The long eyelashes fluttered. The child in the ward woke up quietly and looked at the white ceiling blankly. Where is he?
Ouyang and his wife rushed over in unison, one to the left and one to the right, with rare agility. "Yihan, are you awake? What's wrong with you?"
Yihan looked blankly at the couple who suddenly appeared, and was stunned for a long time. Her eyes were round and big, very cute.
Mrs. Ouyang's heart melted, and she kept touching the child's face, "I am grandma, and he is your grandpa."
Yihan finally woke up and struggled to sit up, but Mrs. Ouyang pushed him back and prevented him from getting up.
His black and white peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "Did I faint again? It doesn't matter, I'll be fine after just lying down for a while."
Mr. Ouyang was startled, "Do you know you are sick?"
This child is so precocious and his reactions are faster than ordinary children. He deserves to be his grandson.
Yihan nodded indifferently, "Well, that's why I want to see daddy one last time."
Mr. Ouyang's vision went dark, he almost couldn't stand, and he was so heartbroken that he couldn't speak.
It turns out that I didn’t have any ulterior motives, but just wanted to say goodbye!
The last scene? Mrs. Ouyang suddenly felt like a thousand arrows piercing her heart. She burst into tears, beat her chest and feet, hugged the child and cried heartbrokenly. She scolded her son so much that her son, who had always been treated as a darling, became unintentional in her mouth at this moment.
A heartless, ruthless, irresponsible pervert.
If he was smarter, why would he do this?
"Child, we will definitely save you. We will definitely... you won't die."
She said this sentence repeatedly, tears flowing uncontrollably.
Outside the door, a big hand was holding the door handle motionless for a long time. The veins on the hand were erect, and the expression was forbearing and painful.
In the room, the two adults were completely out of control, but the little child looked indifferent, as if it was none of his business, and as if he was quietly waiting for the call of death.
This hurt the Ouyang couple to the bone marrow, heart-wrenching pain.
Mrs. Ouyang was a little calmer and refused to let go of her child, "Yihan, where have you been all these years? Who have you lived with? Who has taken care of you? Why didn't you come to us earlier?"
Yihan smiled slightly, finally like an innocent child. "I live with my mommy. She is very good to me and loves me very much. I have been very happy these years, except..."
Mrs. Ouyang's heart was raised and she asked urgently, "Except for what?"
Yihan shook his head and refused to say anything more. His face was very stubborn, "It's nothing. It's very late. I want to go home. Grandma, can you take me home?"
Mrs. Ouyang refused, "No, you are a child of the Ouyang family, of course you have to stay in the Ouyang family."
She didn't like the woman she had never met before, and she couldn't even take care of her child. It was really useless.
Yihan couldn't help but become anxious and sat up suddenly, "But what should I do about my mommy? She is so stupid and can't do anything. I am so worried about her."
He struggled to get out of bed. Mrs. Ouyang was so frightened that she hugged him tightly and patiently coaxed him.
She made many wishes, such as buying him new clothes, toys, and cars. She bought him anything he wanted, but she didn't impress him and kept clamoring for a mommy.
Mrs. Ouyang was so tired and sweating profusely that she could only ask her husband for help.
Mr. Ouyang thought for a while and finally managed to say, "You are sick and need a good rest. When you recover, I will let you see mommy, okay?"