Chapter 769: 3 twins

On the eve of the fourth game between the Pistons and the Knicks, Ephraim gave birth to triplets for Mo Mengchen.
The eldest daughter Loriya, the second daughter Irene, the last child born was also the last baby boy found in the B-mode ultrasound.
Mo Mengchen never thought of giving him a name until he saw the boy's first glance.
He thought of it.
His English name is Sugla, and his Chinese name—Sugla is among Mo Mengchen’s children, and the only child with a Chinese name—Mo Mengchen follows the name of the old Mo family, such as his grandfather Mo Yuanhang’s father hoped that he would have great ambitions and a voyage of thousands of miles, so he was named Yuanhang; later Mo Yuanhang hoped that his son, Mo Gaochen’s father Mo Gaofei, would gallop the sky like an eagle, although this beautiful wish did not achieve.
Then it was Momochen now, and it was Momochen himself, and he would also give Sugra a name belonging to the Mo family.
He didn't know what the child would be like in the future. He was just born, and he couldn't see anything special about him.
Just seeing his first glance, Mo Mengchen felt that the child would be very promising in the future.
According to the tradition of the old Mo family, Mo Mengchen named his youngest child Mo Wuchen.
The night the triplets were born, the Western Conference semifinals were in full swing, and the Lakers became the first team to advance to the division finals. They swept their opponents 4-0.
This is the second consecutive round of sweeping the opponent.
OK, which seems to have a big problem, in the continuous victory, the contradiction seems to be covered up.
Also in the Western Conference semifinals, the Kings and Trail Blazers fell in love with each other, regardless of ups and downs.
In the first four games, the Kings and Trail Blazers each defended their home games, drawing a big score, which means that they need to play at least six games to win or lose.
Due to the condition of the delivery room, Mo Mengchen was not in a mood to watch the game last night. He had been waiting for news outside the delivery room until Ephraim gave birth to the baby.
"Why is it called Sousa Jr.?"
Xiao San was named by Falian for Mo Wuwei. Now she is lying on the bed, her face pale, but she is in good spirits.
Mo Mengchen said: "I want him to be as great as Socrates."
"So why not call him Socrates directly?"
"This is the uniqueness of Primary Three. Our child is'Sugula has no bottom.'"
Unfortunately, Ephraim couldn't understand this stalk, and she pretended to understand, shifted the subject, and asked about the game last night.
"I didn't pay attention, there wouldn't be any suspense anyway." Mo Mengchen analyzed the Western Conference playoffs.
The Lakers are still a big player. No team can threaten the Lakers except the Blazers and Kings.
But the competitiveness of the Trail Blazers and the Kings, unlike the 76ers and Knicks in the East, is a huge threat to the Pistons.
The king is too young, the trailblazers are too soft, OK is not messy, it is completely okay to rush out of the west.
The news that Ephraim gave birth to the triplets quickly spread through the hospital.
Countless people congratulated Mo Mengchen, and some media with different intentions noticed that he suddenly announced a sore knee three days ago and was absent from training for several days.
Because of this, fans are still very worried.
Other people's injuries are trivial. Mo Mengchen's injuries, even minor sprains or cramps, are a matter of life and death in the eyes of fans.
Everyone knows that Mo Mengchen has a terrible history of injuries. Every time his injury affects people's hearts, such things as knee pain can be large or small. Some people are fine, and some people have to focus on observation.
The special case of Mo Mengchen is even more important. The fans would rather he miss the fourth game against the Knicks than want to see him play with a sore knee.
Through the fan's psychology, these media have speculated the facts and truth.
Mo Mengchen deliberately released smoke bombs in order to take care of his laboring wife.
There is nothing wrong with this speculation, but avid fans will not accept this kind of speculation.
"Dor.Mo, a person with a sense of honor, how can he leave the team to care for his wife at this juncture?"
"Junk media, hacking my big Ethan again!"
"To tell a joke, Dor. Mo abandons his father for private."
This matter began to ferment from within Detroit, spreading to the back and becoming the focus of attention in the United States.
In desperation, this small media can only come forward to apologize and ask Mo Mengchen for forgiveness.
The public opinion environment throughout the Michigan area has completely changed.
Especially for the public opinion against Mo Mengchen, it is impossible to say anything bad. If there is a maverick, it must be attacked by the major media and fans.
Even the "Detroit Blue Flag", a pair of people who came out to touch the plunger of the piston in three days, could not mention Mo Mengchen.
The gang behind Mo Mengchen and the media supporting him are fierce.
Mo Menchen has long understood the power of public opinion. He has always attached great importance to his personal image.
