My dear President, Please make a detour

Qin Zijin always remembered the child, so he asked Jian Qianyu to take him to the hospital the next day.

"Sobbing..." sobbing Bao came to the hospital for several injections because of a cold a while ago, so he was very excluded from the hospital. He kept crying as soon as he came in.

Qin Zijin knew that the children were afraid of here, so he didn't blame him this time.

"Good, don't cry." Qin Zijin was patient and coaxed for a while.

But the crying bag was still noisy, and the small body moved around in his arms dishonestly. It was obvious that he wanted to leave here.

Qin Zijin was so upset by him that he could hardly hold him. He had no choice but to hand him to Jian Qianyu.

"Coax him well." Qin Zijin rubbed his forehead and said reluctantly, "I have a headache because he cries."

Jian Qianyu looked at the crying bag in his arms, thought about it, and directly pressed his small head into his arms.

Don't let him see the hospital environment again.

It may be because Jian Qianyu has too much sense of security in his arms, or it may be because he can't see the surrounding environment when he is buried in his arms

Anyway, gradually stopped crying.

All the way to the nursery, Jian Qianyu stopped.

"The child on the far right is the one," Jian Qianyu said to Qin Zijin. "The child has been here for a month, and now his vital characteristics are very stable."

Qin Zijin craned his neck and looked.

The distance was too far, and the children were wrapped tightly, so Qin Zijin couldn't see clearly at all.

"Can you go in?" Qin Zijin asked.

Jian Qianyu nodded, "you need to change your clothes. Go in. I'll just wait outside with crying bag."

"Well, let me go in with the crying bag. Just in time, let's see if he likes this little guy."

Finally, he changed his clothes and went in with Qin Zijin and crying bag.

"This is your little uncle." although he is not as old as crying bag, the wrinkled little guy in front of him is really crying bag's uncle.

Crying bag didn't understand what his uncle was. He just widened his eyes and looked at the baby much smaller than him.

"Ah woo! Ah woo!" cried the crying bag, and stretched out his little hand to touch the baby.

"No, be careful." Qin Zijin stopped his crying bag's hand: "you can't touch your uncle yet."

The crying bag is too small, and the strength in your hand can't be stopped. If you hit your little uncle in front of you, it's not good.

The crying bag was grabbed by her mother and didn't care. She still stared at her uncle in front of her.

After staying inside for a while, Qin Zijin left with a crying bag in his arms.

Before leaving, crying bag looked back reluctantly and looked like she was reluctant to leave.

On the way back, Qin Zijin smiled and said to Jian Qianyu, "crying bag likes the child very much."

Jian Qianyu smiled lightly: "I guess I know that the child will play with him in the future."

The two men smiled and said a few words. Qin Zijin recalled the baby's appearance just now: "that child is actually quite like Qin Zhenglong."

When Jian Qianyu heard this, he suddenly had a suspicious silence.

After a while, Jian Qianyu said, "Zijin, would you feel sad if I told you that Qin Zhenglong was probably dead?"

Qin Zi was stunned.

"He, isn't he missing?"

"He has been missing for such a long time, and don't forget that he has so many enemies in the end," Jian Qianyu reminded.

Qin Zijin pursed his lips with complicated eyes.

"Qian Yu, have you heard from him?"

Jian Qianyu shook his head: "just know some, but I guess he won't live much."

Qin Zijin calmed down for a while before taking a few deep breaths.

"I may feel a little complicated." when Qin Zijin spoke again, his voice was very calm: "but I have been completely disappointed in him. Whether he is dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me."

"HMM." Jian Qianyu stretched out his hand and comfortingly rubbed her hair.

Dozens of miles away.

The protagonist they are talking about is in a dark and humid basement.

"Mom, don't you hate him the most? Why keep him until now?" Qin Chuyue stood at the door of the basement and looked inside with some disgust.

Lin Zhilan smiled and played with her newly made nails: "it's because I hate it, so I have to torture him thoroughly and let him die."

With that, Lin Zhilan Shi ran walked in.

In the basement, Qin Zhenglong was curled up on the ground with wounds on his body.

"Zhilan, Zhilan, help me." Qin Zhenglong's haggard and aging face was full of ugly expression: "for the sake of our husband and wife for many years, let me go."

"Couple for many years?" Lin Zhilan's face twisted: "Qin Zhenglong, how can you say that?!"

"How did you get rid of me when you were going to marry that woman!"

Lin Zhilan still can't forget that moment.

Qin Zhenglong, the beautiful young woman in your family, come home.

The woman was pregnant with his child. For this reason, Qin Zhenglong said he would go with the woman to get the certificate, have a big banquet and a big wedding!

Lin Zhilan was ignorant at that time.

"Aren't we husband and wife?" Lin Zhilan remembered that her voice trembled and asked him.

But what did Qin Zhenglong say?

He said, "Zhilan, we are not a real couple without a certificate. Rourou, she was pregnant with my son when she was young. How considerate you are for her."

"Considerate of her?! what about me? Qin Zhenglong, I've been with you for so many years, but you treat me like this?!" Lin Zhilan asked madly at that time.

Qin Zhenglong seems to be unable to see her emotional collapse. He is still gently coaxing the charming little woman beside him.

Everything in the past... Whenever Lin Zhilan thinks of it, she will feel like going crazy.

"Zhilan, I'm wrong. It's all my obsession. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me? I swear I'll treat you well in the future." Qin Zhenglong is still pleading.

Lin Zhilan sneered: "treat me well? What do you have left now? Qin Zhenglong, you have nothing now!"

Qin Zhenglong was stabbed in the painful foot, and his ugly face became more ferocious.

Lin Zhilan stood up and seemed to dislike him and deliberately left him a few steps away.

"I'm doing well now, Qin Zhenglong. You've been calculating all your life and betraying others all your life. Now, it's time to taste the taste of being alone." Lin Zhilan laughed.

Qin Zhenglong trembled and wanted to say something, but he didn't know why and couldn't say it.

Lin Zhilan was too lazy to look at him again and left with Qin Chuyue.

After they left, Qin Zhenglong lay on the ground and suddenly shed two lines of muddy tears in his eyes.