Born to be pregnant

Chapter 277

Fu Shaoqian and Fu Ziyao walked together. Although Fu Ziyao's attitude towards Fu Shaoqian in recent years was not as close as before, even a little cold, but in general, it was not bad. Respect is exactly what Fu Shaoqian wants to see.

They got out of the elevator together and entered the parking lot. Before getting in the car, Fu Shaoqian said to her: "Ziyao, come and have a meal at home when you have time. The old lady misses you very much. After this time, let Zimu Give you a break and relax."

Fu Ziyao was stunned, and a faint smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, uncle, I'm leaving."

Seeing Fu Ziyao's car leave first, Fu Shaoqian waved for the driver to drive over.

As for Chen Mo, he was ruthlessly left behind.

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The sun was setting, and the beautiful sunset glow dyed most of the sky red.

In the hall of Taihe Hall, Hu Yalan, who was wearing a suit, negotiated with the doctor for a long time: "Why can't I see my daughter, she is a patient, not a prisoner, why can't I see."

Since Han Xiaduo came here, Hu Yalan has come here every day, clamoring to see people every day. The doctors and nurses here already know her, but no one listens to her words, let alone let her see her.

Today, the doctor finally got impatient with the questioning, so he yelled at her: "Whoever says she is a patient is not a prisoner. She is a dangerous person designated by the Ministry of Public Security to our hospital. She hurt people and planned to kidnap her. Such a dangerous person, the Ministry of Public Security does not allow her to be visited by others, so go back."

"What? You said this was an order from the Ministry of Public Security?" Hu Yalan didn't believe it.

The doctor pushed her away with a look of whether you believe it or not: "I still have things to do, so don't make trouble here, you won't be able to see her anyway."

Hu Yalan was pushed away, staggered and stunned in place, how could this happen.

She thought that Han Xiaduo could at least see her more often when she came here, and at least she could find a way to transfer her out, but now it seems that everything has become a delusion.

It doesn't work at all, she can't even see anyone, so how can she find a way.

Looking around, the oppressive and gloomy air, there are a few patients wandering around like ghosts in a daze, and a nurse or doctor will come out of nowhere in the next second and forcefully escort them back to the ward.

Heart-piercing screams suddenly sounded in the hospital, and I don't know who made them. It made people's ears numb and their hearts suffocated.

There were also a few mental patients who smiled at her stupidly. When she was unprepared, the man actually arched into her arms, held her plump body with one hand, opened his mouth and was about to pounce on her, and yelled: "Mom, drink grandma... drink grandma..."

"Ah—" Hu Yalan was almost confused by the sudden shock.

This lunatic is a man with great strength. He just pressed her to the ground like this, rubbed her plump body through a thin sweater, and then opened his mouth to bite. look.

No one came forward to help her. Seeing her being bullied by a lunatic like this, there is no way to stay in this place. Anyone who stays in a daze will go crazy.

Hu Yalan's loud screaming finally attracted a nurse. Seeing this situation, the nurse yelled at Hu Yalan impatiently: "What's your name? Who told you to be here? You deserve to be killed." While speaking , and picked up a syringe from the side neatly, and stabbed it on the back of the lunatic. The lunatic, who was still excited, finally weakened slowly and fell on Hu Yalan's body.

Hu Yalan pushed the person away in a collapse, and got up from the ground, in a panic.

Oh my God, she couldn't stay in this kind of place for a minute at all. How did Xia Duo stay here? Hu Yalan really couldn't think about it. She felt that she was going crazy, really going crazy.

Ignoring Han Xiaduo, she fled the mental hospital directly.

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In a ward deep in the corridor.

A nurse yelled coldly and mechanically from outside: "Han Xiaduo, take your medicine."

Han Xiaduo was wearing a loose blue and white hospital gown, curled up in the corner of the hospital bed, she was extremely thin, with a haggard appearance, her eyes were dull and lifeless, but when she heard the word "take medicine", her body couldn't help but tremble , clutching the bed sheet tightly with his hands, his body shrunk even further towards the corner of the wall.

"Take medicine!" The nurse outside snorted again.

If Han Xiaduo doesn't go, those people will come in and force-feed them, but taking those medicines will make people feel in a trance, feel weak, and even have hallucinations. She is not sick at all. If she continues to take these medicines, she will get sick even if she is not sick. .

