Before going out, Zhu Wuwu supported his body and put on makeup.

In the eyes of the child, she is undoubtedly a beautiful mother, and she cannot meet the child with this 'respectful face'.

After two days of illness, her face was as white as paper and haggard, and she really couldn't read it without some lipstick.

Mo Sihan advised her, "It's so late, the child may be asleep. Take good care of yourself tonight, and go to see the child tomorrow."

"I haven't seen my child for forty-nine hours, and I can't sleep well without looking at her. If the child wakes up, I'm afraid she will cry when she sees me like this, and the little youth group is already small." Zhu Wuwu couldn't help choking up and said, "The child is obviously so afraid of injections and medicines, what kind of crying has to be these days...... Woo woo ......"

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Wuwu's heart was pulled with a trace of cramping, and the tears that couldn't be stopped slipped down in a panic.

Mo Sihan seemed to be infected by her emotions, and the position of his heart also hurt.

Right now, whenever the child is mentioned, an indescribable pain runs through their chests.

Mo Sihan's cold face became gloomy: "I wish you no worries, you stop me!" If you do this again, you should stay at home and not go to the hospital."

"No, I'm going to the hospital, I'm not going to do that." I wish you no worries to wipe away your tears and continue to wear lipstick.

The room fell silent for a moment, and the air was heavy and oppressive.

Zhu Wuwu turned his face to Mo Sihan and sighed, "You can shave your beard too."

In the past few days, the haggard Mo Sihan has also changed greatly, his eyes are dark and blue, his beard is scumbag, where is there still the appearance of the former superlord?

The words of wishing no worries also reminded Mo Sihan.

Mo Sihan hadn't taken a shower for several days, and his body smelled.

"I'll go in and take a shower, and we'll leave in twenty minutes." Mo Sihan turned and went into the bathroom.

Half an hour later, a black Rolls-Royce drove through the night, its mysterious windows rejecting all prying eyes.

In the car, Mo Sihan leaned his head on the back seat and closed his eyes to recuperate.

He had no strength in his body now, like a muddy mud, and he was exhausted by days of physical and mental torture.

Zhu Wuwu leaned her head against the car window and turned her eyes to the lights of the car outside the window.

She wondered, behind every light that turned on, was there a warm and complete home?

There are so many happy families in the world, why can't there be more of them?

Her child is still so young, and yet he is so seriously ill?

She was thinking that she must have been a heinous villain in her previous life, and she would suffer so many sins in this life.

If so, she has no opinion, and she gladly accepts whatever punishment God gives her.

But why should these punishments fall on her children?

Can't you fight your life for your life?

Please, God, save the child and punish her!

Zhu Wuwu's face was pale, his heart ached, and tears flowed down so unscrupulously.

The adult collapse was in an instant, and she had already collapsed too many times in just a few days.

……

Arrived at the hospital.

Zhu Wuwu went to the isolation ward to visit the Xiaoqingtuan with the support of Mo Sihan.

Zhu Wuwu's body is still with a high fever, his head is groggy, and he may faint at any time.

An isolation ward is a sterile ward specially set up to protect patients and reduce the chance of infection.

Although it is possible to visit by phone, monitoring screen, and visiting window, it can still cause some inconvenience to patients and families.

Through the thick transparent glass, Zhu Wuwu frowned and looked over, and saw Xiaoqingtuan at a glance.

In the ward, Xiaoqingtuan fell asleep, and the nurse who changed the infusion bag for her was afraid of waking the child and tried to slow down her movements.

The back of the child's hand was pierced with needles, and the back of the steamed bun-like hand was swollen.

She has a small monitoring clip on her finger, which is attached to the instrument.

Just one glance, Zhu Wuwu's heart shrank suddenly, and tears fell down.

Zhu Wuwu couldn't hold back anymore when she thought of the sins her child had suffered, she bit her lip for fear of crying, but she still couldn't stop crying.

A sharp pain pierced her heart, and she felt like her heart was going to go numb with pain.

Mo Sihan hugged her tightly, and Zhu Wuwu's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand, and half of his body hung on him.

In the next moment, the world suddenly swirled in front of her eyes, and she completely fainted from crying.

Mo Sihan knew that this would be the result, and he carried her to the other wards.

The moment she fainted, Zhu Wuwu had a thought in her mind: If the child dies, there is nothing worthy of her nostalgia in this world, then she will die with the baby.

She is the child's mother, and it is her fault that she can't give the child a sound body.

She remembered the poem she had read to her child before:

You ask me what I was doing before I was born

I replied

I pick mom in the sky

I see you

I think you're exceptional

Want to be your child

And I thought I might not have that luck

Unexpectedly

Early the next morning

I'm already in your belly

Every child was once an angel, and they once lay on the clouds and carefully chose their mothers.

They have chosen you, and then they have thrown away the countless treasures in the sky and come to you naked, like a little beggar who has nothing.

……

Following.

