Chapter 553 Jingxing Qingyun

  An Jing realized something was wrong. Her youngest son's breathing was much weaker than that of the other three children. She was extremely nervous and grabbed Xiao Changyi's hand: "Xianggong, our child he—"

   She was really worried that her son, like Pan Fan's son, was born and destined to live soon.

  Xiao Changyi immediately reassured: "No worries about life, don't worry too much, it's just that you are born with some deficiencies and need medicine."

  It is normal for one child to be born with insufficiency. Quiet can understand it, but this is her child, the child she gave birth to in October. Understanding is understanding, but she can't accept it.

   But she still asked: "Can you be cured by taking medicine?"

"Jiang Yu said that it is very likely that he will have to take medicine in his life." Immediately, he quickly added: "I have written to the old man and asked the old man to send Fang Shicai to come and take a look. If Fang Shicai thinks so, We will send people to visit famous doctors again."

   After being silent for a long time, he said, "Master, I don't want our child to become a medicine jar. If he is destined to become a medicine jar, I will admit it, but if there is a possibility that it can be cured, I will not give up."

   "Yes." Xiao Changyi nodded. "I will also ask the old man to post the emperor list and find us a famous doctor."

   This is her and his child, she will not give up treatment, and of course he will not give up.

   He also didn't want to see his son be like a medicine jar all his life.

  Quiet no longer said anything, but looked at her young son with distress.

After a long while, she looked at the other three healthy children, at the children's white and tender faces, at the children's small eyes, small noses, and small mouths. The eldest son closed his eyes and fell asleep again, and the three little guys all slept soundly.

   Slowly, her little son who was in poor health also closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Quietly looked at the four children in their family, her heart was unbelievably soft, and her eyes were full of tenderness. She was afraid of disturbing the children, but she opened her mouth again, but her voice was much smaller than before: "Xianggong, before we I thought it was two, but I didn't expect it to be four, so don't we have to think of two more names?"

Xiao Changyi said: "I don't want the two names I thought of before, and I will take them again. Meng Lanqing said, when you gave birth, the sky showed a vision and the clouds were colorful. When all our four children were born, the cloud of auspiciousness will slow down. Let’s go slowly. Jing Xing Qingyun, good luck, for the sake of good luck, we will name our children after Jing Xing Qingyun, Jing, Yixing, Yiqing, Yiyun, what do you think?”

   "Okay." Quiet is fine. After a pause, she smiled again: "The eldest and the second are your surnames, and the third and fourth are my surnames."

  Xiao Changyi actually wanted the children to have the surname of Jingjing, but Jingjing had the intention to let the child take his surname, and he would not refuse, but nodded: "Yes."

Quiet glanced over the faces of their four sons one by one, and whispered the names of the four little guys: "Su Yijing, Su Yixing, An Yiqing, An Yiyun. Jinger, Xinger, Qing’er, Yun’er…”

  Xiao Changyi has long been given the national surname 'Su', since the child has his surname, it is naturally Su.

   Just when Jingjing called the four little guys their names, Xiao Changyi got up, went out, and asked Meng Zhuqing, who was guarding the door, to ask the two mothers to make An Jing a bowl of egg noodles.

   Then, he entered the inner room again.

   Then, he moved the shaker to the bedside.

   (end of this chapter)