And the people present, I don't know why, suddenly, all of them are extremely sad, and some of them have burst into tears.

"Alright."

The doctor who was brought by Ling Yuan also took off his gloves.

"There's nothing wrong with adults, the anesthetic has passed, so keep it."

"Let's transfer to another hospital."

Ling Yuan hugged the child tightly.

He walked in front of Mu Tianen again. Then he stretched out his hand and put it on top of Mu Tianen's hair, why was it so short.

"Don't be afraid, the second uncle will take you home."

And he is not talking about you, but you on the face.

Yes, you are you.

You, and, this ...... Child.

He walked out with the child in his arms, the Mu family and the couple outside, Ling Ze were all there, and Ling Feng and Ji Meiqin were just here.

When Ji Meiqin saw the child who was being held in Ling Yuan's arms, her whole legs were weak.

That's their grandson, he's okay, is he's okay?

At this time, everyone's eyes are on the child, but is it useful to look at it?

"Do you think the children who were forcibly dissected in six months can still live?"

He swept over the people in front of him one by one.

When Ji Meiqin heard this, she just felt dizzy, and she also fell down.

Ling Feng hurriedly supported her, and he also squatted on the ground.

How could they have such a son, how could they give birth to such a heartless, ruthless and unrighteous thing, it was his own child, the child of their Ling family.

Ling Yuan walked in front of Ling Ze, then stretched out his foot and kicked Ling Ze directly, but Ling Ze didn't even hide, he just looked at the child who was held in Ling Yuan's arms, and couldn't tell that it was a child, because it was just clothes, just a piece of clothing, a suit.

As for Mu Lin and Xu Lanying, both of them were standing there, but it was the first time they knew what it meant to be self-conscious, and even they didn't dare to look up at the child, they were afraid of seeing a dead child, a dead child who had not yet fully developed.

And Ling Yuan beat Ling Ze, Ling Feng didn't even care, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't pull out now, he really wanted to kill Ling Ze.

He doesn't know how difficult it is for their Ling family to want a child, he doesn't know that their Ling family is full, is he the only one now, he is in his thirties, and other people's children can play soy sauce, but what about him, what does he have?

After waiting for that Mu Tianqing for so many years, is it useful?

Mu Tianqing gave birth to a child for him, no, not only did he not give birth, but even worse, he also harmed the grandson of their Ling family.

Ling Yuan walked over and squatted down in front of Ling Feng and Ji Meiqin.

"Big brother, sister."

He lowered his head and looked at the child in his arms, who was no longer breathing.

"You guys hug him," he put the child in his arms in front of Ling Feng, "No one loves him, no one loves him, his biological father wants him to die, just to save his own woman, his grandparents never want him to exist, only his mother raised him very well, he has been six months, compared to other people's six months, he is better than other people's six months." ”

"You hug him, let grandparents hug."

"They don't love, we do."

Ling Feng carefully hugged the child, he opened his clothes, and saw that there was a very small child inside, his facial features were actually not clear, but he already had the appearance of their Ling family, they all had extremely high eyebrow bones, and children with such eyebrow bones would definitely be tall and handsome when they grew up, and they were children with extremely high IQs.

"I'm grandpa."

Ling Feng kissed his grandson's little forehead, but he turned his face and wiped away his tears, his grandson, his little grandson, he knew just now that he had a grandson, so he was gone.

It's been six months, six months, and one more month, and he'll be alive.

At this time, as soon as his hand was loosened, when he lowered his head, he saw Ji Meiqin hugging her grandson, she hugged her little grandson tightly, that kind of feeling of blood connection, what is it like, it is like this to make you cry for no reason, make you sad, and make you pain.

She held the child in her arms and suddenly burst into tears.

"Why do you, why, why do you want to use my grandson's life to save your daughter's life, he is surnamed Ling, not Mu, why do you want to take his life?"

"This is my grandson, my grandson, the child of our Ling family, you don't even want his mother, why do you want his life?"

Ji Meiqin hugged the child and cried, fortunately there is no one here, otherwise such a thing would be full of wind and rain in the city, and the reputation of the Mu family would stink.

"You give back my grandson, return my grandson......" she hugged the child tightly and cried silently.

She carefully carried the child to Ling Feng.

"Ling Feng, you see how good he looks, it seems that there is a tear mole in the corner of his eye, this is a beauty mole, I heard that children with this kind of mole will have a demonic face when they grow up."

"I'll take a look," Ling Feng hurriedly looked for the mole.

Sure enough, he saw it, although he couldn't see it clearly, but it was a beautiful mole, and suddenly, his eyes were hot, and a big man was crying like a child.

He stretched out his hand and touched the corner of his eye, because he also had one, Ji Meiqin always said that if he hadn't had such a mole in the first place, she wouldn't marry him, and then give him children.

She said that people with this mole will look better the longer they grow, even if they are old, they are all slower than others, and she is really right, he is the older he is, the more tasteful, even if he stands with his son, he is not inferior because of age, but also because of age, there will be a sense of vicissitudes of time, and there is a maturity and stability that young people do not have.

Ji Meiqin has been accustomed to seeing beauties all her life, because Ling Feng is very good-looking, and she has been beautiful from a young age to the present, and only Ling Feng is the only one in this world who can get into her eyes, even if it is an old husband and wife, she sometimes wakes up in the middle of the night, and she will be a nymphomaniac to her husband, of course, it also makes Ling Feng proud

It's a pity that Ling Ze didn't inherit Feng Ling's face at all, and of course he didn't grow a beauty mole, but their grandson did

It's still such a child who has lost his breath.

Ji Meiqin was holding the child, and her tears were about to dry up.

Her little grandson, a grandson who looks like a husband, if he is still alive, she will carry him out every day to show off, and she will look at him, like a grandfather, beautiful for a lifetime, good-looking for a lifetime, a demon for a lifetime.

Ling Yuan stretched out his hand to Ji Meiqin.

"Give it to me."

Ji Meiqin hugged the child tightly, and she was unwilling to let go.

She knew that if she gave the child to Ling Yuan, she would never see her again.