I Love You, Stupid Woman!

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Sang Wan locked the door of the room and calmed down slightly before calling Bei Mingye.

Connected there soon.

Sang Wan heard that there seemed to be a bit noisy there, and after a while it became quiet again. Bei Mingye should have taken his mobile phone to another place before he said, "It's noon on your side?"

"Ok."

Sang nodded later, "Do you have time? If it is not convenient, we will later..."

"It's just a gathering of friends." Bei Mingye interrupted her unfinished words, seeming to realize something, "What happened?"

"I just met...Lin Muchen's son." Sang Wan was in a mixed mood.

Bei Mingye naturally heard that the son she said was not Dabai.

After understanding it at once, she called him to talk about the intention of this matter.

"Sangwan, have you thought about it?"

"Think about it!" Sang Wan looked firm, "In order to confess, I can't let go of any hope."

On the other side of the phone, the man pondered for a few seconds and asked her, "Even if Dabai's existence is exposed because of this?"

"..."

Sang Wan's hand holding the phone shook, and the phone almost fell to the ground, "How could..." Expose Da Bai's existence?

She was half talking, her voice stopped abruptly.

Realizing something, finally reacted.

Bei Mingye's reminder is correct.

If the matching results match, then in the process of persuading Xu Only or Lin Muchen to let Xiaojia donate bone marrow, it is very likely that Da Bai's existence will be exposed.

"If..." Sang Wan retreated two steps and sat on the sofa. The flame of hope that had just risen met a big pot of cold water, but she didn't give up, "What if you contact them as a stranger?"

"Sang late."

Bei Mingye sighed, "Do you really think Lin Muchen is doing charity?"

"..."

He was right.

That's right.

If the one waiting for salvation was a child who had nothing to do with Lin Muchen and the Lin family, then Lin Muchen would definitely not let Xiao Jia donate, after all, Xiao Jia was only three years old.

"Then what to do?"

Sang Wan's head is utterly distraught, and she doesn't know when there will be movement in her belly.

Ten thousand steps back and said, even if she is pregnant, then this child may not necessarily be able to be completely paired with Dabai.

Do you really want to watch Dabai wait to die?

Sang Wan thought of the worst possible possibility. If Da Bai could not be treated and died at such an age before she grew up, then she would rather hand him over to Lin Muchen.

At least that way he can live.

and so……

Sang Wan took a deep breath, "Anyway, let's match the shape first to see if it can be successful, Bei Mingye, what should I do now?"

Half-parents, the probability of matching success is not high.

If there are so many, it is better to match the model first.

Until now, Bei Mingye did not stop him, "You have to get a tube of blood from that little guy first, and then I will tell my people to find you."

"Okay..." Sang Wan nodded, silently jot down this point.

But it's not easy.

Hanging up the phone, Sang Wan frowned and thought about how to get Xiao Jia's blood...

Almost twelve o'clock, the servant came up and called her to have lunch.

Sang Wan went downstairs worried.

There was no one else in the house, and I didn't see Xu Ziyou on the dining table, but saw the little guy who hit her lap when she walked in.

The little guy lowered his head, the whole person was stunned, showing no energy.

"Where is her mother?" Sang Wan asked the servant.

"This……"

There was something unnatural and hesitant to speak on the servant's face. In the end he only said a few words, "I just went out."

Sang Wan frowned slightly, pulled the chair away and sat down.

It was quiet at the table.

Xiao Jia is a few months older than Da Bai, but it seems to be much quieter than Da Bai. Sang Wan watched him skillfully use adult chopsticks, and thought that his son could eat the rice all over the table with a spoon. Compared with his own Education is really a failure.

She felt a little ashamed and thought about it, and she thought about finding a topic at random, "Xiaojia, would Aunt Hui bump into you by accident, does her forehead still hurt?"

The little guy lowered his head to eat and paused slightly and shook his head.

He didn't look up during the whole process.

Sang Wan noticed that he had been eating the white rice in the bowl with his head down, and he hadn't picked up any vegetables. "Xiaojia, don't you like these dishes?"

The little guy shook his head and continued to eat white rice.

Sang Wan gave him sweet and sour short ribs that many children love to eat, "Come on, have some food."

"Thank you." The little guy, polite gentleman, finally spoke.

Sang Wan saw him stuffing the sweet and sour short ribs into his mouth, and gave him a chopsticks of vegetables, "How can I keep eating only white rice? Eat more dishes to balance nutrition."

Sang Wan picked him up several times, and every time he put it in his bowl, he could get a "thank you".

It's just that the little guy keeps his head down, and Sang Wan feels strange, and at the same time he sees a little scarlet on his neckline.

is blood?

Sang Wan frowned, "Xiao Jia, did you hurt your forehead, you look up and show your aunt?"

She remembered that Xiao Jia would hit her leg. Although the hit was heavy, it didn't break or bleed. Where did the blood come from?

When she asked, Xiao Jia's eating movement suddenly stopped, "I'm full, Auntie eats slowly."

As he put down his chopsticks, he moved a bit...slowly sliding down the chair.

Sang Wan felt very wrong.

