There is a building in the south of the city center that does not look very tall, but is very large.
The tall red cross hangs on the top floor of the building, adding a layer of solemnity to this not-so-majestic building and making people feel awe.
White sheets, white curtains, everything in the hospital is so white, it's like entering a sacred and inviolable white world.
And in this whiteness, there is inevitably a stain.
A doctor in a white coat pushed a medical cart filled with medicines to the door of the ward where Xia Xingcheng lived.
After she felt unwell yesterday, Qin Pei finally had some conscience and sent Xia Xingcheng directly to the hospital.
The doctor looked around furtively, then pushed the medical cart into the room and gently closed the door.
The doctor looked at Xia Xingcheng, who was sleeping on the hospital bed. He quietly put his hand into the treatment towel, took out a 2.5ml syringe, and walked towards Xia Xingcheng tremblingly.
The doctor struggled for a long time beside Xia Xingcheng's bed, and finally he could only close his eyes and say silently in his heart: "I'm sorry."
He held Xia Xingcheng's hand and tightened the skin above his arm, and quickly entered two-thirds of the needle. Holding the needle with the thumb of one hand, he quickly injected the liquid with the other hand.
Even the slow and fast steps of inserting the needle were forgotten, and it didn't matter whether the patient could bear it or not.
After injecting the liquid, the doctor randomly stuffed the needle into the treatment towel, covered the mask, pushed the treatment cart, and walked out pretending to be calm.
There was no way. Even though she was a doctor, treating illnesses and saving lives was the basic thing, but she was also here to do what she was ordered to do.
The saddest thing in the world is that Xiaobao was taken away, while Xia Xingcheng was drugged and fell into a coma.
At the same time, an English castle-style villa stood on the mountainside on the outskirts of the city. As night fell, the lights beside the villa were bright, and one Rolls-Royce after another rushed towards the villa at full power.
"Mrs…"
A group of men in black stood next to a plump woman wearing a cheongsam. Although she was over 40, her skin was still moisturized, and they whispered a few words to Qin Pei.
Qin Pei suddenly threw the remote control in his hand and stood up suddenly: "What did you say? Xiaobao was taken away?"
Seeing their boss angry, a group of men in black lowered their heads, fearing that if they were not careful, their lives would be lost here.
Qin Pei was anxious. His eyes were rolling at this moment. He turned around and ordered: "Keep your mouths shut. If I know anyone who leaks this matter to me..."
The men in black lowered their heads even further. Qin Pei's deliberate pause made them feel scared. The Qin family was rich and powerful, and Qin Pei's words were not just words.
If you are not careful, it will be a small matter if you lose your salary, but it will be a big deal if you lose your life.
"What are you still doing here? Go out and look for me."
Qin Pei's image of an elegant lady just now was completely gone, and her face became very distorted due to extreme anger.
It was also at this time that Qin Peicai became upset. For the sake of his son, he had changed too much and was heartbroken.
One of the men in black captain stood up: "Madam, the world is such a big place, we may not have that many clues."
Qin Pei became even more angry when he heard this. He picked up the remote control that he had just thrown on the table and smashed it into the face of the man in black.
"No clue? What do I feed you for? You can't even handle such a small thing."
Even after venting like this, Qin Pei was still very anxious. She sat on the sofa as if she was exhausted: "I don't care what method you use, you must find the little treasure for me."
The men had no choice but to make a grimace and retreat as quickly as possible.
People on Qin Pei's side began to search for Xiaobao as soon as they learned that Xiaobao had been taken away. After searching for a long time, they still could not find Xiaobao.
In a luxurious house, on a European and American sofa, at a glance, you can see a lazy woman sitting on the simple and elegant sofa. She has her hands intertwined and resting on her legs in an elegant and arrogant posture. On the dark brown round table in front of you are bouquets of delicate and colorful flowers, as well as a pair of delicate and slender scissors.
Next to these things is a porcelain vase, which is white and a little transparent. The body of the bottle is a little wavy, and the opening on it looks like a big mouth. It looks very eye-catching and makes people think that the person who designed this bottle is very talented.
Qin Pei on the sofa is playing with these things. Looking from a distance, it looks like a landscape painting.
After hearing the news that Xiaobao had not been found, she broke the rose in her hand. The thorns on the branch had not been completely cut off by her. When she was breaking the rose, her slender and weak hand was accidentally caught by the dangerous danger. The thorn was pricked, and blood immediately flowed out.
She was so angry that she pushed the beautiful flowers on the table to the ground with one hand, became furious, and vented her anger on her subordinates.
On the other side, Liang Fengyue ordered her men to bring Xiaobao.
Thinking that the woman's child was about to fall into her hands, Liang Fengyue folded her arms in front of her chest, smiling with a very proud look on her face.
Liang Fengyue looked at the defenseless Xiaobao who was brought to her with a proud attitude. Although her face was full of smiles, her eyes were full of disdain for the cute child in front of her. Vicious hostility.
Xiaobao looked at Liang Fengyue. There was no trace of fear on his young face. On the contrary, Xiaobao's big watery eyes kept staring at the woman in front of him who looked beautiful and elegant but was actually sinister and ugly inside.
Liang Peiyue saw Xiaobao's sarcastic expression, and the proud look on her face immediately disappeared. The facial features on her face instantly became distorted, looking very crazy.
Liang Fengyue grabbed Xiaobao's collar mercilessly, showing no affection or pity for him at all. Regardless of Xiaobao's status as just a child, she dragged Xiaobao and looked at such a tender and weak person like Xiaobao with a fierce look on her face. The child roared angrily: "You still dare to stare at me? Do you want to be beaten? You look exactly like your vixen mother."
Like a crazy woman, she kept shouting angrily at Xiaobao, roaring crazily at Xiaobao: "If it hadn't been for that bitch Xia Xingcheng's appearance, how could Ye Ting be like this? If it wasn’t your mommy, how could Ye Ting not love me anymore? If it weren’t for your mommy’s appearance, Ye Ting would definitely have fallen in love with me. But why, why, why is there a woman like Xia Xingcheng in this world? , it’s your mommy, it’s her, it’s her, she stole Ye Ting’s love from me.”
"You are not worthy of staying in the Sheng family at all. Why are you always occupying the man I love? You are not worthy of him!"
(End of chapter)