"No, I won't eat, I won't eat—"

The nurse came in and rushed towards her with the medicine. When the medicine was brought to Han Xiaduo's mouth, she suddenly pushed them away forcefully. She didn't know where the strength came from, and ran towards the iron gate, but the iron gate slammed With a bang, it closed in front of her.

"Ah, let me out, let me out, I'm not sick, I'm not sick—" Han Xiaduo shook the iron door vigorously with both hands, and the iron door made a clanging sound, accompanied by her mournful roar.

This kind of drama has been staged four or five times. The nurse didn't have the slightest patience, so she directly asked the tall and strong woman next to her to help, suppressed it, and gulped it down.

Then the nurse distributed the medicine to the woman next to her, and she obediently took it immediately.

The nurse left satisfied, but as soon as the nurse left, the middle-aged woman spit out the medicine secretly and threw it under the bed.

As for Han Xiaduo, her body twitched a few times, and she fell weakly on the ground. The middle-aged woman looked at her with a sympathetic smile: "After coming here, do you think there is still a day to go out? Don't expect it, come, sister will accompany you How about you play around?"

"what--"

"what--"

"what--"

Three consecutive screams came from a certain ward deep in the corridor. Han Xiaduo was lying on the bed, and the woman in the next bed was behind her. She was holding several utensils in her hands. She was a mental patient with strong sexual abuse.

It looks normal on the surface, but she has a strong need every day. It is said that for this matter, she killed two men before she was locked up here.

She is really sick, but she doesn't like to take medicine. Once the disease flares up, she can do anything.

Women can play without men, and no patient is willing to have sex with this woman, so Han Xiaduo finally came here.

Han Xiaduo knelt on the ground, clutching the bed sheet in front of her with both hands, crying and shouting crazily, powerlessness and hallucinations hit her at the same time, Han Xiaduo felt that she was dying, really dying.

Tortured to the brink of death.

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Hu Yalan was also greatly stimulated, and ran back to the hotel with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes.

Han Wenxuan was resting in the hotel, when the door opened, Hu Yalan threw himself into Han Wenxuan's arms: "Old Han, old Han!"

"What's the matter, how did it happen?" Han Wenxuan was exhausted during this time, and Hu Yalan suddenly became like this, Han Wenxuan was stunned for a while.

But Hu Yalan cried and begged: "Old Han, think of a way, think of a way to save Xia Duo, that place is scarier than a prison, that place is not for people at all, it is too scary , How can Xia Duo bear it, woo woo—you have to think of a way, or we will never see Xia Duo in this life."

Han Wenxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he took her hand: "Where have you been?"

Speaking of which, Hu Yalan simply lifted up her clothes and asked Han Wenxuan to look directly at the marks of being bitten on her chest: "I was injured like this outside, and you said that Xia Duo was going to be inside, why not?" You know what it's like to be bullied, Wen Xuan, that's our only child, don't you have the heart for her to suffer in it all the time? They don't even let us see her, Wen Xuan, hurry up and think of a way .”

Hu Yalan was out of breath from crying, and Han Wenxuan had a terrible headache. How could he not worry about it, but if he wanted to see Han Xiaduo, he had to go to Fu Shaoqian, but he had made it clear.

"If you don't look for it, you have to look for it. If that's the case, I'd rather let Xia Duo go to jail, even if it's for a lifetime, than be tortured endlessly inside. Wenxuan, you should quickly think of a way."

Han Wenxuan pressed her shoulder: "Okay, stop arguing, let me think about it."

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When Fu Shaoqian returned home, it was dinner time.

The old lady ordered Aunt Li in the kitchen to serve dinner, and seeing that Fu Shaoqian was looking for someone, she reminded him: "I feel unwell at the end of the afternoon, and I'm resting upstairs. Don't let her come down to eat. I'll send her some up later. , Jinyan is with her, go upstairs and call Jinyan down for dinner."

In fact, Tang Mowan wasn't too uncomfortable, but he had no appetite and was a little lethargic. The little guy was building blocks by the bed by himself, having a great time playing.

Fu Shaoqian opened the door and came in. The little guy put his index finger to his lips, motioning him to keep his voice down. Fu Shaoqian nodded, "I made your favorite braised pig's feet downstairs. You can go down and eat."

