Chapter 335 This Is Not My Child

Chapter 335: This Is Not My Child

Shi Qingxue actually wanted to enter the house, but she was afraid that too many people would affect Dong Hui. &1t;/p>

After Dong Hui screamed again, Shi Qingxue couldn't hold back anymore and rushed in with one arrow step. &1t;/p>

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" &1t;/p>

As soon as Shi Qingxue finished asking, she herself was stunned. &1t;/p>

Because the scene in the room was unexpected by her, even Bao Ning was taken aback when she followed up later. &1t;/p>

I saw that their mother, the mother who had not even wanted her own life to save her child, was vigorously pushing Wen Po and screaming: "Monster, monster! Take it, take it away, it's not my child, it's a monster! ”&1t;/p>

Shi Junhe sat on the edge of the bed, his face also became ugly and pale, and his eyes were fixed on the child in Wen Po's arms. &1t;/p>

For Dong Hui's refusal, Shi Junhe did not reprimand, but just hugged Dong Hui, and then gave Wen Po a look. &1t;/p>

The latter also picked up the child and then stood back in the corner and cowered. &1t;/p>

"What's going on?" &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue's face was inexplicable, but unfortunately Dong Hui was excited, and she was still shouting nervously in her mouth, Shi Junhe wanted to appease Dong Hui, but she didn't have time to explain. &1t;/p>

She had to go to the corner by herself, wanting to see her brother. &1t;/p>

Wen Po raised her head first to block the swaddling clothes, and persuaded in embarrassment: "Miss, don't look at it!" ”&1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue's willow eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and she didn't understand why her younger brother couldn't see it? &1t;/p>

"It's okay, you take your hand away, I'll take a look." &1t;/p>

Wen Po couldn't, so she had to take her hand away. &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue leaned forward and finally saw the child in the swaddling clothes clearly. &1t;/p>

Her pupils dilated instantly, and she stared at the swaddling clothes, unable to speak. &1t;/p>

Wen Po thought that Shi Qingxue was also frightened by the 'monster' in the swaddling clothes, so she stretched out her hand again to block the swaddling clothes, and whispered, "Miss should step back a little so as not to be scared." ”&1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue blinked, a little unbelieving what she had just seen. &1t;/p>

In fact, she just saw a small head, pointy, wrinkled, and unkempt fetal hair on the head, which still looked like an ordinary newborn baby. &1t;/p>

Ugly, but not unacceptable. &1t;/p>

But the blame is that there is a black, disgusting birthmark on the baby's face that spreads all the way down the left forehead and almost occupies the left half of the face. &1t;/p>

It's really like a monster. &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue had never seen someone grow so big and have such a terrifying birthmark, and she was really scared for a while. &1t;/p>

But Wen Po's behavior made her a little uncomfortable. &1t;/p>

She stretched out her hand to stop Wen Po's movements, blocking the other party's hand, "Don't block it, I'll take a look." ”&1t;/p>

This time she took a deep breath before she opened her eyes again to look at the baby in swaddling clothes. &1t;/p>

I don't know if it's because of poisoning or malnutrition - in the Shiguo Mansion, this reason is probably impossible - this baby is very thin, there is no flesh on his face, his facial features are crowded into a heap, not as big as her palm, plus the black birthmark, which is why it looks so scary. &1t;/p>

When you grow up, you should be better, right? &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue thought uncertainly in her heart, and her brows were also solemn. &1t;/p>

Wen Po thought that Shi Qingxue was disgusted with this newborn baby—after all, the child's mother's attitude was so obvious—that she was afraid that she would be implicated, so she hurriedly spoke: "The slave maid will take the child down first, so as not to stain your eyes and ...... Miss"&1t;/p>

As soon as she said it, she was glared at by Shi Qingxue, and she was immediately silent. &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue's eyebrows were about to turn into Sichuan characters, but considering that this stable woman was specially invited by the palace to deliver Dong Hui, she did not reprimand, but emphasized unhappily: "He is my younger brother." ”&1t;/p>

Wen Po immediately understood that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly admitted her mistake: "It's the slave who can't talk enough, please don't blame the young lady." ”&1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue didn't bother to bother with the other party, and once again moved her gaze to the little baby. &1t;/p>

The little baby is still asleep, his eyes are closed, his eyes, nose, and mouth are wrinkled, at first glance, it looks so ugly, but when he thinks that this is his little brother, and he is connected by blood, Shi Qingxue has indescribable feelings in her heart. &1t;/p>

Looking at the baby's ugly birthmark again, it doesn't seem to be so much of an eyesore, especially the little mouth that moves twice from time to time, and Qingxue's heart is budding. &1t;/p>

It's so cute! &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue looked at Wen Po expectantly, and couldn't help but whisper, "Can I hug him?" ”&1t;/p>

Wen Po looked embarrassed. &1t;/p>

Although this little lady doesn't seem to be repulsive, and even likes this baby a little, but the other party knows at a glance that she doesn't have any experience in holding a child, and if she falls, it will be a big trouble. &1t;/p>

Dang Wenpo didn't hesitate for long, because Dong Hui didn't know why, and Jiang Rui's cry of pain suddenly came out, one higher than the other, and only said that her stomach hurt. &1t;/p>

The person she was taking care of was surprised to see that Dong Hui's lower body began to bleed again. &1t;/p>

Shen Luo stepped forward and took a pulse, his expression became solemn again, "Madame still has a child in her belly, ready to deliver the baby." ”&1t;/p>

At the sound of an order, all the stable women were on standby, rushing to Dong Hui's bedside and surrounding them. &1t;/p>

Feed the ginseng soup, shout people, and be busy. &1t;/p>

Shi Junhe was reluctant to leave the delivery room at this time, so he only stepped aside, nervous but calm and comforted: "Huiniang, don't be afraid, I'm here with you." ”&1t;/p>

