Chapter 915: Little Star's Birth

hat shared scent of mint. Now, she finally understood.Today, she must have been crazy to open that window to her soul to him.The window she had just opened was now firmly shut again, without a second...Tong Yimo slowly opened her eyes.

"Leng Ye let out a sigh, his heart aching as he kissed Tong Yimo's forehead. His voice was hoarse. "I'm sorry, Yimo! I'm so sorry, Yimo! It's my fault! I shouldn't have yelled at you! Yimo, believe me! I haven't done anything to hurt you! I really haven't!"

"Big brother, am I about to die" Tong Yimo asked in a weak voice.

In the cold night, Chen Jin held Tong Yimo tightly and comforted her: "No! You won't die! I'm here! I won't let you die..."

Ten minutes later...

Lien Hua Sheng rushed over with people. Leng Ye Chen carried Tong Yi Mo onto the car and they drove to a private hospital together.

Although the little girl was born safely, her health condition was not good and she was sent to an incubator.

After Pei Ran finished resuscitating the little girl in the incubator, she looked at the little girl who had been crying silently in the incubator, frowned, and said to Lian Zhongkai beside her dejectedly: "Just now, the mother had a massive hemorrhage. Perhaps this little girl has a spiritual connection with Yimo and wants to protect her mother, so she made an instinctive reaction, causing umbilical cord blood transfusion, which damaged her own body, so she didn't even have the strength to cry."

"What do you mean" Lian Zhongkai looked at Pei Ran with a puzzled expression.

Pei Ran simply explained in a few words: “This little girl transferred her own blood through the umbilical cord to Yimo, saving Yimo's life. So, if this little girl can't make it through tonight, we can only mourn her loss.”

"How, how could this be" Leon Keaton exclaimed in disbelief.

Pei Ran lowered her eyes and shook her head helplessly.

This evening, Leng Ye Shen was running back and forth between Tong Yi Mo and the little girl.

After Tong Yimo woke up, the first thing she did was ask about the little girl's condition.

Leng Ye Chen could only lie to Tong Yi Mo: "The little one was born prematurely, so she has to sleep in an incubator, but she's fine."

"Does she have a name then" Tong Yimo asked weakly from her hospital bed.

Leng Yechen smiled faintly: "Yes! Her name is Xing'er! Tonight, the stars are shining brightly, and the little girl is as lovely as a star."

Tong Yimo subconsciously looked out the window.

Under the indigo night sky, there are indeed countless stars twinkling.

"Xing'er, what a lovely name," Tong Yimo smiled with satisfaction.

On a cold night, Chen leaned down and kissed Tong Yimo's forehead. He took her hand and gazed into her eyes, saying with deep affection, "From now on, I will protect you well, and our little Xing'er."

Two months later…

Tong Yimo finally met her little cotton-padded jacket, Xing'er.

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When Leng Yechen brought the little girl to her face, the baby in her swaddling clothes was as white and clean as snow. She had two bright, watery eyes that looked just like a cute little angel.

Little Yanchen, who is already four years old, also came over and stood on the sofa, leaning on Tong Yimo's shoulder, wanting to see what his younger sister looked like.

"Xiao Chen, this is your little sister. From now on, we'll both dote on our little sister, okay" Tong Yi Mo leaned her body slightly, letting Xiao Yan Chen have a look at Xiaoxing Er.

Xiao Yanchen curiously reached out his finger and gently poked Xiaoxinger's chubby cheeks.

Xiaoxing looked at Xiao Yanchen, a cute smile appeared on her little face.

"Our little sister seems to really like her older brother," Leng Yechen said teasingly.

Tong Yimo hugged Xiaoxing'er and nodded happily: "They are siblings after all, they liked each other at first sight."

Since the little girl came into their home, Tong Yimo focused all her energy on her.

Xiao Yanchen was also very sensible, not jealous at all. After returning from kindergarten every day, the first thing he did was to look at his little sister, make her laugh, and tell her stories.

She had even forgotten the scent of his perfume on a cold night.

However, Leng Ye Chen did not forget that he had later given his clothes to Lian Hua Sheng.

After Lian Hua helped to analyze it, they did find a mixture of several fragrant chemicals on his clothes.

Before, Leng Yechen had been busy taking care of Tong Yimo and Little Xing'er, he hadn't had a chance to tell Leng Yechen.

When Leng Yechen had some free time, Lian Huasheng called Leng Yechen to his laboratory.

"This report came out two months ago. Seeing that you were too busy with the mother and daughter, I didn't tell you. Now, you finally have some free time. That's right, these substances on your clothes are high-end perfumes commonly used by women to attract the opposite sex, and it's not just one kind, it's a mixture of several." Lian Huasheng took the report and said to Leng Yeshen solemnly, "However, this mixed perfume is more sensitive for pregnant women and can easily lead to miscarriage."

"Why didn't I smell it" Leng Yeshen racked his brains, but he couldn't figure out why and couldn't think of who the suspicious person who had harmed Mo was.

"When you're in a smelly environment for too long, your sense of smell develops antibodies to that particular smell, so you can no longer smell it yourself," Lian Huasheng explained.

Leng Yechen rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. It seemed he really shouldn't have blamed Yimo and misunderstood her that night.

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