Love You To The Bones

Fang Baoer was led in by Xiao Huange.

Seeing the handsome man I hadn't seen for a long time, the little guy threw off Xiao Huange's hand and ran to Shen Zichuan. Probably due to the nature of her father and daughter, her first attention fell on Shen Zichuan's feet.

Tiptoe, stretch out his little hand and touch his plasterboard legs. He asked curiously, "Daddy, is Mommy asleep? Shh, Shh, don't wake mommy to sleep. Let's talk quietly. Why are you sitting in a wheelchair? What's the matter with your feet?"

With that, he hooked his little finger, tapped on the white gypsum board, and asked in a nervous whisper, "Daddy, does it hurt? Are you sick like me?"

"I'm not afraid. The wandering doctor aunt said that as long as I take medicine and injections obediently, my disease will be cured soon. So, Dad, as long as you take medicine and injections obediently like me, your disease will be cured soon."

The little guy's hand tightened Shen Zichuan's crisp black suit trouser legs, for fear that once he let go, he would never see him again.

"OK, Dad, listen to boa."

Shen Zichuan touched her small head, touched her thin blond hair, which was obviously much less than before, and stabbed her heart. Finally, a surge of guilt and pain in the bottom of her eyes caught her off guard.

He blinked hard. After blinking the fog tide at the bottom of his eyes, he slowly lowered his head and asked the lovely and considerate cotton padded jacket holding his legs tightly, "have you had dinner?"

"Eat, godmother fed me millet porridge and vegetable soup, but it didn't taste good. I couldn't eat enough." Fang Baoer put her hand over her small mouth, turned her head and quietly Mimi looked at Xiao Huange standing at the door, and innocently blinked her beautiful big eyes, indicating that she didn't say anything!

What else can Xiao Huange say in the face of the cute little guy?

She looked at Fang Baoer's lovely appearance of deliberately selling Meng, reluctantly shook her head, took the opportunity to glance at Fang Xiaoran, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed, and remained silent for a while. Finally, she came silently and left silently.

Shen Zichuan takes good care of Fang Xiaoran. It's not very useful for her to stay.

Shen Zichuan didn't care whether Xiao Huange left. At the moment, all his mind fell on Fang Baoer and asked her with a smile, "aren't you full?"

The little guy smiled shyly. "Dad, I don't eat too much. It's all those things like boiled water. I'm very hungry after drinking!"

Shen Zichuan remembers that the little guy likes to eat crispy French fries and delicious fried chicken wing hamburgers, but now she can't eat too greasy food at all.

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened. Just about to take out his mobile phone to call Ji muyuan and ask him to buy more suitable food for Fang Baoer, he saw the little guy running to Fang Xiaoran's hospital bed, stretched out his little hand and gently patted his swollen stomach. The man said solemnly, "Mommy, why are you still sleeping? Wake up quickly. I miss my little brother. He must miss me too."

"Eh? Daddy, put your hand out quickly. My little brother kicked me. Ha ha, he kicked my hand in his stomach. Have a good time!"

According to his daughter's words, Shen Zichuan stretched out his right palm and put it on Fang Xiaoran's belly under the guidance of her little hand. Almost instantaneously, he was kicked and kicked by the naughty little guy.

He felt the magic of the connection between heart and blood. His breath was choked for a moment, and his whole body trembled and convulsed slightly.

After a long time, he took back his right arm, looked at Fang Xiaoran so quietly, and looked at Fang Baoer who was smiling happily at him. At that moment, he felt incomparable satisfaction.

Song Zijian and Ji muyuan pushed the door back and forth and came in. They saw that Fang bao'er's hair had fallen a lot, leaving only a few thin pinch. They were stunned for a while.

It was Fang Baoer who suddenly saw so many people. He was very happy and chattered, "Uncle song and uncle Ji, do you all come to see my father and Mommy?"

"Yes, we'd better come to see bao'er. Look, what kind of beautiful gift I brought you?"

Song Zijian took a Barbie doll more than half a person from Ji muyuan's hand and stuffed it into Fang bao'er's hand. "Isn't it beautiful? Is it beautiful?"

"Beautiful! Beautiful!"

"But ah, in my eyes, bao'er is more beautiful and beautiful than them!"

"Uncle song, you're right, and I think I'm the most beautiful!" Fang Baoer hugged the straight doll with both hands, beaming with joy, and skillfully walked to one side of the sofa to play with Barbie dolls.

After successfully teasing the little guy into a happy mood and about to fly, song Zijian gathered around Shen Zichuan, restrained his careless look, lowered his voice and said, "brother Zichuan, bao'er's condition looks more and more serious."

Shen Zichuan closed his long and narrow eyes. Under the light, his handsome face was covered with a layer of wet tide. "The doctor has issued a deadline. If she can't find a matching bone marrow, she may not live for four months."

"Then we only have about three months to find the matching bone marrow."

Ji muyuan handed the fast-food box in his hand to the man in the wheelchair and motioned him to have something to eat first. While continuing his words, he looked moody. "Zichuan, I think we can't just place our hope on the side of the human organ donation bank. We can start from another aspect."

"Which way?" Song Zijian asked excitedly.