The stable woman holding the baby couldn't hold her breath, she glanced at Shi Qingxue, gritted her teeth, and sent the baby to Shi Qingxue's arms like a hot potato, and casually advised: "Then trouble Miss to take good care of the world...... Childe. ”&1t;/p>

With that, she also ran quickly to the bedside. &1t;/p>

This time, everyone seemed to be more nervous, waiting for the battle, and was engrossed in delivering Dong Hui. &1t;/p>

No one paid attention to Shi Qingxue and the baby in her arms standing in the corner of the room. &1t;/p>

Everyone knows that even if Shi Junhe shouted the title of 'little prince' just now, it is impossible for this 'monster' with an ugly and crippled face to become the prince of Shi Guo. &1t;/p>

The Shiguo Mansion can't afford to lose this face, and no nobleman can afford to lose this face. &1t;/p>

Everyone put their hopes on the other child in Dong Hui's belly, hoping that this is also a boy, and then the division of the prince of the country will be settled. &1t;/p>

Dong Hui's second child was born very smoothly, but in a quarter of an hour, a 'wow' sound resounded throughout the delivery room, making everyone breathe a sigh of relief. &1t;/p>

Dong Hui was still awake, her first consciousness was to look at the baby who was covered in blood and had not yet had time to be clear, and hurriedly shouted: "Come over and show me, show me!" ”&1t;/p>

Wen Po, who was holding the baby, knew what Dong Hui really wanted to see, and regardless of the filth in her hands, she directly held the child in front of Dong Hui. &1t;/p>

Dong Hui was so smoked by the smell of blood that she leaned back, but she immediately endured it and tried to see the child. &1t;/p>

Fortunately, this time the face is white and clean, there are no birthmarks, and it looks chubby, round and cute. &1t;/p>

Dong Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then moved her gaze down again. &1t;/p>

With a happy face, she hurriedly took Shi Junhe's hand and shouted in surprise: "It's my son, this is my son!" ”&1t;/p>

Shi Junhe naturally saw it, and his originally tense face finally relaxed a little. &1t;/p>

He shook Dong Hui's hand back, and agreed with a smile: "Yes, it's a son, and he's healthy, nothing happens, you can rest assured!" ”&1t;/p>

When Dong Hui heard this, the whole person suddenly relaxed, and then tilted her head and fainted. &1t;/p>

Frightened, Shi Junhe began to shout Shen Luo's name again. &1t;/p>

Shen Luo told him that it was only because Dong Hui had spent too much energy when she gave birth to the child just now, and now she was finally relaxed, so she fainted, and as long as she rested for a while, she could recover. &1t;/p>

"That's good, that's good!" Shi Junhe breathed a sigh of relief, and asked people to clean up the delivery room and take care of the child, while he was by Dong Hui's side every step of the way. &1t;/p>

After two such thrilling births just now, and was startled by the terrible face of his eldest son, Shi Junhe was really tired, and he didn't even notice that his two daughters also entered the delivery room. &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue and Shi Baoning glanced at each other, and unanimously decided not to disturb their parents for the time being. &1t;/p>

Shi Baoning also saw the terrible birthmark on her eldest brother's face just now, and she was a little scared, so she automatically followed Wen Po to take care of her little brother. &1t;/p>

Qingxue carefully held the baby and followed behind Shen Luo, "Doctor Shen, can my brother be cured like this?" ”&1t;/p>

Shen Luo walked out of the delivery room quickly, his pace did not stop, but he still couldn't stop Shi Qingxue's footsteps catching up. &1t;/p>

He had to stop, turned back to meet Qingxue's nervous and expectant gaze, and sighed helplessly. &1t;/p>

"What, what's wrong?" Shi Qingxue was so excited by this sigh that her heart jumped to her throat. &1t;/p>

Shen Luo couldn't, and told the truth: "The things on this child's face can't be regarded as a real birthmark, because the Duchess of Guo was poisoned, and the poison is ruthless, and there is no way to solve it, either it will remain in the mother's body, or it will be passed on to the fetus." &1t;/p>

But at that time, the Duchess was very weak, and if she remained in her mother's body, she would only have two lives. In order to save them, I can only direct the poison to the fetus. That's why I said this kid is unacceptable. ”&1t;/p>

It's not that you can't be born, but it's that you can't be born...... &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue thought of Dong Huichu's frightened appearance when she first saw this baby, her heart was cold, and her face turned white. &1t;/p>

Shen Luo comforted: "Fortunately, your mother has twins, and your second brother has not been affected, you can rest assured." ”&1t;/p>

This is also a great blessing in misfortune. &1t;/p>

Shi Qingxue was not comforted, "What about the eldest brother?" Is there really no way for you? ”&1t;/p>

Facing Shi Qingxue's expectant gaze, Shen Luo wanted to nod. &1t;/p>

But in the end, he just shook his head and told the truth: "Forgive me for not being able to do anything for the time being." ”&1t;/p>

Seeing Qing Xue's big eyes as if the bright lights had been extinguished, Shen Luo couldn't say the cruel words next. &1t;/p>

Not only could he not speak, but he also promised loudly: "But I will do my best to develop an antidote and try to restore this child to the same state as before." ”&1t;/p>

Even if it's basically impossible. &1t;/p>

"Then I'll leave it to the doctor!" Shi Qingxue's eyes were 'lit up' again, and there was a slight smile on her face. &1t;/p>

She looked up at the little baby in her arms—although she wasn't lively at all, and she couldn't scream—she was just delighted, and couldn't help but tease the baby's tender cheeks, "Little baby, you're a big hero!" You saved your mother and brother, don't be afraid, we'll take good care of you! ”&1t;/p>

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