Fu Yufeng couldn't help but smile.

I really don’t know what kind of girls they will marry and what kind of boys they will marry when they grow up?

"I..." Jiang Mao became anxious, "I don't want it, I want to have a daughter."

Lin Jueyang rolled his eyes wildly: "It seems like you can say it."

"It must be my daughter!" Jiang Mao said, "I have even thought of my daughter's name."

"What's the name?" Fu Yufeng asked curiously.

Everyone looked at Jiang Mao curiously, and Jiang Mao said, "Call Jiang Renren."

"Which one is flat?" Lin Jueyang asked.

Jiang Mao said: "Pinting's recruitment."

Lin Jueyang was very satisfied: "This is a good name."

This sounds like the girl's name, which is much better than hers.

"It sounds nice? The key is that the meaning is good. I hired more than thirteen years, and the head of the cardamom is in the beginning of February..."

"You!" Lin Jueyang was in a state of discomfort when he heard this poem. He picked up a pillow from the sofa and chased Jiang Mao, "If you really give your daughter, you give her such a name, I will kill you."

Jiang Mao immediately defended: "What's wrong with this name? The meaning of this poem is that you are the most beautiful!"

"You want to piss me to death. This poem describes a singing girl. Du Mu is about to leave and can't bear to leave that singing girl. When writing a poem, she said that the most beautiful one is her." Lin Jueyang was so angry that he threw the pillow in his hand to Jiang Mao.

Suddenly, she reached out to cover her stomach and dared not move.

Because she felt a heat flow slid down her legs.

She herself is a doctor, so how could she not know what was going on?
Chapter completed!