Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Yes, our child, are you really careless and you don't even know that you have a baby?" Chu Lu's hand moved to her lower abdomen, and it was laid flat there. His hand was warm. But, his heart, not knowing why, was already numb.

Sorry, light rain, uncle can't save you. Suddenly, his heart hurt so badly that the green tendons on the back of his hands were about to explode. He didn't even dare to think about the child again, he didn't dare to think about it again, that little face.

In this high-end VIP ward, at this time, the people here are all thinking, even the air around them seems to be thinner, and the people are suppressed.

Chu Li ’s hand has always been placed on Li Manni ’s abdomen. It seems to be acting on his behalf so as to calm his heart and stop thinking about the small face and the child that he gave up. .

Mother Li was right.

How do other children's children compare to their own, yeah, their children are the most important.

If he really wants him to choose, then he has no second choice. He needs children, their Chu family needs children, and their Chu family also needs an heir. And Li Manni finally laughed contentedly. Perhaps among so many people, only she can really laugh out.

Because she got everything now.

She has everything she wants, and everything she doesn't want can quickly disappear.

Quietly closing her eyes, she thought she could finally have a good dream today.

Chu Lu's black eyes were always staring at her, and finally there was some pain that could no longer be erased. He turned around and looked at the window, and there was a vicissitudes that didn't belong to him. He Chu Lu also had a day when she had such tangles, and when she slept well, he might have insomnia all night, but as long as she liked it.

His wife, his deceased child, needs his protection.

In another ordinary hospital, Xia Ruoxin gently wiped off the contents of Xiaoyu's mouth, and she vomited again, and this child has not eaten well for several days. Burned for a day.

"Mom, Xiaoyu hurts," her little hand clasped Xia Ruoxin's clothes. In fact, she has always been a very strong child, and she never screamed pain easily. But this time, she said she If it hurts, then it must be very painful.

How much can a three-year-old child bear? A three-year-old child will cry a little when touched, but her daughter now has such a pain, but it is just one sentence, mom, light rain hurts.

"Mom knows," she held her daughter's small body in her arms. "Mom knows that Xiaoyudian is painful, and her mother also ache with Xiaoyudian. Will you be patient for a few more days? After that, it won't hurt anymore, and Mom will buy a lot of beautiful bows and a lot of beautiful clothes for Xiaoyudian. "

"Mom, don't lie to Xiaoyudian ..." Xiaoyudian's voice was getting weaker and weaker, and she was more indented into her mother's arms, and her small body was constantly shaking,

Xia Ruoxin put his hand on his daughter's forehead and found her daughter's body temperature scary.

"Doctor, doctor ..." She quickly picked up her daughter, called the doctor, what to do, what to do, her daughter had a fever again, once more anxious, once more than once, and once more than once the temperature Be tall.