Therefore, when facing the media, he will not show any detrimental image.
Facing fanatic fandom, he responded in a cold way, which won the praise of most sensible fans.
Coupled with the performance on the field, it is normal to win outside support and one-sided public opinion.
This spontaneous media war initiated by the media and fans did not affect him in any way, and he had never heard of it.
That night, they will play against the Knicks.
In the past three days, he has not touched the ball, did not train, and stayed outside the delivery room last night and waited for a few hours until this morning.
Hearing that Ephraim gave birth to triplets, Hill took Tamia to visit Saint Lucifer before the afternoon training began.
"I'm so strange. Why are the fans not seeing such obvious fraud?"
Tamia and Ephraim are chatting in the ward, Momo Chen and Hill are chatting outside.
"This shows that they believe in me." Mo Mengchen said narcissistically.
Then this guy took the trust of others as stinky shit? Hill glanced at the intensive care unit, and he never understood why the woman could not finish talking as soon as she met.
"Do you want to participate in training this afternoon?" Hill asked.
"I want to stay with her for a while." Mo Mengchen's thoughts haven't changed. "See you at night."
Hill was a bit worried about his condition: "But you haven't touched the ball for three consecutive days, you know, I will find a way to sleep with a basketball when I am injured..."
"You still have such a perverted hobby?"
Very good, give him a ball for Thanksgiving next year.
"You listened to me." Hill patiently said, "Although I will find a way to sleep with the ball, Tamia always takes the ball away when I fall asleep."
Husband would rather hold the ball to sleep than hug her, who can bear such a thing?
Mo Mengchen really felt that Tamia had loved him very much without letting Hill hold the ball to the living room.
"Why are you smiling so strangely?" Hill looked at him strangely.
"Laughing strangely?" Mo Mengchen grinned, "Is there?"
Hill stayed until 3:30.
Then Tamia stayed alone, and Hill went alone to the Henry Ford Training Center.
Mo Mengchen entered the ward, and the communication between Ephraim and Tamia had not stopped. He had the same idea as Hill.
Why are there always endless words between women?
They talked about the experience of childbearing and childbirth, especially the production process, Tamia described the process as crawling out of hell.
Because she was incontinent when she gave birth to Laila, and the scene was extremely embarrassing. That was the most shameful moment in her life.
Ephraim thought it was the second thrilling thing she experienced.
So what is the first thrilling thing? Mo Mengchen continued to listen with a little curiosity, but they had too many topics. After not staying on this matter for a long time, they turned a corner and moved to the parenting classics.
So Mo Mengchen could not know today "What is the most thrilling thing Ephraim has experienced".
"Meng Chen, go train."
Suddenly, Ephraim said to Mo Mengchen.
"I want to spend more time with you." Mo Mengchen said.
Tamia turned her head dissatisfiedly: "Doctor Mo, do you think it is not enough for me to be with Ephraim?"
Enough is enough, Mo Mengchen is just not reconciled.
He wanted to know what the most thrilling thing Ephraim passed by.
With Tamia in, Ephraim will not be alone, and Mo Mengchen has no reason to stay. If he leaves now, he can catch up with the last training before the start of the game. At least he can touch the basketball and find a feeling, so as not to be in a bad state at night. .
Even if Mo Mengchen wanted to stay, he couldn't.
The women have already issued a guest order.
"Will you watch the game at night?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Tamia answered before Ephraim: "If the doctor allows it, why not?"
Mo Mengchen said goodbye to them. Before leaving, he glanced at the triplets before opening the door of the ward, and met Medela outside.
"You are here to stay with Ephraim." Mo Mengchen thought about another mahjong that could join the table.
Medela entered the delivery room with snacks.
Mo Mengchen glanced back at her. Sivers has Monica and Ephraim has triplets, and she seems to have nothing.
Medela didn’t complain, and there was no other indication that Mo Mengchen couldn’t quite guess what she was thinking~EbookFREE.me~In the parking lot of Saint Lucifer, Hill leaned on Mo Mengchen’s car, waiting for this The owner of the car arrived.
Although Hill did not convince Mo Mengchen, he left Tamia. He believed that once a second woman joined, there would be no place for Mo Mengchen in the ward.
"I knew you would come!" Hill saw Mo Mengchen's eyebrows and smiled.
"Sure enough, it's still women who understand women best." Mo Mengchen saw everything at first sight.
"Who do you say is a woman?"
"Mother used to call a man or a woman?"
"Usually a woman."
"Who is the Pistons mother?"
"I."
Mo Mengchen opened the car door and asked lightly: "Who is a woman? Didn't you give the answer?"