467 The Results Are Out (1/3)
Chapter 467 The result came out (13)
At seven o'clock in the morning, Mu Yucheng, who had been cultivating for a night, stretched out in front of the computer, then got up, yawning, and high-fiving with colleagues in the project team: "Finally, everyone, go back to rest early, It's been hard work..."
Like people in the IT industry, this kind of life is actually the norm. When a project comes, day and night are reversed, and continuous overtime is a common occurrence.
After completing this project, I can basically relax for a while. Mu Yucheng can't think about it too much. He is also in a hurry to get off work now. Before the crowd at work, he took the subway home. He just wanted to lie in bed and have a good sleep. .
Mu Yucheng has a car, but the road conditions in Yangcheng are often congested, especially during the rush hour, so he basically does not drive when he comes to work. It's better to take the subway. Mu Yucheng made a good discovery in the subway today.
"Hey, eldest brother, can I take a look at your newspaper?" Mu Yucheng pointed to the entertainment newspaper in the hand of the man sitting opposite him, and asked enthusiastically.
The man glanced at Mu Yucheng, who was well-dressed but with thick black bags under his eyes. He was a little pitiful, and he stuffed the newspaper over.
While thanking Mu Yucheng, he opened it and found the news he had just seen.
"The model husband is Yang Yi, and it was because of her that he appeared on the streets of Yangcheng in the middle of the night! 》
The title is well written, a typical suspenseful title, half-covered, and doesn't tell you the specific event. Mu Yucheng was attracted by this title and couldn't help but want to take a look.
The content is actually nothing, that is, Yang Yi went out in the middle of the night to buy Murphy a late-night snack - the stories made up by the reporters themselves were mistakenly mistaken!
But Mu Yucheng still scratched his head in annoyance, he didn't know Yang Yi came to Yangcheng! Murphy is holding a concert in Yangcheng. He should buy a ticket to watch it. Although he was really not free last night, the newspapers said that Yang Yi sang at Murphy's concert again!
Although on Yang Yi's personal website, someone from Sahara Publishing House broke the news that Yang Yi already has the intention to hold a signing meeting, but the ghost knows when this guy will hold a signing meeting?
"I don't know if Yang Yi has gone back! It's really a pity that I couldn't meet me in person at my home in Yangcheng!" Mu Yucheng shook his head regretfully, but he still returned the newspaper, he should go back Wash and sleep.
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Yang Yi hasn't gone back yet. At this moment, he is taking Murphy to the Yangcheng Third Hospital for an examination. This place was contacted by Fu Jun for him. It is related, so don't worry about being leaked.
Of course, he couldn't bring everyone with him. The goal was too big and it was easy to expose. Only Xixi followed, and Mo Henian, who had been black-faced when he heard that Murphy might be pregnant again.
No need to line up, Murphy on an empty stomach returned to the lounge specially provided by the doctor after drawing blood, and had to wait about an hour for the result.
There is breakfast provided in the hospital, Yang Yi waited for Murphy to come back and explained, and then went to get Murphy breakfast.
At this time, Xixi, who didn't know what happened, ran over curiously. She looked at the arm that Murphy was pressing with the cotton swab, and was a little scared, but she still asked with concern: "Mama, does it hurt?"
"It hurts!" Murphy said, frowning deliberately.
"What can I do then?" the little girl asked worriedly.
"Come and kiss Mama, it won't hurt after kissing!" Murphy smiled and brought his profile closer.
When the little girl heard the words, she stretched out her little hand, hugged her mother's face, and offered her own kiss on her mother's cheek. After the kiss, Xixi looked at her mother nervously and asked, "Mama, are you feeling better?"
"Mama, thank you Xixi!" Murphy smiled and kissed her on the forehead.
Xixi was not particularly happy, she continued chatteringly: "Mama, I also know that injections will be very painful! Me, so I don't like injections!"
"But if you're sick, you still need an injection!" Murphy threw the cotton swab into the trash.
"But I don't want an injection." Xixi hugged Murphy's knee and muttered sadly, "Mama, can I not get an injection?"
"I didn't say that you are getting an injection now, and you are not sick. Mama is just an example, saying that you should get an injection if you are sick." Murphy laughed.
"Then Mama, can I not get sick?" Xixi pursed her lips and said aggrievedly.
At this moment, Yang Yi came back with a breakfast plate with an egg, a bowl of white porridge, and a small plate of pickles made of sour radish. He took Murphy's share, because everyone else ate breakfast, and he asked Mo Henian just now and got a big black face.
"Let's have breakfast, that's all for the hospital's breakfast. I don't know what you like to eat. Just take one of each, and simply eat some!" Yang Yi said to Murphy softly.
