Chapter 9 Likeness, Individuality, Madness, and Son

"How is this...... Ahh

The maid's scream, together with the loud noise of Fang Cai, interrupted the conversation between Mother Fu and Zhou Anqian, the baby was affected by the noise here, with a pair of big watery eyes, wanting to look this way, Zhou Anqian hurriedly covered it with his hand: "It's terrible, the baby is obedient, don't look at ......"

The maid's screams, Fu's mother's abuse, and the baby's glutinous murmur were mixed together, and Wen Soft felt as if he was about to fall apart, and every inch of skin and every bone on his body hurt terribly.

The body vaguely felt light, as if someone had picked him up, the breath on his body was so familiar, soft but he couldn't remember anything, and gradually lost consciousness in his arms.

In a trance, she faintly heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, she was so tired, her mind was blank, and she just wanted to sleep well.

This sleep, Wen Rou couldn't tell how long he had been asleep, and gradually regained consciousness, took a deep breath, and a strong smell of disinfectant water drilled into his nose. There seemed to be some pain in the back of his hand, and the sound of someone talking could be faintly heard all around.

Are you in the hospital?

She subconsciously wanted to sit up from the bed, but just now she supported her body with her hands, but the strength of her body seemed to be taken away, and she fell back to the bed softly, her arms were sore, soft, and she couldn't use any strength.

The sound quickly attracted the attention of others, and an unfamiliar female voice complained in a deep voice: "If you don't wake up early or don't wake up at night, just in time for this, I originally wanted to pick up the child from school." ”

Soon, the footsteps approached, and this time they were much more respectful: "Madam, I am your nurse, is there anything uncomfortable about you?"

Wen Ruan didn't answer, seeing that she was silent, the nurse gave her a blank look, rang the call bell next to the bed, and then sat back in her original seat.

In the ward, except for the nurse, Wen Ruan didn't hear the voice of the second person. The only one who guards by his side is the nurse.

What are you expecting?

For a moment, the indescribable bitterness in the soft heart.

The door of the ward was pushed open, someone walked in, and a gentle voice then penetrated into Wen Soft's ears: "Miss Wen, you are awake." How do you feel now, do you feel better?"

It's Zhou Anqian.

Wen Ruan didn't answer, with a cold face, it was her answer.

Every time Zhou Anqian saw her, she called Miss Wen, but she was Fu Tingxiao's wife and Mrs. Fu Shao, and she didn't notice it before, but since she learned that she was his first love, and the baby called her mother, she suddenly realized that from the beginning, she wanted to replace her.

"Miss Wen is injured, so let's concentrate on recuperation, I will take care of the baby, you can rest assured. Seeing that Wen was soft and silent, Zhou Anqian's eyes were full of pride: "In the past few days, the baby's speech has become clearer and clearer, and calling his mother is much clearer than before, but unfortunately Miss Wen can't hear it in the hospital." ”

The soft brain was buzzing, and she couldn't hear the other words Zhou Anqian said, but the words 'baby', 'calling mom', and 'can't hear it anymore' seemed to have taken root, and they jumped straight into her head, and she could no longer hear the baby call her mother...

No!

That's her baby!

She sat up suddenly, relying on the source of the voice, her thin hand grabbed in the direction of Zhou Anqian, the sharp needle cut through the skin, and there was a tingling pain, but she didn't care about it.

If she didn't have a baby, she might as well die!

Thinking of this, his hands were more forceful, and his nails sank deep into Zhou Anqian's arms.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Anqian let out a painful sigh and slapped her soft head fiercely, but the blind man refused to let go, she looked at the stunned nurse next to her anxiously: "Are you blind too, get her down for me!"

Unmoved, she was dragged from the hospital bed to the ground, her hair was messy, her eyes were unnaturally red, and she almost screamed: "Give me back my child! That's my child!"

The nurse hurriedly broke off his soft fingers one by one: "Madam, calm down, what are you doing?"

She is a nurse, she does a lot of dirty work, and her strength is naturally not small, and soon, Wen Soft was pressed on the bed, Zhou Anqian withdrew her wrist, and there were a few blood marks left on her delicate and fair skin, not only that, but her specially dressed hairstyle and this delicate dress were a little embarrassed.

She suddenly laughed, her eyes were full of arrogance, and she leaned forward: "Do you know, the way you looked in front of the baby that day was the same as today......."

The words paused just right, seeing the appearance of holding her breath softly, Zhou Anqian's smile deepened, and her tone became softer, and she said word by word: "Like, one, crazy, son." ”

Almost frantically gentle, he suddenly lost his movements, as if he had been drained of all his strength, and a sharp pain spread from his heart to his limbs.......

Everything she did, she was just a madman.

Is that her child, her baby, going to think she's crazy?

There was no trace of blood on his pale face, and his chest rose and fell heavily, as if something was holding his soft throat, and he couldn't spit out a single sound, and tears ran down the corners of his eyes, and his face was confused.

Zhou Anqian straightened up and motioned for the nurse to call a doctor.

She put the small mirror in her hand back into her bag, leaned down, carefully admired Wen Soft's appearance at the moment, casually pinned the broken hair of her sideburns behind her ears, and said leisurely: "Your appearance that day really frightened the baby, and now the little baby is scared just to see your things, the old lady is the most affectionate baby, she doesn't want to let a madman get close to the baby." ”

The doctor came quickly and used a cold instrument to examine Wen Rou.

At that moment, she was like a marionette in someone else's hand, at the mercy of others, but there was nothing she could do.

"The blood pressure is stable, the heartbeat is normal, and the temperature is ......," the nurse told the doctor about the test results.

Next to him was Zhou Anqian's gentle voice: "Doctor, how is she doing now?"

The doctor pushed the glasses on his face: "At present, everything is temporarily stable, but the patient is very weak now, and there is a slight concussion, it is best to stay in the hospital for observation for forty-eight hours, and then make hospital preparations." ”

"Okay, then trouble the doctor. After curing Miss Wen, our Fu family will not treat you badly. Zhou An glanced at the softness on the hospital bed, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, and he left quickly.

Lying on the hospital bed softly, she was cold, and her lips trembled up and down uncontrollably: "Baby...... Baby ......"

But no one answered, and after a long time, the door of the ward rang.