222. Chapter 220 A word of mother comes from the heart
Still another black woman held a clean cloth and picked up the baby.
The pregnant woman who gave birth had already passed out. Chenxing sat there stupidly, finding that she still couldn't control the feelings in her heart.
If you don't deliver a baby yourself, you will never understand the fear and fear.
She even felt that she was more excited than the pregnant woman who gave birth, and she was even more wandering between life and death.
A tear rolled down uncontrollably from the corner of his eye.
All she could think about was the woman sitting in the mental hospital staring at her in a daze.
The woman who gave birth to herself after experiencing the catastrophe of life and death.
At that time, she didn't even dare to look at that woman and refused to accept that fact. She went back to the country to visit the woman who gave her the right to come into this world, but in the end she still ran away.
She has never gotten along with her biological mother, and she cannot experience that kind of love.
The maternal love in her heart was all given by her adoptive mother.
She was afraid that that stupid woman would occupy the position of her adoptive mother in her heart. Her nurturing grace was greater than heaven. Even if Gu Shaocheng said that her adoptive father was her real father-killing enemy, she could not resent them. All her motherly and fatherly love
It was all given by them. What right did she have to hate two people who had worked hard to raise her?
But at this moment, infinite emotions arose in her heart. How could she reject the woman who gave birth to her? It was so painful to be pregnant for ten months.
Chenxing's lips trembled violently, her throat rolled several times, and a broken sound of the word "Mom" came from deep in her heart.
She covered her mouth, and hot tears rolled down silently.
"Sister Angel, why are you crying?" The mother's daughter hugged her face and kissed her timidly and uncontrollably: "Sister Angel, my mother and brother are fine, thank you."
Chenxing raised her head, glanced at the dark and thin little girl, and found that the little girl had such a grateful smile on her face. She opened her lips, realized her gaffe, and quickly wiped her eyes: "
No…you’re welcome.”
"Little nurse, what's wrong with you?" A soldier who was carrying supplies came over and asked her concernedly.
Chenxing sniffed: "I miss my mother."
"Oh, don't be sad. I miss my mother too. I have been in Liberia for seven months and have only spoken to my mother on the phone once. Do you feel particularly emotional when you see other people giving birth and think of the greatness of your mother? Your mother must be thinking about it too.
You, stop crying. There are many people here who need our help."
Chenxing nodded, quickly put away his emotions, and said to the soldier: "Thank you."
Chenxing's heart relaxed slightly, and he plunged into work, doing simple but serious treatment for several other villagers who had suffered minor injuries.
At this time, someone outside suddenly shouted: "Go quickly, go quickly, the water is rising, and this place will be flooded. Everyone, hurry up and get out. Everyone, get out and put on rubber bands."
I don’t know whose voice it was, but it was very urgent. There were more than 20 people in the room. When they heard the voice, they all smashed the pot.
Suddenly there was chaos.
Especially the villagers, who were rushing to run out, fearing that they would be a step too late.
The soldiers who maintained the order shouted, "Don't mess up, don't mess up." But they may not understand English at all. Chenxing fell behind and stood with the soldiers who maintained the order. There was another soldier who directly carried the fainted pregnant woman on his shoulders and walked out:
"The rubber boat can't accommodate so many people at one time. Let pregnant women get on first. Everyone, please give way."