"Really?" The little guy's eyes lit up when he heard it, "But I want to stay here with my mother."

"You go, I'll watch here."

"Thank you, Dad!" At this moment, he didn't pay attention to whispering, and he shouted loudly and went downstairs.

Tang Mowan on the bed had already woken up, struggling to sit up, Fu Shaoqian stuffed her with a pillow behind her back, feeling a little worried: "Uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." She shook her head, hugged his thin waistline, listened to his steady heartbeat, and stroked the wound on his wrist with her hand, "Your injury is not a serious problem, is it?"

"No." Fu Shaoqian whispered, "Do you want me to prove it?"

He bit her ear gently, like a spring breeze brushing against her ear, Tang Mowan blushed unconsciously, and pushed him away: "Shouldn't you go down to eat?"

"Well," he kissed her, but the phone rang suddenly.

"Quickly answer the phone." He was still making trouble with her, so Tang Mowan had no choice but to remind him quickly.

Fu Shaoqian paused for a while, and then slowly took out his mobile phone. It was an unfamiliar number. Fu Shaoqian was not so clever that he could guess the caller immediately, so he answered the phone next to him, with the same simple and concise opening words: "I sent Fu Shaoqian."

The indifferent and concise but extremely intimidating tone makes people's hearts flutter after listening to it.

Looking at his profile, Tang Mowan was still impressed by his handsome silhouette and smooth jaw.

I don't know who the other party is, Tang Mowan watched Fu Shaoqian listen quietly, he seldom spoke, and finally agreed: "Okay, Mr. Zheng invites an appointment, there is no reason not to attend the appointment."

Tang Mowan was curious: "Who is it?"

"Grandpa's former subordinate, invited me to have morning tea tomorrow morning, do you want to go?"

Tang Mowan shook her head: "Why so suddenly, is there something wrong?"

Fu Shaoqian replied: "You will know when you go."

"Ah."

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Fu Shaoqian got up early the next day.

Zheng Chongming is the old Zheng that Fu Shaoqian said, and he was indeed Fu Zhan's former subordinate. He also received the favor of Han Songming, but his status is also unspeakable.

His daughter, Zheng Qihe, is now the mayor of City A. Her daughter works in the Finance Bureau.

Therefore, the name Zheng Chongming, in the officialdom, no one dared not give it a little favor.

Fu Shaoqian came to the appointment wearing a simple shirt and suit, with a casual posture, neither humble nor overbearing.

Most of the older people have the habit of drinking morning tea for health preservation, so in the teahouse in the morning, you can see energetic old people everywhere.

Zheng Chongming sat by the window, a lacquered red Eight Immortals table, an old-fashioned carved window lattice, and an elegant bamboo screen separated a small area in the bustling teahouse.

The weather is already a bit cold, but Zheng Chongming is wearing a simple Chinese tunic suit, which is not thick. Compared with Fu Shaoqian's body, Zheng Chongming is old and strong. Behind him is a young guard who sees When Fu Shaoqian came up, he waved away the guards.

Fu Shaoqian came forward to shake hands and exchanged greetings: "Mr. Zheng is really nice. This place has a quiet environment. It's really a good old place to go."

"Shaoqian is here, sit down quickly, you young people don't drink this stuff, I have been coming to this store for decades, decades are like a day, it is still the same decoration as before, nothing at all Change."

Afterwards, Fu Shaoqian listened quietly, going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, since he was invited out so solemnly, he must have something to say.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Zheng Chongming began to chat about the family life like a cliché: "Shaoqian, when I followed your grandfather to conquer the world, it was a beautiful scene. There was also Mr. Han at that time, and the two of them were really soldiers. Huh..."

Zheng Chongming should really miss that time in the past, so when he said it with joy and force, Fu Shaoqian listened quietly all the time. As a qualified audience, when he turned the topic to Han Songming, Fu Shaoqian was already in his heart Of course.

Sure enough, I heard Zheng Chongming say again: "Shaoqian, actually I asked you out today because it's really a personal matter, do you mind if I invite another friend to drink tea together?"

When Han Wenxuan went upstairs slowly, Fu Shaoqian's eyes were calm, but deep in the calm eyes there was a strong sarcasm. Of course, only Han Wenxuan could see this, Zheng Chongming couldn't see it.

