Mrs. Qiufu panicked, opened her throat and shouted: "Someone! Someone kidnapped the child! Come on! Stop the thief who took the child! ”

However, as Ye Chufeng's personal guard, how could anyone stop him if he wanted to?

When Qiufu's nursing home chased him out, Shen Yifeng had already disappeared without a trace.

The guard of the Qiu Mansion wanted to chase out of the gate, but was stopped by Ye Chufeng's secret guards, and no one could get out of the Qiu Mansion.

Shen Yifeng held the child and flew lightly, which was strange to say, as Shen Yifeng gradually approached the inn, the child gradually stopped crying.

Could it be that this child can feel that he is getting closer and closer to his mother?

Could it be that this is the legendary mother-son connection?

That's amazing, isn't it?

Shen Yifeng came to Ye Chufeng with the child in his arms: "Lord Wang, my subordinates brought the child."

When the subordinates went to the Qiu Mansion, the child was crying so much that he was about to die. ”

"Give it to the king!" Ye Chufeng glanced at the child, stretched out his hand to take the child, and walked upstairs with the child in his arms.

"Knock knock."

Bai Qianmo was changing the woman's liquid when there was a knock at the door.

"Who?" Bai Qianmo asked.

"Mo'er, it's for the father."

Bai Qianmo changed the liquid and went to open the door, saw that her father was holding a child in her arms, and asked with wide eyes, "Father, is this her child?" ”

Ye Chufeng nodded: "That's right, for my father, I let Yifeng go to Qiufu to pick it up, I hope this child will stimulate her desire to live."

Moreover, if this child stays in the enemy's house, sooner or later he will have to cry to death. ”

Bai Qianmo frowned, and said with a bitter face: "It's good, but such a young child is brought here, what does he eat?" His mother doesn't have milk to feed him yet? ”

Ye Chufeng choked, he really hadn't thought about this problem.

"Why don't you go find a nurse for your father?"

"Forget it, where are you going to find the nurse now? You asked my sister Wanqing to make some rice soup and feed it first, and when his mother can eat, she won't need to make rice soup when she has milk. ”

Ye Chufeng nodded, hugged the child and was about to turn around to find Su Wanqing.

"Father." Bai Qianmo stopped him: "Give the child to your daughter!" ”

Ye Chufeng handed the child to Bai Qianmo, turned around and went downstairs.

Bai Qianmo walked to the woman with the child in her arms, and the woman was still lying on the coffin board.

She lifted the quilt, pulled the woman's hand away, and placed the child at the woman's side.

Perhaps feeling the presence of the mother, the child was very well-behaved, smacked his mouth a few times, and fell asleep.

From birth to when he was brought back, the child didn't even drink saliva, and he didn't sleep long before he woke up.

I drank some rice soup and went back to sleep.

Under Bai Qianmo's careful care, the next morning, when the woman woke up, her mental state was much better.

Looking at the child in her arms, the woman showed a happy smile that had been lost and regained.

It's still weak, but it's good.

The woman looked at Bai Qianmo, who had a tired face, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Did you save the slave family?" ”

Bai Qianmo shrugged: "Otherwise, who do you think saved you and let me take care of you with a child?" ”

The woman's face was incredible, this child looked obviously only four or five years old, and he was actually a great benefactor who saved herself?

Whose child can be so powerful?

The woman smiled weakly and thanked: "Benefactor, thank you for saving the slave family's life, the great kindness and virtue cannot be repaid, and the slave family's life will be yours in the future." ”

Bai Qianmo rubbed her face and refreshed herself: "What do I want your life for?" You! Live your life well, raise your children, and don't think about anything else. ”

The woman's expression instantly darkened, and her heart was extremely confused.

She can't go back to Qiufu, and she doesn't want to go back, but she is a woman's family, how can she support a newborn child?

Bai Qianmo suddenly asked, "Did you fart?" ”

"Huh?" The woman looked confused, and was successfully diverted by Bai Qianmo.

"Did you fart this morning, I asked?"

The woman instantly felt extremely embarrassed, why did this little miracle doctor suddenly ask herself such an embarrassing question? Even if you fart, you're embarrassed to say it!

The woman shook her head slightly: "No." ”

Bai Qianmo pouted: "Then you can't eat anything yet, only when you fart can you eat some liquid food." ”

The woman was dumbfounded: "Does farting have anything to do with eating?" ”

Bai Qianmo looked serious: "Of course it matters, when I rescued you yesterday, your intestines were exposed, but I cleaned and disinfected you again and stuffed it back into your stomach, and sewed up the belly."

You can only eat if you fart, otherwise what about intestinal obstruction? ”

"Ahh This, in fact, the slave family quietly put one just now. After the woman finished speaking, her face instantly turned red to the root of her ears.

Bai Qianmo was speechless, this ancient woman is really strange, everyone can fart, what is there to be ashamed of admitting that she farts?

Oh yes, it seems that everyone's ladies can't even say buttocks, only butts.

The corners of Bai Qianmo's mouth showed a hint of evil smile, can that ass city be said to be a belly city?

Eh~, it's not a butt city, it's an ancient city, and it can't be said to be a city.

Well, let's tease Xiaomin later, and see if she can react?

Bai Qianmo was thinking about Ti Ancient City and Ass City in her mind, and there was an evil smile on her face, which made the woman look creepy.

What is the benefactor thinking? The expression is so strange!

"That, benefactor, can the slave family drink some porridge? If you don't eat, your child won't have milk to eat. The woman interrupted Bai Qianmo's wild imagination.

Bai Qianmo smiled: "Yes! As long as you fart, you can eat it, you take a rest first, and I'll have someone bring some porridge. ”

"Thank you, benefactor!"

Bai Qianmo asked, "By the way, what do you call you?" ”

"The slave's surname is Chang, his name is Chang Xian'e, and you can call the slave Chang'e."

Bai Qianmo twitched the corner of her mouth, Chang Xian'e, why didn't your father directly name you Chang'e? If you choose the name Chang'e, maybe you will fly to the moon yesterday.

Chang, try? It's awkward!

Forget it, Chang's is Chang's! Anyway, she made it so herself.

Bai Qianmo turned around and walked out of the room and went to find Su Wanqing to get a bowl of porridge from the kitchen.

Chang's mother and son fell asleep after eating, and Bai Qianmo continued to give Chang's infusion, such a big wound, it would be troublesome if it was inflamed without infusion.

Three days later.

Chang was already able to barely walk on the ground and eat normally.

Bai Qianmo asked Su Wanqing to make some blood-replenishing food for Chang's family as much as possible, so that she could replenish her body as soon as possible.

The child is also the same every day, perhaps it is more secure by the mother's side, the child sleeps after eating, wakes up and continues to eat, and rarely cries.

Bai Qianmo just watched the dots when she gave Chang's infusion, and let Situ Min and Su Wanqing take turns to take care of them the rest of the time.

Day 7.

Chang was fine, and the liquid stopped.

Luo Jiuying prescribed some traditional Chinese medicine to Chang's family and asked her to recuperate slowly.