Chatper 261 (1/2)

When he came to the hospital again, the smell of disinfectant stimulated Song's only sense of smell.

Standing in front of the ward door, Song Weiyi took a deep breath, then raised his hand, and knocked lightly on the closed door a few times.

The sound of "knock knock" startled the people inside.

Zhao Mengmeng supported her mother leaning on the hospital bed, walked quickly to the door, and asked, "Who is it?"

Opening the door, he saw Song Weiyi standing outside.

"Song Weiyi, why are you here?" Zhao Mengmeng looked at her friend outside the door in shock.

Only Song Weiyi was alone, without Pei Yibai's company, she curled her lips quietly, but also breathed a sigh of relief.

After knowing Pei Yibai's identity, Zhao Mengmeng became much less courageous than before, and behaved obediently with her tail between her legs.

"I'll take a look at Auntie, is Auntie okay?" Song Weiwei asked gently.

Zhao's mother's physical condition was really poor beyond expectation. This was the only time Song knew that she had been admitted to the hospital because of the child in her stomach.

"Fortunately, don't just stand outside the door, come in." Zhao Mengmeng closed the door behind her.

Song Weiyi saw Aunt Zhao sitting on the hospital bed, her complexion was pale, and her complexion was much worse than what Song Weiyi had imagined.

The conversation between the two attracted Zhao's mother. She looked up and saw that it was Song Weiyi, and smiled softly: "It's the only one, why are you here?"

Zhao's mother's voice was very gentle, completely different from Fu Zining's pretending to be virtuous and gentle, it was from the heart.

Over the years, Song Weiyi has seen Zhao's mother no less than a hundred times, and he is already very familiar with her.

It's hard to imagine that such a gentle and charming mother would raise such a cute and daring daughter.

Song Weiyi felt sour, and suddenly thought of his mother who had passed away. In fact, Aunt Zhao was very similar to her mother, both of whom were very temperamental and gentle as water.

She put the fruit basket beside her, walked around the hospital bed, and stood in front of Zhao's mother.

"I'll come to see Aunt Zhao, to see if she has been unbecoming recently, so she came to the hospital again."

Zhao's mother was in a good mood, and asked Song Weiyi to sit down, "It's because the child is not good."

She touched her stomach, which had been slightly swollen in the past four months, like a small ball.

Song Weiyi was a little surprised, "How old is the baby?"

She has never been in contact with pregnant women, so she is very novel about such a swollen belly.

Seeing the curiosity on Song Weiyi's face, Zhao's mother was even happier: "It's almost four months."

"Huh?" What is the concept of four months?

Song Wei only knew that she was pregnant in October, but didn't understand the meaning of it.

"That is, you can basically see the baby's little hands and feet, and you can know her gender." Mother Zhao said with a smile.

Zhao Mengmeng pushed the chair and sat down in front of her, while peeling the apples, without raising her head, she said, "Yes, my younger brother is so cute, he must be a mischievous master in the future, and the two of them will have a lot to worry about in the future." when."

Song Weiyi chuckled, the words revealed a sour taste, is Mengmeng jealous with her unborn brother?