Halfway through the road, there were no cars or people around, and it was empty and quiet. Otoya sped up a little, but suddenly hit a truck at the left corner of the next intersection. The car was going in the same direction as her and was traveling at a faster speed.
She was much faster, but she suddenly reversed course after turning a corner!
Seeing that she was about to hit him, Otoya quickly turned the steering wheel to avoid it and stepped on the brakes. However, the thermos bucket rushed towards the front window glass out of habit. She moved her body to grab it with both hands and stepped on the brakes. Although she saved her life,
Soup, but the car slammed into a tree on the side of the road.
Fortunately, the brakes were applied beforehand, so the speed slowed down and the tree was not knocked down. However, her forehead hit the window glass, and the steering wheel hit her chest violently, causing her to twitch in pain.
There was blood on his forehead. Otoya covered it with a scarf. His chest hurt so much that he couldn't breathe. Even breathing hurt, let alone moving.
It seemed like she had to take a photo to check, hoping that nothing was wrong. She held the steering wheel and leaned her head lightly on the back of the chair. There was only a single streetlight on in front of her, illuminating her frightened face.
Tears fell, and she reached out to wipe them away. She just wanted to throw herself into his arms to find some warmth.
The tremendous pressure over the past few days has made her almost breathless. Chen Mudong's voice is still fresh in her memory. She always feels that one day, he will suddenly burst in front of her and kill her with one shot.
, that kind of extreme fear, it is useless to escape.
After sitting in the car for nearly two hours, I called the nurse twice and asked her to turn Fu Lingzhi over. He had wounds all over his body. If he lay on either side for too long, the wounds might be crushed.
When daybreak came, she locked her car on the side of the road, took a taxi and rushed to the hospital. She applied medicine to her forehead first, then endured the pain and returned to the ward.
Fortunately, he is still sleeping.
Otoya took a picture and did several tests, and the nurse just happened to come. She thought that she had not seen Xiaonian for so many days and wondered how he was doing in the kindergarten. She had missed him since the car crash last night.
Let's just take him over. Fu Lingzhi is his father after all, and this might be a good opportunity to harmonize their relationship.
Xiaonian was very happy to see her, and kept pouting and asking her why she hadn't come to see him for so long. Otoya smiled apologetically, kissed his forehead, and let him play by himself. She went to the teacher's office to learn about his recent past.
Case.
He has been in poor health since he was born. Not only does he have autism, but he had a total of five intestinal resections before he was three years old. At such a young age, not only was his gastrointestinal condition not good, but his liver was also not good. His whole body was also affected.
Problem.
Therefore, among all the children in the kindergarten, he was the only one with a yellow complexion, and other children did not dare to play with him. He even asked her why, but Otoya could only choke and be speechless.
Because he was frail and sick, and often had stomachaches, Otoya was worried, so he entrusted him to this kindergarten. It had professional medical measures and could receive timely treatment for any symptoms.
Xiaonian was particularly happy today. Along the way, he kept pestering Yinmi. Yinmi pinched his soft cheeks lovingly and said, "Xiaonian doesn't eat on time. Look, his face has become thin again. What should I do?
, Mom is heartbroken."
Xiaonian quickly hugged her neck and acted coquettishly. He didn't know what feeling distressed meant, so he could only say, "Mom, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."
Otoya smiled and kissed him hard, "My dear, do you miss daddy?"
Without any hesitation, Xiaonian shook his head.
Otoya was a little sad, but still enlightened him, "Dad is sick and can't move in bed. Xiaonian is his obedient son, so you should stay with him well, you know? What did your mother teach you? Do you know how to be filial to your parents?"
Know?"
He muttered and wrinkled his little face, "But daddy is fierce, fierce."
Seeing him repeating the sound twice, Otomi suddenly hugged him tightly, "Mom is here, and if he dares to hurt you, how about mom fighting him to the death?"
"Working hard will make you tired... Mommy doesn't want it." He nestled in her arms and grabbed her clothes.
Otoya looked at her son, smelled the fragrance of milk on his body, and gradually fell into deep thought. She couldn't help but think sadly that if the child in her belly was still there, Xiaonian would have a younger brother or younger sister in a few months.
Maybe then he wouldn't be so lonely.
Thinking of these, Otoya's mood dropped, and she took Xiaonian to the inpatient department. She played a game of climbing stairs with him. It took them more than half an hour to climb five floors.
Fu Lingzhi had to say that he was a little surprised when he saw Xiaonian. He didn't see her after getting up in the morning. It turned out that he had gone to pick up this boy.
It's hard for someone like Fu Lingzhi to show any warmth, not to mention that he never knows how to get along with children, and Xiaonian doesn't like to talk.
He pursed his lips stiffly, with a rare smile on his face, "My son finally came to see me."
Xiaonian hid behind Yinmi, holding the edge of the door with one small hand. Yinmi pulled him, but he didn't move. Yinmi could only sigh. It seemed that he had really formed a shadow on Fu Lingzhi.
Fu Lingzhi was a little frustrated. He stretched out his hand towards Xiaonian and said, "Come here and see if your kid has grown up?"
Xiaonian raised his head and looked at his mother. Yinmi touched her little face and said, "Be good, honey. Go say hello to daddy."
Only then did Xiaonian slowly come out from behind her, with fear in his eyes, which were so cute and dark. He squirmed and shouted "Hello, Dad." He also bowed politely.
Fu Lingzhi was also happy, "As expected, he was raised by me. He is strict and polite, and has the style of the Fu family! Not bad, not bad."
Otoya rolled his eyes at him, what do you call a product he raised? Xiaonian is a living child, what does he think of him? He always speaks vulgarly!
Besides, he, as a father, has really failed to fulfill his responsibilities. It is reasonable for Xiaonian to be afraid of him.
But the atmosphere finally became harmonious. Previously, she was worried that Fu Lingzhi and Xiaonian's eyes were wrong and their noses were wrong. She also didn't forget that he beat Xiaonian in front of her and Wen Zuimo at Fu's mansion a few months ago.
He slapped him and scolded him so cruelly.
Yinmi peeled fruit for Xiaonian. Xiaonian sat upright on the stool beside Fu Lingzhi's bed, not daring to move at all. His little heart also knew how terrifying his bad father was.
When Fu Lingzhi asked, he would answer a few words honestly. Fu Lingzhi felt that his autism had improved a lot. Otomi looked at the father and son quietly, feeling very happy in his heart.
But she didn't know that the atmosphere would change in the next second. The whitewash of peace was like brittle glass that was barely glued together and would shatter as soon as it was knocked.