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    The first to be born are the fetuses in the culture jar.  The two batches of embryos that were older than 1 month all died, and none of them were saved.  The last remaining Sons of Zad matured, and two hundred and sixty-four survived.  Of the nearly 200,000 embryos, only these 264 have touched the world outside the culture tank.  Su Muqiong divided into 264 phases to welcome the birth of these children.  She wanted to hug these little babies, but she couldn't - she didn't have the strength, she was already emaciated.  With white blankets, soft sheets, bright rooms, and a dreamy and childlike house designed, Su Muqiong has created an environment that children like.  She wants to do her best to give them a childhood like ordinary children - it may be extremely short, and most of them may be transferred to the intensive care unit immediately, but she is still willing to do her part in vain.  They are very different from ordinary newborns.  Ordinary newborns either cry loudly or fall asleep soundly. These children are different. They do not cry or fuss, are quiet and have their eyes open.  Ordinary newborns cannot open their eyes and have blurred vision because their vision is very poor when they are born.  But they weren't. All pairs of eyes were accurately focused on Su Muqiong.  Those eyes may be ignorant, or curious, or there is some hidden spirituality that is superior to human beings, but they are all filled with attachment.  Although it was the first day they left the culture tank, they had already seen her through the tank and were familiar with her, just like Su Muchion was familiar with them.  Children do not understand language, but they can keenly know who is good to them.  Looking at these innocent children, Su Muchion suddenly felt sad.  Although she has exhausted all methods and found a direction, how many of these children can wait until the day when she finds a way?  "Children, welcome to this world, I am your mother." Su Muqiong's heart ached, but a gentle smile appeared on her face: "As a gift of your birth, I started to give you names. First.  This fat girl." Su Muqiong touched the face of a little Huniu: "Your name is Qiuqiu, and from now on, you will be their sister" The little Huniu let out a sound of understanding and stretched out her hand.  Catching Su Muqiong's finger, her intelligence level seemed to be far higher than that of ordinary newborns.  The warm touch spread along her fingers and penetrated into the bottom of her heart.  For more than half a year, this was the only warmth, the only pure attachment she had come into contact with.  Su Muqiong wanted to laugh, but couldn't.  I want to cry, but I have to hold it back.  She suddenly tried her best to pick up the girl named Qiuqiu and put her in her arms. With red eyes, she murmured in a low voice: "Hold onHold onChildren, you all hold onMom will definitely  I will definitely cure you, and I will definitely end your pain!" Just when her mood fluctuated violently, severe pain suddenly came from her lower abdomen.  Su Muqiong¡¯s face turned pale and she was sweating like rain.  The fetus in the belly is about to be born!  With a thud, Su Muchion fell to the ground.  Within three minutes, she was carried onto the bed again, and was once again surrounded by a group of people in white coats, just like the time she vaguely recalled being anesthetized.  Waves of pain came through her, but she didn't scream at all.  These days, there is not a day when she is not in pain.  She just collapsed on the delivery bed, unconscious.  "Quick, the mother is in very bad condition" "Her physical strength is exhausted and her heartbeat is weak" "Switch to surgery, cesarean section" "No, based on her physical condition, cesarean section is too risky, and she is likely to die.  On the delivery bed" Various noisy sounds surrounded her, and sweat stuck her dry grass-like hair to her forehead. Su Muqiong's eyes were distracted and her consciousness was blurred.  At this moment, the space fluctuated, and an old-fashioned radio appeared in the delivery room.  There are classical, beautiful and familiar tunes playing on the radio.  [Green grass, gray] [White mist, boundless] [There is a seat, beauty] [On the water, one side] Su Muqiong suddenly took a sharp breath and opened her eyes.  She looked at the tape recorder, stretched out her hand with difficulty, and then tightened her grip - snap, the radio was split into countless pieces by the power of space, and the singing stopped abruptly.  The beautiful singing voice that once made her so fond of now only makes her feel furious.  The anger burned her strength, but at the same time, it also made her sober.  She forced herself to wake up, stood up and looked at her belly.  The body that was too thin could not bear the heavy physical labor of giving birth, so Su Muchion stretched out her hands, penetrated the space, and held the fetus directly.    She raised her arms with great effort, and the fetus was taken directly into her arms from the womb.  "Welcome tothis world" Su Muqiong pressed her face against the child's face and closed her eyes. She didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.  Her voice was very low and weak, as if she was talking in sleep, but she still persisted: "My baby Mommy will sing you a song A song for a good baby" [Little Swallow Wearing a floral dress]  October.  "Come on, baby, don't cry all the time give mommy a smile" The baby was placed in a glass cover with needles inserted all over his body.  Su Muchion touched the glass cover with a heartbreaking smile on her face: "Mom, you know, the baby must be in pain, right? Believe me, I will cure you" [Come here every spring] November.  "Don't diedon't diedon't die" Su Muqiong held a child in her arms. The child's hands tightly grasped her sleeves and looked at her closely with a pair of eyes. His body was shaking with pain, but he did not cry.  .  "Hold on, hold on all of you Mom has almost found a way to save you Don't die!" Su Muqiong hugged him tightly, but could not stop his trembling.  When the trembling reached its peak, there was only a click sound and a crack appeared on the child's body.  Su Muqiong shuddered. When she lowered her head, she saw those innocent eyes turning into dust in her hands.  Of the two hundred and sixty-four children, there are now only forty-seven left.  ¡°Ahhhhhh¡ª¡ª!¡± Su Muqiong roared in pain and hit the ground with her fist in despair.  The little girl crawled over and gently held her hand, as if to comfort her.  Su Muqiong wiped his eyes and stood up, then stumbled and fell down again.  "Hold on, babies, hold on, it's going to be soon!" She must be strong and have no time to be sad.  ¡¾I asked Yanzi why you came¡¿ December.  "I found itI found itI found the way!" Su Muqiong had disheveled hair and skinny bones, and even the vitality in his bone marrow had been squeezed out.  Now she can only move in a wheelchair: "As long as you wait a little longer, I can prepare the medicine, and I can save you!" The space flickered, and Su Muchion appeared in the baby's room.  But her ecstasy suddenly froze. Originally, there should be sixteen children here, but now, there are only four left.  "Childrenchildren" Su Muqiongmu was startled: "Where are the children"
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