Li Qingcang's **** and lonely voice slowly sounded in Ye Tianxin's ears.

Ye Tian's heart was stuck, why didn't he understand her good intentions?

"I just don't want you to worry."

Li Qingcang turned his head, looking at Ye Tianxin's tearful eyes, his heartache was like a knife.

"Sweetheart, you don't say anything, I'm more worried about you."

"Okay, I am correcting my mistakes. No matter whether it is good or bad in the future, I will not hide from you, okay?"

Ye Tianxin burst into tears and smiled, and she raised three fingers to indicate that she would definitely correct it.

Say what you have in the future!

No more concealment.

"It's about the same."

Li Qingcang kissed Ye Tianxin's face, he stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corner of Ye Tianxin's eyes.

"My wife, you have worked hard."

"It's not hard work, it's the children who work hard. They have to fight the virus by themselves."

When Ye Tianxin thought of the children, she got up.

Standing behind Ye Tianxin, Li Qingcang gathered Ye Tianxin's hair intimately, moving gently and soothingly.

"Husband, let's go, we have to watch the children."

Li Qingcang took Ye Tianxin's hand and jokingly said, "My wife, since you have children, you have only children in your eyes. If this continues, I will suffer from postpartum depression."

Ye Tianxin laughed out loud when she heard Li Qingcang's faint words.

"What nonsense, postpartum depression is not a good disease."

Every year, how many women after childbirth die because of postpartum depression.

This number is extremely large.

Even some people don't think postpartum depression is a disease.

Most people around postpartum depression even feel that the mother is particularly hypocritical.

So many women in the world have given birth to children, why haven't you seen them sick?

"I know." Li Qingcang was worried that Ye Tianxin would suffer from postpartum depression after giving birth. He also deliberately went to learn about the book about postpartum depression, "Wife, what do you want to tell me, otherwise, I I'm worried about you suffering from postpartum depression."

"Yes, I understand."

Ye Tianxin thought to herself, how could a young girl who is so sunny and cheerful herself suffer from postpartum depression? This is completely impossible.

The two returned to Xiaojin and Youyou.

The parents on both sides stayed in the ward. Wu Tong and Li Xing said at the same time, "You go back to rest today, and we will take care of the children."

Taking care of children, especially those who are sick, is a particularly painful thing.

The Xie Xuning husband and wife and Li Xing have discussed, and take care of the children in shifts.

If Ye Tianxin is really taking care of these two children alone, they are worried that Xiaojin and Youyou are not doing well, and Sweetheart's physical or mental problems will be in trouble.

"Dad, mom, no, I'm fine, if I can't hold on anymore, I will tell you again, okay?"

Ye Tianxin sat aside, looking at Xiaojin and Yoyo.

Her children, she wants to watch them.

If the children are not sick, Ye Tianxin may still agree to leave.

But now, the children are sick.

How could Ye Tianxin leave.

Moreover, only she knows how heart-burning the children cry.

She can bear such pain alone.

"Yeah, Dad, Mom has me."

Li Qingcang patted his chest to make sure.

Li Xing and Wu Tong looked at each other, both of them were silent.

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