Outside the window, the bright sunlight came in through the refraction, and the piercing eyes hurt without worry.

When I wake up, I see a white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant in the air.

Zhu Wuwu's mind was empty for a while, and he looked up at the potion flowing in the infusion tube.

The door of the ward was ajar, and Mo Sihan glanced inside, and then walked in.

"Are you awake? Are you getting better?" Mo Sihan reached out and touched her forehead, "The fever is gone, it's not hot."

Zhu Wuwu's throat was hoarse, and he wanted to make a sound but couldn't make a sound.

Mo Sihan poured her a glass of water, and there was a straw inserted in the cup to make it easier for people to drink: "Drink more warm water."

After drinking some water, she felt like she was alive again: "How's the kid? Are you awake?"

"I woke up and fell asleep."

"I'll go see her." Zhu Wuwu quickly got up from the bed.

Mo Sihan grabbed her: "Don't mess around, you're still hanging water."

Zhu Wuwu hurriedly called the nurse passing by at the door: "Hello, nurse, please help me pull this out, my illness is cured, and I don't need to hang up the water anymore."

"This ......," the nurse glanced at Mo Sihan on the side.

"If you don't pull it out, I'll pull it out myself." Zhu Wuwu struggled to get up, but he still couldn't lift up his strength.

This woman is like a cow when she is stubborn, and no one can stop her.

Mo Sihan glanced at the nurse.

The nurse spoke, "I'd better do it."

She had a fever for several days, and after hanging water for only one night, she was fine.

Why is she as strong as a cow? Her children are not.

How she wished that it was her children who were alive and kicking at the moment.

At this time, Dr. Bai walked in from outside the door: "Mr. Mo, Mrs. Mo."

Dr. Bai was holding a blue folder with the bone marrow transplant donor test report they had done the other day.

"The results are in?" Mo Sihan was nervous for a while, and paused for a while before reaching out to pick it up.

After turning two pages in his hand, he suddenly stopped, Mo Sihan's pupils shook, and his lips trembled and asked Doctor Bai, "The results of the examination are not matched?"

Zhu Wuwu was stunned and felt incredible: "Dr. Bai, we are the biological parents of the child, why does the bone marrow DNA test match not match?"

"Mr. Mo, Mrs. Mo." Dr. Bai sighed and said, "What I'm about to say next may be shocking to you."

Neither of them seemed to dare to listen, for fear that what they said would be unbearable.

Dr. Pak said solemnly, "As the results show, neither of you is suitable to be a bone marrow transplant donor for your child. Failure to match bone marrow is common, but I'm going to say another thing, just in case I did a paternity test for you by the way, and it turns out that the little youth group is not your biological child."

"Boom~"

It was like dropping an atomic bomb that exploded in an instant.

No one in the room spoke.

Zhu Wuwu gasped, his hands clenched the corners of his clothes, and he was so scared that his fingers were shaking.

Mo Sihan's black eyes were treacherous, as if there was boundless cold spreading from them, making people uncontrollable.

After a while, the conversation continued.

"Doctor Bai, what do you mean by that?" Zhu looked at him distractedly, her ears still buzzing.

Dr. Bai pointed to the document: "The paternity test results are in the back, you better see for yourself."

Until he saw with his own eyes that the three words did not match, Mo Sihan was stunned.

Mo Sihan's body shook into a sieve, his dry throat burned and hurt, as if the blood had dried up and solidified there, and he couldn't go up or down in one breath, and he was stuck in his throat and had difficulty breathing.

What the hell is going on?

The daughter he has worked so hard to raise for many years is not his biological daughter, who can tell him what God is joking with him?

The atmosphere was stagnant, and the room was lifeless to the extreme.

Mo Sihan's masseter muscles tensed, and his voice trembled violently: "Doctor Bai, Xiao Qingtuan came to your hospital after he was born, can you tell me what went wrong in the middle?"

Dr. Bai was silent for a moment and then said, "I checked the surveillance records of the day, and the nurses in the newborn nursery were busy for a while due to a fire alarm problem in the hospital that day, could it be that ......

Dr. Bai was a little afraid to go on.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Sihan struggled to control his breathing: "The top priority is to find a matching donor, the child's illness cannot be delayed."

Dr. Bai nodded, "Well, we will screen the national bone marrow transplant matching bank and find a suitable donor for the child as soon as possible."

When there were two people left in the ward, Zhu Wuwu couldn't cry or laugh, her voice was desolate: "Mo Sihan, it turns out that you have been lying to me, the child I gave birth to is actually dead, right?"

"I don't know." Mo Sihan covered his head with a painful expression, and trembled, "I don't know."

"Get out! I don't want to see you right now!" Zhu Wuwu lowered his eyes, and tears fell down his eyelashes.

Mo Sihan sat on the cold bench outside in despair, unable to believe that his child had been transferred.

Who? Who exactly?

Even if he digs three feet into the ground, he has to find out the truth.