Boom –

Seventeen woke up to a muffled thunderclap with a cacophony of shrill voices mixed with some screams.

Seventeen wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy, and his head hurt so badly that his whole body seemed to be burning as if he were on fire.

Inside my head, I was full of those frightening syringes and anesthetics...... And also...... Su Yicheng's beating heart in his hand......

"My little seventeen, wait, mom will take you to the best doctor in the village."

A familiar voice fluttered in his ears, and Seventeen felt that he was being picked up by someone, and then there was a jolt......

What happened next, she never knew again.

When she woke up again, her fingertips were full of the smell of disinfectant water, her eyelids moved, and in the next second, the whole person fell into a soft embrace.

The woman hugged her and muttered while sobbing, "Little Seventeen, it's all because my mother is not good, it's because my mother is incapable that she made you suffer such a crime......

Seventeen was a little stunned for a long time, and he didn't react for a long time.

"Seventeen, what's wrong with you Seventeen, why don't you speak!? Doctors, doctors...... Seventeen woke up......"

Xia Qiqi looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, his eyes widened suddenly, and his heart was even more shocked......

Mom?

Looking at the woman standing anxiously waiting at the door of the room, Xia Qiqi was stunned!

That's obviously his mother!

No! Mother is long dead...... was killed by the man he loved the most......

At this time, a sleepy-eyed man was urged into the room by a woman.

The cold palm touched Seventeen's forehead, and he heard him say, "The fever is gone, and you should be able to recover after three days of medicine." ”

"Okay, okay, thank you, doctor, thank you, doctor!" Luo Wanqing hurriedly bowed her head and thanked the man.

"Thank you, hurry up and prescribe medicine for money" The man glanced at Xia Qiqi, there was no expression on his indifferent face, and he was even a little disgusted, and after speaking, he turned around and left the room directly.

"Okay, okay, I'll dress Seventeen and come."

Allowing the woman to put on clean clothes for herself, Xia Qiqi finally regained some consciousness at this time, lowered his head, and stared at his hands that had more than doubled in size and was silently stunned.

It's a pair of hands that don't belong to you.

Small and slender, but covered with faint scars, the old scars have not completely dissipated, and many new scars have been added.

"Little Seventeen, Mom will go to the doctor to get you medicine first, and I'll take you home later." Luo Wanqing put on all the clothes of Seventeen, touched the girl's forehead again, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she felt that she was no longer hot.

Xia Qiqi looked at the thin figure who left, and for some reason her eyes began to sour, and even in the next second, she could cry wolf.

She remembers the scene.

When he was five years old, because of the heavy rain overnight, he was abused so much that he didn't have a warm quilt at all, and he fell seriously ill because of it.

After finally getting better, because of the beating and scolding of the old lady Zhou Yu, he finally fell ill.

And she and her mother also lived to the seventeenth year of high school under Zhou Yu's beating and scolding.

That year, Xia Wenfeng finally sent a letter......

This also happened to be the beginning of Xia Seventeen's nightmare......

Xia Wenfeng is the father of seventeen, after marrying Luo Wanqing, he was urged by the old lady of the Xia family to go out to the provincial capital to fight, Xia Wenfeng has always been a soft-eared person, and left Qingshui Village with his luggage on his back.

And Luo Wanqing, who had just married him, was left in his hometown by him.