However, before Murphy could answer, Xixi ran over pitifully, hugged her father's leg, and said, "Baba, I don't want an injection."
"You don't need injections! What injections are you okay?" Yang Yi rubbed the little girl's head with a smile and said, "I brought my mother for an examination today."
"But, but if Xixi is sick, don't give it an injection, okay? The injection hurts!" Xixi looked at her father pitifully with her big eyes and pleaded.
Yang Yi glanced at Murphy, who was snickering beside him, and smiled helplessly: "It's okay, no injections, we can take medicine!"
The little girl was happy.
She climbed into the chair, squeezed beside her mother, and asked curiously, "Mama, what do you have for breakfast?"
"You see, there are eggs, white porridge, and this, stuffed radishes!" Murphy didn't quite understand the name of this side dish, so he had to make up his own name.
"There is no meat in the porridge, it's not delicious." Xixi shook her head.
Murphy had already started eating. She had no appetite at first, but she picked up a piece of sour radish and put it in her mouth. The cold, sour and sweet taste instantly made her eyes light up.
"Hey, this is delicious!" Murphy felt that her appetite had returned, and she felt relish even drinking the white porridge. She picked up a piece of sour radish and said, "Xixi, this is delicious, do you want to try it?"
Xixi nodded vigorously, opened her small mouth, and bit the sour radish her mother had brought.
This taste is really good, the little girl eats her mouth full of saliva: "It's delicious, Ma Ma, I still want it!"
"What about Mama? There's not enough Mama to eat!" Murphy took several pieces. She didn't want to eat eggs, just like eating this, she had white porridge.
"What's so difficult about this? I'll bring you another plate back!" Yang Yi stood up diligently and said.
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I don't know how long it took, and finally, the doctor came in with the test sheet. Yang Yi, who had been waiting a little anxiously, stood up quickly, followed by Mo Henian. The old man, like Yang Yi, was taller than Murphy. Also nervous.
"Doctor Dou, how are the test results?" Yang Yi asked, his expression was very exciting, he wanted to know the results, and he was worried that it wasn't what he wanted, and he was nervous.
The doctor smiled slightly, handed over the test sheet, and said, "Congratulations! Miss Mo is indeed pregnant! In the future, you should pay more attention to Miss Mo's body, and don't overwork yourself..."
Yang Yi couldn't hear what the doctor said later.
"I'm really pregnant!" I saw Yang Yi turned around excitedly and hugged Mo Henian, who was closest to him, and said happily, "Dad, Murphy is really pregnant! You have another grandson or granddaughter. !"
Mo Henian pushed him away with a look of disgust: "Okay, I can hear it, you don't need to repeat it."
In fact, the old man was also very happy, and he didn't particularly care about Yang Yi's slightly offensive behavior. It's just that he couldn't be nice to Yang Yi.
Yang Yi didn't take it seriously. He was still in a state of ecstasy. He turned around and hugged Murphy in his arms again, and said proudly: "Did you hear? You are really pregnant!"
"I heard it!" Murphy laughed when she saw Yang Yi as happy as a child.
Yang Yi wanted to hold her up high at first, but worried about hurting the child, and put her down nervously. I saw him carefully supporting Murphy and said, "Be careful when you walk in the future. In the next few months, you will be a giant panda and need special care!"
While feeling Yang Yi's thoughtfulness, Murphy couldn't help laughing at his nervous appearance. She smiled and said angrily, "Are you stupid? It's just been pregnant, how old is the child? Do you need to be so careful? "
Had Murphy ever had a baby, she knew what the process was like.
However, Yang Yi's silly appearance still made her feel warm. She is not as pitiful as she used to be, it is nice to have someone to take care of her!
Yang Yi was still very excited, he thanked and sent the doctor away, ran back, picked up Xixi who was still in a daze, and kissed and kissed.
"Oh! Baba, what's wrong with you?" The little girl shrank her neck and giggled.
"Xixi, your Mama is going to give you another brother or sister, are you happy?" Yang Yi asked with a smile.
"Really? Where are the younger brother and sister?" Xixi finally understood, she asked in surprise.
In fact, the little girl has been talking about wanting to be a sister for a long time. Ever since Chen Shiyun told them that her mother would have a baby, the envious Xixi has always wanted to be a sister like Chen Shiyun.
"Brothers and sisters haven't come out yet! They are still in mother's belly. It will take more than nine months before you can see them!" Yang Yi said with a smile.
Today is guaranteed for the third time, because tomorrow is Xiaohan's birthday, I have to go to dinner with my family today, I don't have enough time to write chapter four, please forgive me. In addition~ birthday bowls for blessing~(づ￣ 3￣)づ