1117 Her nickname is youzi (1:

The sudden change in topic made ning Qing unable to react in time.

Nian lie happens to be here, Mr. Ning continued. it's better if you two decide on the child's name.

Nian Yu knew that they were helping him, and his eyes were filled with gratitude.

Ning Qing watched the interaction between the three of them and pursed her lips. she's just been born. There's no rush.

The light in Nian Xi's eyes dimmed.

Mother ning broke the awkwardness and brought the water to ning Qing's mouth. here, Qingqing, have some water.

Ning Qing was very cooperative, and it didn't take long for her to get tired. She then went to rest.

Nian lie knew that she didn't want to see him, so he stood up and left.

After he left, ning Qing's wound began to hurt.

Mrs ning looked at her sad face and said, no matter what, he's the Father of the child. Qingqing, don't you think you're going too far by doing this?

Ning Qing frowned. is that so?

Mr. Ning glanced at him and said, you don't even allow him to have any relationship with the child in the future, but he's the child's biological father. It's understandable that he's here to see the child.

Yeah, he's not having it easy either,: mother ning chimed in:

Ning Qing looked at the two of them and felt that their attitudes were really strange.

She said, dad, mom, don't worry about me and him. He agreed to my request. I didn't force him.

Isn't that acting tough?

Ning Qing looked at her father, a little peeved. he doesn't need to care about my life or death.

Qingqing, aren't you being too biased against Nian lie? Seven years ago, Xuanji

I don't want to hear about what happened seven years ago. I'm tired, ning Qing interrupted him with a straight face. I really need to rest.

Father ning and mother ning looked at each other. As an outsider, Yan Sichen played along and said, she just finished her operation. Uncle ning, aunt ning, you should prepare something for Qingqing and the child. Let her rest well.

Alright, you can rest.

mm. ning Qing grunted and smiled at Yan Sichen before closing her eyes.

After the anesthetic wore off, ning Qing's wound hurt more and more.

She fell asleep in a daze and was woken up by the pain again. She repeatedly tossed and turned until night.

Mother ning went out once and brought back two thermal containers and some food.

here, the chicken soup I made for you is very nutritious. You should drink more and not waste it.

She laughed as she filled ning Qing's bowl and brought it to her mouth.

Ning Qing didn't have much of an appetite. I don't really want to drink.

Mother ning pretended to be stern. you have to drink it. Otherwise, how can your body take it? You still have to feed the baby.

At the mention of the child, ning Qing compromised.

He took a sip of the soup with the spoon. Other than the taste of the greasy chicken soup, there was no other taste.

She frowned subconsciously. what's wrong? does it taste bad? asked Mrs. Ning, concerned.

Ning Qing thought that it was the soup she had made in the afternoon. She felt a little strange in her heart, but it was not appropriate to say anything. She just said simply, it doesn't taste good.

Mrs ning smiled awkwardly. you just had a surgery. It's not a good time for you to be jealous.

Ning Qing didn't doubt him. She nodded obediently and drank a bowl of chicken soup.

After the doctor came to check on her, she soon fell asleep with the child in her arms.

Ning Qing lay in bed for almost two weeks before she recovered. During this time, it was Mother ning and her who took care of the child.

Because her daughter's face was round and cute, she gave her a nickname, little youzi.

Little youzi, be good. Mommy will take you to see mommy's sister.

Ning Qing was wearing loose clothes and carrying the child in her arms. Mother ning followed behind her and went to ning SU's ward.