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Wen Lan nodded, "I don't know why, the first time I met Yangyang, I felt an indescribable feeling of intimacy. The kid also liked me very much."

"It's because you pinned your feelings for Nuannuan on her." Zhou Qiao's eyes were full of melancholy.

Wen Lan suddenly remembered something, "I remember you said that when you rushed to the hospital from Jiangcheng, Nuan Nuan died -

With Wen Lan's prompting, Zhou Qiao's thoughts suddenly returned to half a year ago.

When she rushed to Anbeiqin Hospital, Wen Lan's operation had been completed. The surgeon said that the child had been stillborn due to lack of oxygen, and he also took out a baby girl covered in bruises for her to take a look at.

She only glanced at the child briefly before going to the ward to stay with Wen Lan.

Wen Lan was still in a coma because she was born prematurely.

Less than half an hour later, Xie Yansheng came in a hurry and called her outside to ask about Wen Lan. She told the truth. After hearing this, Xie Yansheng only smoked a cigarette without saying a word.

Zhou Qiao's thoughts were wandering and he recounted that part of the past to Wen Lan.

The wound in Wen Lan's heart was torn open again.

If it weren't for Cheng Nijia, how could she have endured the unforgettable pain of losing her daughter?

"It seems that you regard Jiang Jingci's daughter as Nuan Nuan." Zhou Qiao, a very transparent person, advised, "Since you are worried about the little girl, go and have a look. Even if you stay here, you are destined to have insomnia tonight. "

"When I had a caesarean section, no one else was there except the doctors and nurses?" Wen Lan then got to the point.

"The operating room is sterile, so how can outsiders be allowed in? When you were pushed into the operating room, Xiaoli and the others were kept out." Zhou Qiao was filled with sadness.

Wen Lan suppressed all his unhappiness and stood up, "Qiaoqiao, you have a good rest. I have to go and see Yangyang, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well all night."

"Go. After reading Yangyang, don't bother me in the ward again. Go back to Shuyuan Mansion and have a good sleep. There are many things waiting for you tomorrow." Zhou Qiao gave her an eviction order.

Wen Lan did as he was told and quickly packed his luggage. After walking out of the ward, he didn't forget to tell the nurse waiting in the next room to pay more attention at night.

Zhou Qiao was very resistant to the nursing staff keeping an eye on her in the ward, but for her safety, Zhou's mother had no choice but to book the next door ward and let the nursing staff wait inside around the clock.

At noon, the nurse quietly installed a UV sensor on Zhou Qiao's bed. As long as Zhou Qiao gets out of bed and the weight on the bed is reduced, the alarm can be heard in the next room.

It was already past midnight, and Wen Lan was driving on the empty streets. He inexplicably thought of the dead cat with a dagger stuck in it, and felt terrified in his heart.

In order to embolden herself, she still dialed Jiang Jingci's number.

This time, Jiang Jingci answered immediately, "Why aren't you sleeping so late?"

"I'll be at the Children's Hospital in about ten minutes." She asked eagerly, "Are you still crying?"

Jiang Jingci on the other end did not answer her question and said mockingly, "Yangyang is my daughter. You rushed to the hospital in the middle of the night. I really can't enjoy this blessing."

"I don't know why I care about a child so much." She murmured, "Lao Jiang, I promise you, when you get to the hospital, you will take a look at Yang Yang and then leave."

"Xie Yansheng is divorcing An Zhen because of you. If you come to the hospital in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid that he will find out and fall out with you?" Jiang Jingci spoke sharply.

"Don't be afraid." She said and ended the call.

Although Jiang Jingci made sarcastic remarks on the phone, he still went downstairs early to wait for her in the parking lot.

After getting out of the car, she locked the door and saw Jiang Jingci leaning not far away and smoking.

"How's Yangyang doing?" she asked proactively.

"I was just put to sleep by the nanny, but I kept crying intermittently." Jiang Jingci frowned and walked side by side to the elevator with her.

Wen Lan's heart felt as if something had torn it off, and an indescribable pain swirled in her internal organs.

Until she saw Yangyang, the pain didn't ease one bit.

Yangyang was lying on the hospital bed, a small ball, and his mouth was still smashing aggrievedly.

The nanny who was sitting on the bed hurriedly stood up and called Wen Lan "Miss Wen."

"You go and have a rest. I'll stay with Yangyang tonight." When Wen Lan saw Yangyang for the first time, he decided to stay in the ward to spend the night with her.

The nanny didn't see any objection on Jiang Jingci's face and hurriedly left the ward with a low eyebrow.

Wen Lan gently pulled up a low stool and sat in front of the hospital bed. He held his chin in one hand and stared at Yangyang, unconsciously falling in love.

Seeing that she showed no sign of leaving, Jiang Jingci simply took off his coat, sat on the sofa at the door and stared at her slender back in trance.

Wen Lan didn't sleep much last night. He was very busy in the studio during the day, and his eyelids kept fighting until now.

Within half an hour, I fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Jiang Jingci looked at the big and small people in front of him, his thoughts were rolling, and he couldn't calm down for a long time...

Wen Lan was woken up by Yangyang's crying. She was sleepy, so she picked up Yangyang and comforted him.

"You must be hungry." Jiang Jingci had already stood up to pour milk for Yangyang.

Wen Lan heard his footsteps behind her and reached out to pick up the bottle, but she didn't expect to touch his hand!

Jiang Jingci's palm trembled slightly, but he quickly placed the bottle in her palm.

She didn't care about this, she tried to feel the temperature of her breasts, and then she put them into Yangyang's mouth when she felt it was OK.

Jiang Jingci was right. Yangyang was really hungry. He drank a hundred milliliters of milk in less than two minutes!

"Hold her upright after feeding to let her burp, otherwise the milk will easily spill." Jiang Jingci reminded.

She hurriedly did as she was told. Yangyang was still sleeping on her head. She burped twice in a row and fell asleep again.

"Don't hold her again if she falls asleep." Jiang Jingci tidied the bed for Yangyang as quickly as possible and reached out to take Yangyang from Wen Lan's arms.

Wen Lan was afraid of waking Yangyang up, so she didn't hide when their arms touched.

When Jiang Jingci put Yangyang back on the bed and covered her with the quilt, Wen Lan sincerely praised, "Old Jiang, you are a qualified nanny."

"She is my daughter now. I should treat her well with all my heart. There is no qualification or disqualification!"

Jiang Jingci thought, "If you really like Yangyang, why not be Yangyang's godmother?"

"Godmother?" Wen Lan was shocked, "Can I?"

"If you can't, then no one in this world can." Jiang Jingci said slowly, "I'm afraid I can't give Yangyang a sincere mother's love in this life. You like her and can drop everything to accompany her in the middle of the night. Isn't it natural for you to be a godmother?"

Wen Lan was immediately persuaded, but she was still reserved and refused.

Jiang Jingci persuaded her again, and Wen Lan finally agreed to become Yangyang's godmother, and said that she would give Yangyang a gift when she was discharged from the hospital.