The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

When she was ready, Ni Lehui took a colored pen and drew a line on the tall belly of the parturient. The anesthesiologist was also afraid. This parturient was in fetal distress and her blood coagulation function was not good. It was the safest way to get drunk, and she didn't If you dare to struggle for too long, if Ni Lehui enters the operating room and sees that she hasn't been anesthetized yet, it's time to blame her again.

She struggled with getting anesthesia, and Ni Lehui entered the operating room. She hadn't been anesthetized yet. For this reason, Ni Lehui told her many times that she was considered light, and they even quarreled about it.

"Do you want to have a daughter or a son?" The anesthetist chatted with the parturient, and only gave the parturient anesthesia. The parturient was clear that she could feel everything, but no pain.

Before the stomach was cut open, Ni Lehui glanced at the anesthesiologist, said nothing, and focused on the operation.

"Daughter." The mother said decisively, without thinking for a second.

"Why?" the anesthesiologist asked. Young people nowadays like to have a daughter. They say that they are only happy for two days when they give birth to a son. That day.

"I want a son." The mother said again.

The anesthesiologist was conflicted, whether she wanted to have a son or a daughter, but it didn't matter, what the mother wanted to have was the mother's business, what she had to do now was to chat with the mother, divert the mother's attention, and prevent the mother from falling asleep . "why?"

"I used to look forward to having a woman, a beautiful daughter, but when I was just pregnant, when I was lying on the toilet and couldn't straighten up, when I vomited whatever I ate, and I vomited without eating. When I was pregnant, I hoped from the bottom of my heart that there was a boy in my stomach, because he could just watch from the side, pat his wife on the back, feel distressed, and even don’t need to feel distressed, thinking that it is natural for a woman to have a child, and nothing else That's how women come here." The mother said.

The corner of the anesthetist's mouth twitched. The reason was so fucking amazing. Ni Lehui was also moved. This idea was almost the same for a pregnancy with a strong pregnancy reaction.

When she was pregnant with Han letter, she got divorced again. She vomited in the dark for the first three months, and it got better in the fourth month. During the whole pregnancy, she forced herself to eat what she didn't want to eat, and refused all the things that tempted her. Food, she hoped from the bottom of her heart, it must be a boy!

Because he can do whatever he wants, satisfy his appetite, and fill his stomach.

When she saw her increasingly obese body, when she saw her weight rising all the way, she was grateful but also worried, worried that she would not lose weight after giving birth, and worried that her face would become more and more serious due to pregnancy. The more freckles I have, the more I worry about the deeper and deeper stretch marks on my belly, the swollen hands and feet, and the baggy belly, the more I look forward to it, and I must have a son.

Fortunately, these worries are unnecessary, especially, there is no stretch mark on her stomach.

"Are you cold?" The anesthesiologist couldn't help asking when he saw the woman was shaking, and pulled the quilt covering her chest.

"Not cold." The mother shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"You're shaking." The anesthesiologist said. She is an anesthetist. After working for so many years, she knows very well that the mother is not cold.

"I don't know either." The mother said.

Ni Lehui cut off the umbilical cord and handed the baby to the nurse. The nurse took the baby to wash and weigh her.

"One is a daughter, born at 9:12, weighing 5 catties and 2 taels." The nurse carried the child in front of the mother, pasted it on the mother's face, and placed the child next to the mother.