"The third son is fine, but it's not easy to raise, and when he is present, he will be bigger, and I will help him diagnose and treat him for a few years, and he will be no different from ordinary people."

The lack of body of such a husband will sometimes follow for a lifetime, and the children born to many rich and noble families in Beijing are all frail and sick to grow up, and some have to use such a body for the rest of their lives, from birth to death.

It is said that it has been raised for a few years, but in fact, it is extremely short, not to mention a few years, even if it is more than ten years, they are all waiting, there are so many top medicinal materials, and there is a miracle doctor like Mo Fei, this child is naturally impossible to do.

Only this time is the most difficult.

Yan Heng carefully picked up the collapsed child, for fear of hurting him, and this child really didn't have any weight in his arms, and his little face was smaller than their fists.

The little tender lips were still slightly open, if it weren't for the fact that he could still see his nose fluttering from time to time, he really didn't believe that he was still alive.

His mother worked hard to conceive the four of their brothers and sisters, and did her best to give birth to them, and they will also be angry, right?

The descendants of their Shuo Wangfu, a righteous person like Lao Shuo Wangye, will naturally bless them, right?

"Father-in-law, I'll take it to find Ah Ning."

Zhu Heng gently hugged the child in his arms, "The other three will bother my father-in-law more." ”

Branding Heng is ready to raise this son by himself, no matter how good a nurse is, it is not as good as his own mother, they will always accompany him until he, like his two brothers, can be healthy and safe.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of them." Shen Dingshan also felt sorry for this grandson, he had so many grandchildren, even if it was Xiao Shi, they were all older than this, this one was as big as a cat cub, even he didn't dare to touch it.

Branding Heng carefully took the child and went to Shen Qingci's place, and then put him next to Shen Qingci.

"She's a mother."

He put his finger on the baby's little face, "Do you feel it, my father and mother are here, so you'll be fine, won't you?" ”

And the little baby, now he can't hear or see, but he seems to be able to feel the familiar breath, his little lips moved slightly, and then he actually grabbed his father's finger with his own thin fingers.

Such a blood connection also makes the eyes of the brand Heng uncontrollable hot.

"Well, don't be afraid, Daddy is here."

"Dad won't let you have an accident, and he will definitely let you grow up safely."

He just keeps talking to the child like this, regardless of whether he can hear or understand.

Until Shen Qingci woke up, he found that there was a small swaddling baby beside him.

It's hers, kid?

She turned over carefully, but when she saw the child's pale little face and slightly blue lips, she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

She sat up, then carefully carried the child into her arms, and then pressed her face to the child's small face, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and a teardrop the size of a bean rolled down the corner of her eye.

It is also possible that I felt my mother's sadness, and I was still a very well-behaved child who was sleeping, but I squeezed my eyes and opened my mouth, is this crying?

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Shen Qingci gently coaxed the fragile child in his arms, and also kissed his little face.

And the child sucked his little nose aggrievedly, instinctively stretched out his little hand, grabbed his mother's hair, and his small body could be held up with his palm, even the skin was wrapped in a layer of transparent color.

He walked over, holding a bowl of ginseng soup in his hand, and then he put the bowl aside, and then stretched out his hand to help Shen Qingci wipe the tears off his face.

"Don't cry, you're doing confinement, it's not good for your health."

But it's okay if he doesn't say it, Shen Qingci feels his nose sour when he says this, she can't help but what to do?

"He's fine."

Xuan Heng caressed his son's little face, "Mo Fei said that he will be raised after a few years, but now he is too young, I don't worry about others taking him." ”

The little guy is too weak now, unlike his brother and sister, they have all eaten the milk of the nurse, and the youngest girl in his family, but she has a good appetite, and now she has eaten two meals of milk.

He was the only one who had just been rescued from the ghost gate, and he hadn't even drunk a sip of breast milk.

Shen Qingci put his hand on his clothes, and also untied the clothes, the noblewomen in Beijing do not feed their children personally, but she wants to feed her own children, this is her blood-related child, and his child will be fine, right?

"My mother said that I grew up eating her breast milk when I was a child." Shen Qingci is still the first time, so he is not too familiar, but this is all instinct, the instinct of the baby to suck, and the instinct of being a mother.

When it was the child's first bite, she shrank slightly in pain, but she could also feel that Xiao San'er was eating.

"Mother said......" she smiled, and the corners of her eyes were red.

"I was born prematurely when I was a child, and I was also very young, and my mother raised me one by one, and my mother always said that I was young when I was a child, and I didn't eat well, and sometimes she would hold me and cry, just wanting me to eat more."

"At that time, I listened and listened, just smirking at my mother, who always kissed my face at this time, she said."

"Mother's little A Ning, you have finally grown up, with your mother here, you will be fine, because your mother will protect you."

"And now I finally know what my mother meant when she said that." She lowered her head and placed her fingers on the child's little face.

"Mother's little baby, you have to eat more, so that you can grow up, your father and mother are here."

She is better than her mother at that time, isn't it, she only has her mother, but Xiao San'er is her father and mother, and her grandfather is also there.

The mother raised her from the beginning, and now they can also feed the third child.

And the little third child who has been breastfeeding for a while has finally eaten enough.

"I'll come," Zhu Heng carefully hugged the weak mess child, and also patted the milk burp for him, Shen Qingrong's ten children were really not born in vain, and they all made them never understand anything, and they all became experts in raising children.

After Xiao San'er burped, her little face became a little ruddy.

Branding Heng was careful to put him in Shen Qingci's arms, and it was really good to keep him by his mother's side, but their energy was really limited, and they could only take Xiao San'er with him, and he couldn't take care of the rest.

And he just picked up the bowl on the table, and the soup in the bowl was just right, not hot.

He placed the soup in front of Shen Qingci.

"Drink more."

"Okay," Shen Qingci picked up the bowl, compared to her after giving birth, she had some strength.