Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Song Wan is now accompanying Chu Xiang in the hospital every day, and every time Chu Lu remembers that when Xiaoyu became sick, what did he do as a father?

And when I think of it here, torture him, it will be these memories of the past

"What happened to Chu Xiang?" Xia Ruoxin asked Chu Li, this man has been late late, probably because of Chu Xiang, but she is actually envious.

Compared to her drizzle, Chu Xiang is indeed much happier.

"Wait awaiting ****," Chu Lu reached out and hugged her daughter, then held her small body in her arms.

Light rain, okay, not you. Otherwise, what do you want dad to do?

It can be seen that Chu Lu's spirit is not very good, and Xia Ruoxin will not say too much to him at this time. As for Chu Xiang, Xia Ruoxin cannot help, but I hope Chu Xiang can find a suitable one as soon as possible *** *, The medicine is very advanced now, and the cure may be great.

In fact, all of them are maintaining an optimistic mood, but they are anxious for Song Wan, or they may be confused and concerned. As soon as Chu Xiang cries, Song Wan will have an anxious heartache. However, they never waited for the right time to come out.

And Song Wan really couldn't wait any longer. The doctor's words seemed to be sentenced to her death every day. If there was no suitable ****, Chu Xiang might die.

No, she has to figure it out.

It's best for children, best for children.

At this time, her mind was at war with human beings. She actually thought of a way, but such a thing, to put it plainly, is a violation of the law, and she really can't get this hand, and she can't make this decision, but now Chu Xiang is really unable to delay.

She gritted her teeth and finally made a decision.

"Dean, do you think this is possible?"

In the orphanage, Song Wan talked with the dean for a long time. The dean is also very familiar with her now, and although her purpose is not clear to the dean, she is not stupid.

"Mrs. Chu, can you tell me if you want to adopt another child because of Chu Xiang's illness?"

Song Wan froze for a moment. She was confused when she had this concern, and she didn't know how to answer.

"Mrs. Chu, Chu Xiang can still be rescued. I want to ask you not to give up the child," the dean thought for a while, but finally said it out. She shouldn't have said it, but in the presence of God All lives are equal and there is no distinction between high and low.

Song Wan knew that the dean had misunderstood, but did not explain.

Waiting for her to come out of the dean's lounge, the whole person seemed to have been drained of all their strengths, a little unbearable.

The outside light fell on her face, and the fine lines around her eyes were about half more than in the past few days. At this time, it was not considered that the glare light hit her eyes. Her eyes hurt a little unknowingly.

She was about to go out, but she heard the voice of two little girls. Such a small word should be as big as Chu Xiang

"Sister, what do you want most?"

A little girl was talking, and her voice was a little familiar to Song Wan, but she could not think of it for a while. Who was this? The children's voices were all immature, especially those aged three or four. Sometimes, even boys and girls are not clear, let alone other.

Guoer sat in a wheelchair and propped up his little face.

"Guo Er wants to help his brother make a lot of money, so that he can go to school in the future, so he won't have to suffer, and he won't have to save sugar for Guo Er every time."

An adult's fairy tale, not every child will believe it, just like Guoer. There are certain things she always knows, but she pretends not to know.

Another little girl twisted her little body, and lay on the side of the little girl and said something, Guoer understood, smiled at her, this is the little girl who ran away.

Song Wan was going to go, but she didn't know what to do. The ghost made God come over, and then squatted beside Guo Er.

"Are you the child here?" She asked, and her gaze was on Guo's disabled leg. The child had only one leg, and the whole person was sitting on the top of the wheel. It was very petite, and still small and pathetic.

"Grandma is good, I am, my brother and I are both children of the welfare home," Guo Er replied clearly.

Song Wan stood up and wanted to leave, but in the end he and she clenched their hands and held back the guilt in their hearts.

"Do you want to give your brother a better life?"

"Well," Guo Er nodded strongly.

"What if grandma can help you?"

"Really?" Guoer held Song Wan's sleeve. "Grandma can really help Guoer, give Guoer a lot of money?"

"Yes, yes," Song Wan smiled stiffly. "I can, but grandma needs the same thing as Guoer."

She said, she really felt that a demon's hand stretched over to her, even tightening her neck so that she couldn't breathe, and she didn't even know what she was going to do or what to say, Only the words in his mouth were spoken word by word.

"Grandma needs something, can it grow?" The child's innocent thought was that what can be grown, like her legs, can grow out, this is what my brother said.

"Of course I can," Song Wan smiled at this time, a look she didn't understand. She put her hand on Guo Er's hair. The child looked like a little raindrop, and the raindrop was so soft. Hairy, can she really be cruel?

However, the thought of Chu Xiang, who was still suffering in the hospital at this time, may be dying at any time, and my heart was about to soften, and then hardened.

She told herself, as long as there is only one, although it ca n’t grow, but for a person, there is no problem at all. This is what the doctor said. Her fragrance will only have one kidney in the future and it will definitely grow. Life is a hundred years old, right?

"Guo Er, would you agree to grandma?" She felt like a cannibal witch, and was inducing ignorant children, step by step into her trap.

"Guo Er agreed," the child laughed at Mimi, without any sense of crisis, and she stretched out her little finger. "That grandma, let's go. Go, grandma will promise to give Guo Er a lot of money, and ask his brother to go to school and learn to paint. How about painting? "

"Okay, grandma agreed," Song Wan said, her nose was very sour, but in the end she still hardened her heart, remembering the child's name, it was called Guoer.