Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

The female doctor smiled kindly and pointed to the small screen next to her. Look, these three yolk sacs all have fetal heartbeats.

While Qiao Xiaman was happy, he couldn't help but feel worried on his face.

"Doctor, are triplets dangerous to pregnant women?"

The young couple didn't understand, but she had been through this before, and she was already very tired even with one pregnancy, let alone three now.

She really felt sorry for Ran Ran.

When Song Yan heard that she was in danger of having triplets, she felt like her mouth was boiling.

He looked at his wife's belly worriedly, "Doctor, this..."

The female doctor's brows relaxed, "It's very hard to have triplets, but her physical condition is good, and the mother's embryonic development is normal. I think we can give it a try, but it will be harder to be a family member later."

"Pregnant women should pay more attention to themselves and should be fine."

Soon after the first prenatal check-up, when Mr. Kan heard that he was pregnant with triplets, he was so excited that he announced it to the whole world with a loudspeaker.

Fortunately, Qiao Xiaman persuaded him to stop, otherwise the old man would have made a plan to give out red envelopes on the spot.

Then, the old man took a deep look at Song Yan and patted him heavily on the shoulder.

His eyes were filled with satisfaction, he is such a good boy, he has talent.

Song Yan was silent for a long time before saying, "Grandpa, Ran Ran is very hard like this."

Mr. Kan: .......

That's right, I'm a little worried.

"No, should we start hospitalization now?"

Mr. Kan gave his advice seriously, and Song Yan thought about it and it seemed like a good idea.

"Stop, stop!"

Li Qingran wanted to laugh a little, "Grandpa, Ayan, how can you start hospitalization right now? I'm not a patient."

"Yes, yes, it's unlucky." Mr. Kan was confused.

Looking at the two children, one old and one young, whose IQs were about to drop into negative numbers, Li Qingran raised her eyebrows.

"I am also a doctor, have you forgotten?"

"But......"

"Okay, Deputy Song, if you act like this, I'm going to suspect that you have prenatal depression."

Song Yan: I think I have already started.

The four people left the hospital and were discussing where to go for dinner when they heard a loud noise.

Many people ran out one after another, shouting as they ran, "Someone is going to jump off the building, someone is going to jump off the building."

Only then did a few people look up.

I saw a woman wearing a hospital gown standing on the roof with disheveled hair and a pale face.

I couldn't hear clearly what was being said, but I kept crying.

"Comrade, don't jump, there is something we cannot discuss!"

The people below advised him one after another.

"Ran Ran, I'm going to help."

No rescuers had come to the scene yet, and a short, fat doctor in a white coat was running around anxiously.

"Don't jump. We can talk about it carefully. If you jump down, nothing will happen."

The woman glanced downstairs.

"Ayan, it's too late, she stepped out with one foot."

Song Yan frowned. He jumped down from the third and a half floor and caught him. He probably wouldn't die.

"Ah!!!! Dead!"

The woman moved forward and fell downstairs.

Qiao Xiaman covered Li Qingran's eyes and said, "Pregnant women cannot watch."

At the same time, Song Yan was ready to pick up people.

"What are you doing? Performing martial arts?" A burst of broken Chinese was extremely obvious in the terrified screams.

"Bang -" sound.

"what!!!!!"

Everyone was stunned.

Song Yan held the woman in pain, feeling that his hand was about to break.

And the foreign devil who just spoke was still pressed under him.

"Woooooo-"

Hearing the person below him whimper, the person next to him reacted.

A group of people rushed forward and carried the fainted woman onto a stretcher.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not dead."

"If it weren't for the gay man just now, this woman would be dead."

"Who is this foreign devil?"

Li Qingran walked over quickly.

"How about it?"

He took his hands and inspected them, pressing them with his fingertips to check the injuries.

"This is more than the third floor. If it were any higher, you wouldn't want these hands."

Song Yan listened to his wife's words and smiled.

"I'm a soldier, so I can't just look away and not help."

"Yes, yes, we, Deputy Song, are right."

It wasn't that I didn't want him to save me, but I felt distressed when I saw him injured.

Dog men don't know how to take care of themselves.

However, there is nothing wrong with saving people. Hey, no wonder people say it is difficult to be a military wife. Now she knows it.

No matter what happens, your identity dictates that you cannot just sit idly by.

Song Yan listened to his wife's inner words and wanted to comfort her.

"hiss--"

"Don't move." Li Qingran angrily pretended to take out the acupuncture kit from the pocket on her waist.

He took out a few silver needles and stabbed Song Yan's arm hard.

Let you make me unhappy.

Song Yan helplessly and dotingly endured his wife's minor complaints silently, but her daughter-in-law still supported him in her heart.

"Get out of the way, let me go, let me go!"

Li Qingran almost didn't get hit.

Song Yan made a clever move and hugged his wife with his injured arm, protecting her in his arms.

He looked at the reckless foreign devil behind him very unhappily.

"What do you want to do?"

"Are you a Chinese medicine practitioner?" Although the Chinese is broken, I can still understand it.

"How do you know this acupuncture technique?" (Let's read it the way foreigners speak Chinese.)

Li Qingran raised her eyes and glanced at him. The foreigner had black hair and three-dimensional features, but he had a pair of blue eyes and his skin was very white.

Thinking that Li Qingran didn't understand, the foreign devil danced anxiously and kept saying in his hands, "That's it, that one..."

Qiao Xiaman stepped forward and said in English: "What are you going to do?"

"Great, you know English. Madam, could you please help me ask her why she knows this set of acupuncture techniques?"

Qiao Xiaman frowned, but still turned to translate for them, "Ran Ran, do you know this foreign devil?"

Li Qingran shook her head. She understood, but she didn't speak in order not to be exposed.

She was guessing the identity of the young man in front of her.

The acupuncture method she used on Song Yan just now was one she learned from the "Palace Acupuncture Manual" left by her adoptive parents.

It should be regarded as a family tradition of the Ai family.

How does the foreign devil in front of him know?

After thinking about my adoptive father's experience of studying abroad, he probably didn't leave any children behind, right?

"Aunt, tell him that my adoptive father gave it to me."

Qiao Xiaman explained it to the young man in English fluently.

The young man's eyes suddenly shone brightly, making Li Qingran hairy.

Could this foreign devil really be his adoptive father's son?

Song Yan listened to his wife's inner thoughts and looked at the foreign devil with blank eyes. Apart from his hair, there was nothing that looked like his father-in-law in Dahe Village.

I didn't expect my father-in-law to have such ability.