CEO's Forced Love

Almost an hour later, several orthopedics and traumatology experts in the capital all arrived in Fengcheng. After unanimous discussion, they finally came to the conclusion that Xia LAN still shook her body and her legs can be saved, but one thing is also certain. After Xu Zhenning, I'm afraid she will be lame.

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At night, Jane Huan was suddenly awakened by thunder, and Huo Mo Ting around woke up, holding her in her arms: "scared?"

Jane Huan gave a gentle hum.

Huo moting turned on the light, saw the sweat on her forehead, got up, went to the bathroom and twisted a hot towel to wipe her face. It happened that a text message came from his mobile phone.

The sender is Lu Jinsheng. Huo moting ordered to open it. There are only a few words: "the operation has just ended, my leg is saved, but I am lame."

Jian Huan leaned against the bedside, put the towel aside on the bedside cabinet, looked up and looked at Huo Mo Ting standing by the bedside: "there's a short message right now. What's urgent?"

Huo moting's eyes moved from his mobile phone to Jian Huan's small face. He also guessed that the SMS reminder might worry her again. The doctor told that pregnant women with signs of miscarriage like Jian Huan could not exercise violently or have heavy thoughts. He turned off the machine, opened the quilt and lay back in bed.

"Nothing's wrong. Jin Sheng sent a text message to ask about the situation." he hugged her back to his arms.

Huo moting doesn't intend to tell Xu Zhenning * Yu Xing about it for the time being, for fear that she will think more and affect the children in her stomach.

Jane Huan's jaw was against his shoulder and her hand was on his waist. She tightened slowly and absorbed the familiar and dependent flavor of him. Yesterday, there was a false alarm, and the murky thunder outside made her sleepiness disappear. She closed her eyes, but her consciousness was particularly sober.

"Asleep?"

"No." Jane Huan moved a little in his arms and whispered, "can't sleep..."

Huo Mo Ting lowered his head and looked at the docile woman: "afraid of thunder?"

Jane Huan is not afraid of thunder. It's just that such a big thing happened yesterday. She saved her mind and became a little impetuous with her emotions.

"Why don't you ask your mother to find the old monk tomorrow and calculate your stomach." Huo moting said.

Jane Huan almost laughed and pushed his strong chest: "don't you believe this? Why are you still rushing to the door?"

“……”

She remembered that time, Huo Mo ting and the old monk stared at each other, and he didn't mind what the old monk said. At this moment, he actually asked her to find the old monk and get along with him for a long time. Jian Huan found that Huo Mo Ting sometimes had a bit of willfulness and wanted to do it one by one.

Jane Huan grabbed his hand, with distinct bones and little meat, and put it on his stomach: "I can't sleep anyway. Think about the baby's name."

Huo moting was not interested, but Jian Huan was looking forward to it and took him to say many names.

"I've said so much, you can say one anyway." Jian Huan felt that Huo Mo Ting really didn't understand the amorous feelings at this time.

"... what's there to say?"

He said he cared about his children. Jane Huan found that he was careless about many things, such as naming; Say he doesn't care about children. When she says she's uncomfortable, he's more nervous than anyone.

So Jane Huan insisted that he say a name. Huo moting said perfunctorily, "Huo Jingning."

"The girl's name..." Jane Huan thought of her dream. That day, in the mother and baby area, the shopping guide said that she was pregnant with twins. She couldn't help asking Huo Mo Ting: "what if it were a pair of boys?"

"..." Huo Mo Ting's hand was her soft stomach and said, "the eldest is Siqi and the second is nianyou."

Jane Huan read the two names several times and soon noticed something wrong. She was dissatisfied with his attitude: "can you be serious?"

"Why am I not serious?"

"Do you mind if I married Yan Jingshen?" Jane Huan suddenly said.

Huo Mo Ting's diaphragm should have arrived and didn't answer, but Jian Huan thought he guessed eight / nine and ten.

Otherwise, it would not be bad to take such two names. When they are combined, they become "missing the depth of field". Should they be in memory of the dead?

Huo Mo Ting closed his eyes, hugged her tightly and said, "sleep."

"... he really helped me in the ward just now, but I don't know why he was there."

Jane Huan suddenly felt that it was very necessary to explain to him what happened in the hospital in the afternoon: "however, I didn't expect that he would help us."

"I'll have two children later, I'll call them huosiqi and huonianyou." Huo moting said.