"Enough is enough!" The woman pinched her waist and looked like a shrew scolding the street, and shouted at the top of her voice, "I tell you, if you don't lose money today, this matter is not over." ”

Mu Zhiyao's heart was full of safety, and he didn't have the extra energy to entangle with them, opened the bag, looked at the check for 100,000 yuan in the bag, and a trace of hesitation crossed his eyes.

That day, she didn't ask for the check, but Lu Qingwu picked it up and gave it to her.

His eyes flickered a little, listening to the clamor of the parents, and without thinking too much, he threw the check directly to them.

Seeing the face value of the check, the woman finally stopped making a fuss and hurried away with a few people, for fear that Mu Zhiyao would regret it and take the money back.

"Dr. Liu." Mu Zhiyao no longer paid attention to the group of people, turned his head to look at Liu Chongjin, and asked anxiously, "What about Tuan Tuan?" ”

"Don't worry." Dr. Liu subconsciously comforted her softly, and only then did he realize how pale and weak his words were sometimes, and as a psychiatrist, he also didn't know how to comfort patients, so he had to get up and lead her into the room.

There was no light in the dim room, and the curtains were tightly pressed together, for fear that a trace of light would leak in and stimulate the small figure in the room.

Tuan Tuan Cai's mood was abnormal, and he was afraid that the child would be too young to be affected by anesthesia, so Dr. Liu could not do it, so he had to use a restraint belt and let the nurse restrain her to the bed so that she would not accidentally hurt herself.

Tuan Tuan opened his big black and white eyes, staring straight at the ceiling, not saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mu Zhiyao saw that his heart was sharp, tied to the bed, as if he had been stabbed a few times by a sharp blade, tears instantly blurred his eyes, and he was overwhelmed with grief, "Tuan Tuan." ”

She stepped forward, knelt beside the bed, untied the restraints with shaking hands, and hugged her child tightly.

Tuan Tuan heard the familiar voice, and finally had some reaction, moved his head a little sluggishly, looked at her sideways, and slowly smiled on his tender little face, and shouted sweetly: "Mom." ”

She didn't seem to care at all that she had just been tied to the bed, and she didn't say a word of grievance

, only smiled sweetly at Mu Zhiyao, and his moist eyes were full of pure dependence and love.

Mu Zhiyao felt that the world was collapsing in front of him, which was even more uncomfortable than killing her, but he still had to pretend to be strong in front of his son and pull out a not very good-looking smile.

"Mommy is here."

Her voice was hoarse, and she bit her lip hard, trying to suppress the great grief in her heart. Tears seemed to flow into my heart, turning sour and bitter.

Mu Zhiyao held the child tightly, his heart was rolling up and down, his internal organs seemed to have moved, and the whole person looked fragile as if he would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

Mu Zhiyao sniffed, a smile barely tugged at the corner of his mouth, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, Tuan Tuan, mom will take you home." He picked up Tuan Tuan and walked towards the door.

At this time, Tuan Tuan was not as irritable as before, just quietly hugged Mu Zhiyao's neck, and behaved like a live-action version of a doll.

Mujia, in the blue and white children's room, Mu Zhiyao was half-lying beside Tuan Tuan, humming a beautiful nursery rhyme softly while patting the child's back with his hand.

Tuan Tuan kept staring at Mu Zhiyao with round eyes, as if he was afraid that if he closed his eyes, she would disappear.