"Xiao Jia, are you uncomfortable?" She put down the dishes and just got out of the chair, her face changed drastically, "Xiao Jia!"

The little guy staggered, walked two steps with ankles and fell to the ground.

Sang helped him before the evening, and the sound alarmed the servants at home. She wanted to help Xiaojia to get up, only to realize that he did not simply fall, but passed out.

At the same time, Sang Wan took a breath.

The cheeks on both sides of the little guy were red and swollen, all with messy slap prints. Thinking of the blood on his neckline, Sang Wan subconsciously opened his neck and looked at it. The scars on his body were even more shocking.

My forehead is hot, I don’t know how long I have been feverish!

"What's going on?" Sang Wan asked the servant, raising her head.

When speaking, it was even more difficult to pick up the little guy from the ground, "Help me prepare the car, and go to the hospital immediately!"

"This..." The servant was a little embarrassed, and his eyes flickered, "It's better to notify Madam Young first."

"Of course you have to inform her! But even if she comes back, Xiao Jia still has to go to the hospital, so immediately prepare the car for me, and inform your young lady on the way!" Sang Wan's face was a little ugly, and her tone was serious. Shocked.

The servant gritted his teeth and obeyed, "Yes, I will go now."

Sang Wan thinks this is wrong.

I called Lin Muchen on the way, but nowhere.

The result is the same after three consecutive times.

There is no alternative but to find Lin Jingshen.

Lin Jingshen didn't answer the phone, and returned a text message,'in a meeting'.

Sang Wan was distraught, stopped at the red light, and replied a text message, "After the meeting was completed, Xiao Jia passed out at XX hospital!'.

Unfortunately, there was still traffic jam on the road.

The car is stuck in traffic and is in a dilemma.

"do not hit me……"

In the co-pilot, Xiao Jia, who was held in her arms by the servant, showed a slight pain on her face, and whimpered, "Don't hit me, mother...Don't hit me..."

Mom, don't hit me!

Sang Wan frowned, Xu was the only one who hit her!

Is she crazy?!

"Yeah! Why is the young master still convulsing?" Sang Wan was in a daze. He couldn't help hearing the servant's exclamation. After returning to his senses, he saw the little boy who was holding the servant's arms pale and convulsed.

No more delay!

But this situation may have to be blocked for several hours.

Sang Wan glanced at the navigation, there was less than one kilometer to the hospital.

"Can you drive?" In an emergency, Sang Wan asked the servant while taking off his coat to wrap the child.

The servant nodded subconsciously after hearing the words.

"Then you wait here!" Sang Wan unfastened his seat belt, took the little guy from the servant's arms, and opened the door to get out of the car.

"Second Miss, you are..." The servant was puzzled.

"It's not far, it's not a way to stay stuck here, I ran over with him!" The situation was urgent, Sang Wan explained in a hurry and got out of the car.

The servant held her and said, "Don't, let's wait, you have just been discharged from the hospital, where can you afford to run with your baby?"

"Do you have a better way?" Sang Wan looked ugly.

The servant shook his head.

"Then let go?!"

The servant was stunned by her yelling, and subconsciously let go.

It was freezing cold, and Sang Wan was shivering in the cold, but he still didn't dare to delay for a moment and hugged the little guy in his arms, and ran with difficulty in the traffic.

"Xiaojia, you must hold on. We will get to the hospital soon, we will arrive soon..."

Maybe it was too uncomfortable, the little guy kept crying.

But the cry is getting smaller...

In the winter, holding a little guy of 20 or 30 jin in her hands was not a joke. There was cold wind in her lungs. Soon she was out of breath and insisted on talking to him.

"Xiaojia, you must hold on, you must..."

Fortunately, they are lucky.

Sang Wan ran for one or two hundred meters with the child, and met a traffic policeman who was clearing the traffic. The traffic police learned that the child was not well in her arms, and immediately drove a motorcycle to ask her to get in the car.

Sang Wan sat up with the baby in her arms, really about to cry, "Thank you, thank you so much..."

A few minutes later, the car stopped directly in front of the emergency room of the hospital, and gave Xiao Jia the coat. Sang Wan had only a thin sweater on her body. She was stiffened by the cold wind, and could hardly hold the little guy in her arms. She still asked the police. She had an abnormality, and hugged the little guy over, "I will send you in!"

"Thank you..." Sang Wan rubbed her stiff body and didn't dare to delay to keep up for a second.

After entering the building with heating, Xiao Jia was quickly pushed into the emergency room.

Sang Wan put on the jacket that the nurse took off Xiaojia and returned her, and her body finally recovered.

Xiao Jia is still being rescued, and Sang Wan is sitting on the lounge chair outside. The only thing he can do at this time is to pray that Xiao Jia will not have any trouble.

Not long after, her cell phone rang.

Sang Wan glanced at a string of numbers on the screen that did not save the contact, and his stiff fingers slipped on the screen for several times before the call was answered.

But I didn’t want to, and in the next second, the only voice that was so sharp and annoying came over, "Lin Wan, you bitch, where did you hide my son? Why are you so vicious that you won’t even let a child go. ?!"