Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

City hospital.

When Yan Huan rushed to the ward, he saw two rows of bodyguards standing outside the door.

She couldn't help but be stunned. "Did he send all this?"

Yining nodded, "yes."

Yan Huan pursed her red lips, and there was a trace of doubt in her heart.

She didn't say anything, handed things to Yining and went into the ward alone.

The ward was very quiet. Only the sound of ECG instruments could be heard.

Yan Huan looked at Wu Peiqing lying on the hospital bed, and her heart tightened.

Even if she is not her biological mother, she has raised her for more than ten years after all. It is false to say that she has no feelings.

"Mom, I came to see you."

Yan Huan spoke and Wu Peiqing didn't move.

She sighed slightly and sat by the bed looking at her.

Who knows, as soon as I sat down, the ECG instrument suddenly screamed, and the alarm at the head of the bed also sounded.

Yan Huan was about to ring the nurse's bell when a group of doctors rushed in from the door and crowded her out around the bed.

"The patient's heartbeat is weakened, rescue immediately!"

I don't know who said this. Yan Huan saw someone pushing various instruments into the door. She was also invited out of the ward by the nurse.

Yan Huan stood outside the ward and looked at the rescue inside. Xiumei frowned.

Yining comforted.

"Don't worry too much, madam. Mrs. Yan is seriously injured. Such a situation is inevitable."

Yan Huan knew that if Wu Peiqing had been in such a coma, he would not last long.

A layer of sadness lingered over my heart.

Yining raised her hand and pressed it on her shoulder.

"Don't worry, madam. The doctors who went in just now are special doctors in the army. They will certainly save Mrs. Yan."

Yan Huan frowned at the doctors in the room, "are they military doctors?"

"Yes, President Li specially sent it."

Yan Huan frowned more tightly.

Whether the professional bodyguards added at the door or the doctors used in the army are explaining one thing.

Li mingjue is on guard against someone.

Yan Huan turned to look at Yining. "Tell me honestly, have you found the murderer?"

Yining stopped and said, "this... We can't say it casually."

Yan Huan's face changed slightly, "he also knows, doesn't he?"

"Don't worry, madam. President Li did guess the identity of the murderer, but there was no evidence, so..."

Yan Huan forced himself to calm down, "who is it?"

"Yes... Bai Lao."

"Who?"

"Bai Ruixin's grandfather is also the master recognized by President Li when he was a soldier."

Yan Huan's pupils contracted suddenly.

When Li mingjue first introduced Bai Ruixin, he just said that Li family had a cooperative relationship.

He never said he was his master's granddaughter

"The patient has been rescued. Who is the family member?"

Yan Huan instantly regained his mind and looked at the doctor, "I am."

"The patient is out of danger and needs to eat, preferably liquid."

Yan Huan nodded, "I know, I'll buy a machine."

"Madam, I'd better go."

"No, I can go by myself. I happen to know a supermarket nearby."

Yan Huan refused Yining's kindness and turned downstairs.

……

In half an hour.

Yan Huan came out of the supermarket with big bags and small packages. As soon as the things were loaded into the car, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind her.

Just as she was about to turn back, she put her hands over her mouth and nose.

The pungent smell immediately penetrated into the nasal cavity.

Yan Huan was so dark that he fainted before he could ask for help.

When she woke up again, Yan Huan found herself in a secret room.

After her hands and feet were tied and her struggle was fruitless, she began to look at her surroundings.

There was only a small window in the secret room, and the wall was hung with all kinds of instruments of torture, which looked a bit like the cautious punishment division in ancient times.

"Anyone?"

"Is anyone there?"

She shouted twice, but no one answered except the echo.

A moment later, the small window of the secret room suddenly opened, and a secret door slowly opened on the right side of the wall.

An old man came in with a tap and a cane.

He had short gray hair, and although his face was full of wrinkles, it did not affect the dignity of his whole body.

The old man stood still in front of her without a look of stooping.

Yan Huan couldn't help saying, "are you a soldier?"

The old man narrowed his eyes. "How do you know?"

"My husband is also a soldier. You are very similar to him in many places."

I don't know why. Yan Huanming knew that the old man was the one who kidnapped himself, but he couldn't afford to be afraid of him.

On the contrary, I think he is particularly kind.

The old man looked at her condescending, with an extraordinarily serious look.

"I'll lock you up here, and you're not afraid I'll kill you?"

Yan Huan said calmly, "if you want to kill Da Ke, you can kill him when I'm in a coma. When I wake up, it will be very troublesome?"

"Well, you're smart."

Yan Huan looked at the proud old man in front of him and smiled faintly.

"Old Sir, I'm curious. You don't look bad for money. Why kidnap me? I don't remember offending you."

"You didn't offend me, but you offended my granddaughter."

Granddaughter?

Yan Huan subconsciously thought of Wenyi, but when he thought of the old man's military identity, he suddenly understood.

"You are Mr. Bai."

The man who sent someone to kill her mother.

Yan Huanmei's eyes were covered with frost, and her original pretty face became cold and gorgeous because of anger.

The white old man said coldly, "since you guessed my identity, little girl, I'll just tell you directly."

"I want you to leave Li mingjue."

Yan Huan sneered and put away his original closeness to the old man.

"If you said this at the beginning, I might think you are an elder of the calendar family."

The white old man snorted, "I am the elder of that boy."

Yan Huan remembered that Yining had mentioned that Bai was always the master of Ming Jue.

She said expressionless, "really? I've never heard my husband mention it."

"Hum, that's his ingratitude!"

Yan Huan raised her eyebrows slightly.

"My husband has always been a man of gratitude. He will not recognize you and has not even mentioned you to me. He can only explain one thing."

"He doesn't recognize you at all."

The white old man seemed to be stabbed to the pain by her and immediately exploded.

He turned, picked up the whip on the wall and turned, "do you believe I killed you?"

Yan Huan's eyes fell on the whip full of barbs, and his heart trembled.

If this whip is whipped down, it must be torn open.

She put away her indifference and said faintly, "calm down and make money with kindness, don't you? What can't we discuss?"

"You really killed me or beat me half disabled. It's not easy to tell my husband, is it?"

"Hum! Explain? What do I need to explain to him?"

Yan Huan suddenly wondered why Li mingjue wanted to recognize the proud old man as a master.

Obviously, he doesn't use his brain at all except the courage of a reckless man.

She sighed silently and explained patiently.

"You caught me at the gate of the supermarket. There are surveillance everywhere on that road. As long as he wants to check, he will immediately know that you caught me."

"With his love for me, do you think you can get away?"

"Hum! With him? I'll see how he can keep me from getting away with this whip today!"

Bai Laohua suddenly raised his whip and whipped it at her.