"Start with Xiao Jingyi and his mother Cheng Shuyu."

In terms of logical analysis, Ji muyuan always turns faster than song Zijian.

He frowned, then lowered his voice and said, "Zichuan, before you start, you must be 100% sure that Cheng LAN is not Fang Xiaoran's mother."

Brother for many years, Shen Zichuan immediately understood the real meaning hidden in Ji Mu's distant words, put the food box in his hand on the bedside table at will, glanced at the wrist watch in his hand and nodded, "I'll arrange this."

It's less than eleven o'clock. It's very late for ordinary office workers, but for Cheng LAN, who has a rich nightlife, happiness has just begun.

Since Cheng LAN met Fang Xiaoran, she has received many substantive benefits from him. As long as she is greedy and wants to get more benefits from him, she will not refuse any of his requests.

Shen Zichuan slightly closed his eyes, took the mobile phone from Ji muyuan's hand, began to call Cheng LAN, and said expressionless, "It's me! My wife has signs of threatened abortion. She hasn't woken up after the operation in the hospital! You're my wife's mother. Can you come and see her sometime now? Maybe my wife will wake up soon after hearing your call."

Soon, hearing that Cheng LAN answered the word "good" at the other end of the phone, Shen Zichuan quickly hung up the phone and returned the mobile phone to Ji muyuan. In a cold voice, "she will come soon. It's about half an hour's drive. Go and get ready first."

The preparation work is nothing more than taking some hair from Cheng Lan's head, or drawing a tube of blood from her to match Fang Xiaoran.

Finally, song Zijian and Ji muyuan discussed for a while and decided to start with the simplest and fastest way.

Blood type test is faster than paternity test. The results can be obtained in about three or five minutes.

After the discussion, song Zijian and Ji muyuan sent the sleepy Fang Baoer back to the ward where she lived. They told Xiao Huange, who was waiting in the ward, to take good care of the little guy and immediately turned and left.

After all, time is pressing, and they have more important things to do.

……

Probably because Shen Zichuan called in person, Cheng LAN came very soon.

He opened the door and hurriedly asked Shen Zichuan with his back to her, "Mr. Shen, my daughter... How is Xiaoran?"

It seems that he is very worried about Fang Xiaoran's body, but even if he pretends to be worried about Fang Xiaoran, he still can't hide the happy light in the corner of his eyes.

"Her condition is not very good."

Shen Zichuan pressed his hands on the tires on both sides of the wheelchair, slightly forced to turn the angle, and just collided with Cheng Lan's eyes.

He clearly saw the happy light at the bottom of the woman's eyes. The bottom of his heart was seven points sure, but now it has become ten.

Tiger poison doesn't eat its son.

If Fang Xiaoran is really Cheng Lan's daughter, she can't show an expression of schadenfreude.

If she shows such a look, it can prove that Cheng LAN is not Fang Xiaoran's biological mother.

Well, all his guesses before were right!

But before finding conclusive evidence, Shen Zichuan didn't want to tear the ridiculous disguise on Cheng Lan's face at the moment.

"Mr. Shen, how long has Ranran been sleeping? She still has children in her stomach. If she keeps sleeping like this, what should she do about the children? What about Ranran's body? What did the doctor say? I didn't know until now that such a big thing happened..."

Cheng LAN stepped up to the bedside and happened to turn her back to Shen Zichuan. She choked, "Ranran, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mom's late!"

Lowering her head, she looked at Fang Xiaoran, who was as motionless as a dead man. Her voice was choked, but the corners of her mouth rose darkly.

Cheng LAN doesn't understand why Shen Zichuan's eyes become colder and colder as she stares at her, but she also knows that as long as she shows more concern for Fang Xiaoran and shows that the other party knows that ran is more deeply in love with her mother and daughter, this man will never doubt her.

When Cheng Lan was still secretly proud, she temporarily installed a miniature infrared camera in the upper right corner she didn't notice, and faithfully photographed the scene from the corner of her mouth.

Song Zijian crowded around Ji muyuan and snorted coldly, "I tell you, Xiao Jizi can still show such a happy death in the face of his own daughter. There is only one reason, that is, she is not the biological mother of the little sister-in-law at all. He mews. No wonder I feel something wrong at the first sight of this old woman.

Do you know why? Because the woman is so coquettish, but the little sister-in-law is so immortal. I said, "how could such a coquettish old woman give birth to a daughter-in-law?"

"Shut up!"

Ji muyuan choked the cigarette in his hand and didn't have time to pay attention to song Zijian's afterthought behavior. He directly took screenshots of the subtle expressions on Cheng Lan's face just now, packed them and sent them all to Shen Zichuan's mobile phone.

As for what to do next, it is Shen Zichuan's business. He and song Zijian are only responsible for the whole process cooperation.

Across the room, Shen Zichuan heard a slight drip sound from his mobile phone, slightly cooled his cold face, bowed his head and opened all the small videos just received by wechat one by one.

After reading it for about ten seconds, the man had a dark smell all over his body. The narrow bottom of his eyes hid the blood light of fierce gas. His straight back leaned back, and his voice hissed in the depths of his throat, "Mu yuan, you can start!"