Chapter 1 Son

Style: Girl Author: basho night rainWords: 2393Update Time: 24/01/11 07:56:47
The sunset is all over the sky, but the heat has not abated. The muggy feeling in the air comes in waves, making people feel even more irritated.

In the corner of the hospital corridor, Lin Zhaoxia looked at the person in front of her with a calm expression. Lin Yanran looked at her with a smile on her face with unclear meaning.

"My good sister, you did a good job of hiding it from your family. Even though your son is already so old, you are still hiding it. Are you afraid that your family will ask for money from your man?"

Lin Yanran was shaking the appraisal report in her hand as she spoke.

She said that this sister was hiding a traitor, that she had never reached out to her family since college, that she had no support from her family after graduation, and that she was living in a prosperous society. No one would believe her if she had no one to help her.

It turned out that he was secretly adopted and even gave birth to a son.

Fake arrogance, tsk.

"Are you still dreaming?" The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly, so you must be awake.

Lin Zhaoxia only felt ridiculous. She doesn't even have a boyfriend, so how can she have a biological son.

Lin Yanran said in the morning that she wanted to use their hair for identification, and she agreed without thinking. Now he came to tell her that the child was her biological son?

I'm afraid it's not because I'm confused, but I'm dreaming that black and white are reversed and I haven't woken up.

"Don't deny it, this is an appraisal report from an authoritative hospital."

Lin Yanran shook the paper bag, "I can't find the child's biological mother in such a short time."

Lin Zhaoxia was stunned.

Does Lin Yanran mean that she doesn't need to fake it because she can't find the child's real biological mother in a short time?

Seeing Lin Zhaoxia in a daze, thinking that she had revealed the secret she was hiding, Lin Yanran smiled even more proudly: "My good sister, I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply."

Lin Yanran looked at her. Her sister was good-looking, and it was normal for her to be taken care of. So just right.

Throwing the appraisal report into Lin Zhaoxia's arms, "Don't forget dad's medication fee this month."

Without saying another word, he turned around and left.

Lin Zhaoxia watched her disappear at the end of the road, and her eyes moved to the paper bag in her hand. After staring blankly for a long time, he took out the report inside...

Just turn to the last page to see the identification results...

biological! Why are you your biological child?

Lin Zhaoxia was stunned and her mind was buzzing.

She finished moving in the morning, and the movers needed extra money at the last moment. She argued with them for a long time, and finally gave them some hard-earned money before sending them off in a good mood.

When I returned to the house and wanted to clean up, I found a child lying on the patio at some point.

A little boy of four or five years old, with shoulder-length hair and dressed in ancient costume.

Her face and body were covered with scratches and blood stains, and she lay silently on the patio of her new home.

Lin Zhaoxia was so frightened that she thought it was a hallucination caused by being too tired from moving.

Before she could react, Lin Yanran came over.

Seeing a child lying at home, I thought I had caught her secret, so I grabbed their hair and ran away.

Now come and tell her that that is her biological son! Where did she get her son? Did it pop out of the cracks in the rocks?

Well……

It really popped up all of a sudden. Did she rent a haunted house?

Lin Zhaoxia shuddered and ran away after realizing it. I ran to the emergency ward in one breath and rushed to the bed...

Hey, are you still there?

Suddenly this morning, the child lying on the patio of her new home was still there, lying unconscious on the hospital bed. She wasn't dreaming!

Lin Zhaoxia stepped forward and felt his breath...

Live!

Did you really rent a haunted house?

The haunted house sent her an ancient child from nowhere, and said he was her biological son! Lin Zhaoxia was numb.

After staring at the child for a long time, he turned and ran to the nurse's station, "Hello, may I ask, does your hospital have a medical laboratory center?"

The nurse nodded: "Yes, we are a tertiary hospital." This condition is still there.

After Lin Zhaoxia asked clearly, she ran back to the ward, pulled out the child's hair, and hurried out again.

"You can get the report in three working days." The doctor at the testing center answered her.

Thinking of Lin Yanran being able to get the results so quickly, Lin Zhaoxia asked him: "I heard that it can be obtained in three hours at the fastest?"

The doctor looked at her, so anxious? Nodding: "There are also urgent ones."

"Then I'll hurry up!"

The doctor nodded and didn't ask any more questions. This is not a forensic identification center. Why do we care about expediting it? "Go and pay the fee first, and the report will be picked up at noon tomorrow."

In the emergency ward, the long-to-small body was twisted and breathing was short of breath...

"Longzhi, run, run quickly!"

"Changzhi, leave us alone, run, run!"

Who is calling him? Who is telling him to run quickly?

He kept running for a long time, hugging the puppet tightly in his arms, running forward without looking back, his short legs moving very fast.

He was so small that he was submerged in the vines, shrubs and grass. His face and body were scratched by the branches and leaves of the vegetation, but he did not stop and kept running forward while stumbling.

Running in a panic, he saw a big hole covered by weeds in front of him. He didn't see it and stepped on it...

"ah……"

It’s so long that it’s about to fall off! Long enough not to die, long enough not to find your mother!

"Ahh..."

"Are you awake?" Lin Zhaoxia leaned forward and pressed him with both hands. Seeing that he woke up, she loosened her hands and looked into his dark eyes with a complicated expression.

Changzhi panted heavily and stared back at her. When he realized what he was doing, he shrank in shock and fear. The bad guys were here to catch him!

What is this!

Lin Zhaoxia felt that in the eyes of children, she was like a bad person who abducted children.

"Don't, don't be afraid..."

Damn it! No one told her how to take care of the child. Ah!

Lin Zhaoxia took a long breath and smiled, with both dimples showing: "Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Why don't you drink some water first."

Avoiding the child's frightened gaze, she turned around to get the water she bought at the convenience store.

"How about some milk?"

Lin Zhaoxia held mineral water in one hand and children's milk in the other. After thinking about it, she raised the milk in front of the child.

She also has dimples, two too! Same as mother.

Changzhi stared at her blankly, his eyes gradually losing some fear.

not talking? Dumb? Still don’t understand what’s being said here?

Lin Zhaoxia made a gesture of drinking water, but the child still looked straight at her with fear in his eyes, huddled in the white quilt of the hospital, with only his little head exposed.

The little hair on the head is messy, the little face is fair and delicate, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

The two stared at each other, one was silent, and the other just wanted to go crazy.

Who will tell her how to take care of the child? Can she just leave it alone? Ah! Damn it.

Lin Zhaoxia's luck, luck again, put a smile on her face again, her two dimples were even more obvious, and her voice was a little gentler: "Still need to pee? Hush?"

You can’t even understand peeing and peeing, right? Or should I say toilet?

Just when Lin Zhaoxia was thinking about whether to make a shameless shushing gesture, the child on the bed pursed her lips tightly and nodded to her with a red face.

call……

It's really not easy. Damn it.

Lin Zhaoxia lifted the quilt, helped him out of bed, looked at his little cloth shoes, and was lost in thought again. She remembered that the ambulance roared to her house, saw the child dressed up, and asked her if it was a child who fell off the stage during a performance. Came down.

No matter what performance, Children's Day has passed.

Changzhi was helped out of bed by this strangely dressed woman and entered a small room. The door was still closed. Changzhi looked back in fear.

His two little hands held the hem of his clothes tightly.

Turning around, he suddenly saw his small figure in the clear mirror, as clear as if there was a tall figure on the opposite side.

It was so long that I was stunned.