"Old Zheng." Han Wenxuan greeted Zheng Chongming with complicated emotions.

Zheng Chongming nodded, motioned him to sit down, and then asked Fu Shaoqian, "You don't need me to introduce you."

"No, I'm still very familiar with Mr. Han." Fu Shaoqian spoke first.

Han Wenxuan smiled awkwardly: "Boss Fu is serious."

"I'm not serious, I'm just telling the truth." Fu Shaoqian slowly filled up the tea for Zheng Chongming and Han Wenxuan, and took another sip himself.

Zheng Chongming is here to be a peacemaker. Seeing that everyone is here, he has a military temper, and he didn't beat around the bush, and went straight to the point: "Shaoqian, I know that you and the Han family had some unpleasantness before, and today I was entrusted , be this peacemaker, I hope you can look at my face and see if there is any possibility of turning this matter around?"

Zheng Chongming spoke euphemistically and bluntly. Fu Shaoqian took another sip from his teacup, and with an unhurried attitude, when Han Wenxuan almost lost his composure, he said, "Mr. Yes, but this matter was handled by Mrs. Han herself, and Mrs. Han also asked someone to issue the psychiatric test. It really has nothing to do with Mr. Fu. Now Mrs. Han is looking for me, what can I do?"

"Shaoqian, you have a lot of contacts in City A, so do you think there are other ways you can think of?"

This time, Fu Shaoqian directly revealed his sarcasm to Zheng Chongming: "Mr. Zheng, if someone kidnapped your son, daughter and your wife today, how would you treat this kidnapper after life and death?"

By the way, Zheng Chongming was speechless when he was asked. According to the current status of the Zheng family, it would probably make people die in agony.

Fu Shaoqian helped Zheng Chongming fill up the tea again: "My wife, children, and even my wounds have narrowly escaped death. Mr. Zheng, it's not that I, Fu Shaoqian, don't want to give you face. I believe you can understand. I heard that Mr. Ling wants to go up recently. As soon as we leave, if you have time, Mr. Zheng can ask Mr. Ji to have a meal and drink tea together. He has recently returned to his hometown to visit his relatives and is in City A."

"You mean Commander Ji?" Fu Shaoqian nodded, "I'll make an appointment with Mr. Zheng another day, and I'll leave today."

Zheng Chongming knew that this was a little compensation given by Fu Shaoqian after he rejected him, in order to ease his heart and prevent him from worrying about this matter.

It was none of his business at first, Fu Shaoqian gave face out of affection, not in duty, but now that his son was involved, he had to be cautious, so he could only look at Han Wenxuan apologetically: "Wenxuan, don't Say that I, as a world uncle, will not help you, so I can only help you here. You have seen Fu Shaoqian's attitude. Your daughter kidnapped other people's wives and children. How can you have the face to ask for such a thing? He is right. , if it were me, I would kill those kidnappers with one shot."

All the methods Han Wenxuan could think of failed.

Fu Shaoqian was determined, and even let go, whoever dared to meddle in other people's business, just wait and see.

How could anyone dare to take this hot potato and take care of this kind of nostalgia.

Han Xiaduo's matter has no room for reincarnation.

Christmas is coming soon, life is going smoothly and peacefully, and the old lady is already preparing for the New Year.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, Fu Jinyan accompanied Fu Jinyan to draw pictures upstairs. Fu Shaoqian sat in the living room and read the newspaper. , you should have a make-up wedding, just a simple ceremony, it doesn’t need to be too grand, but it’s going to be a formality, or I’ll call my in-laws and my mother to discuss it.”

The old lady pretended to pick up the phone to contact Xu Yining, but Fu Shaoqian pressed her hand: "Grandma, I have something to tell you."

Tang Mowan happened to come down from upstairs, holding a box of paints in her hands, just as Fu Shaoqian finished speaking, the paints in her hands fell to the ground in an instant——

Fu Shaoqian said: "Little grandma, Mowan has nothing to do with the Han family, so don't look for them in the future."

With a "click", the sound of paint falling to the ground alarmed the two people downstairs. Seeing Tang Mowan standing on the slow-walking platform in a daze, Fu Shaoqian immediately stepped forward and ran up to hold her hand: "Why did you come down?" ?”

"What did you just say?" Tang Mowan grabbed his slender finger bones and asked back.

(End of this chapter)