The little girl was still crying, probably in pain.
Su Cheng approached a few steps again. Looking at the child's face, she felt a lot like Mei Bao, but she couldn't be sure after all. After a long silence, she didn't say or do anything.
Qin Lizheng turned to the medical staff next to him and said, "Can we see if there is a red heart birthmark on this child's back, near the left back rib."
Su Cheng sighed slightly, took a step back, and looked straight at the little girl. At this moment, she suddenly hoped that she would be Meibao. At least, she found her and nothing was a problem.
The medical staff came over, picked up the little girl gently, and with the help of the dean, took off the clothes behind him.
"No." Xiao Cheng said suddenly.
Su Cheng's heart slammed again. She took a closer look and found that there was nothing. She didn't know what was the mood in her heart. She just felt weak all over, and she couldn't stand holding the crib.
Qin Lizheng sent Su Cheng back into his arms, and sighed with relief: "Dean, thank you. This is not our daughter. We will leave first. You can stay in the orphanage for this child. I will support her to grow up. of."
The dean watched them leave with sympathy, and helped put the little girl back in place: "If it doesn't work, get Doctor Jiang from the hospital again and let her see how to treat it."
The medical staff nodded: "Okay."
After leaving the Mingxin Orphanage, Su Cheng began to leaned against the window and watched outside without speaking. Qin Lizheng told Chen Tao about the little girl's condition just now, and believed that he would bring the doctor and money with him soon.
There was no news from the police station and Lord Guan. They couldn't find any way to find it. Qin Lizheng turned the car around and decided to go home first.
Su Cheng stood up and watched the sudden change of the road outside, somewhat delighted: "Why, there is news again?" As long as there is more news, she feels hopeful.
Qin Lizheng shook his head: "No, I just don't think it's a way to find it like this. Let's go home first, and discuss again after we get back how we should find it."
Su Cheng was lost again, and she also knew that it was not a way to find it, but it would be even more difficult to wait for her at home: "A Zheng, if... if you really can't find it, what should you do?"
She was hoarse and choked up.
Qin Lizheng slowly stopped the car to the side of the road, turned around and squeezed her hand, and gently wiped away the tears for her: "Don't worry, we will find the child, don't worry." He said over and over again, but in his heart It is an infinite guilty conscience.
In this huge city, even if all the contacts and resources have been used, there is no serious news, let alone finding his own daughter, even Wu Xianlie has no news.
In fact, he didn't know what to do.
But when facing Su Cheng, he knew that he had to hold on to keep her from falling apart.
After searching for many days, there was still no whereabouts of Meibao. The police also shook his head, and Lord Guan never called.
Su Cheng looks out the window every day, clinging to his cell phone, for fear of missing a little news, he sits on the bedside every night, waiting for the news, and sits again when he wakes up after falling asleep.
Qin Lizheng looked distressed, and at the same time, he was extremely anxious. He couldn't get away with the company's affairs for the time being. He could only go to the company and work overtime all night, and only sleep for four to five hours a day.
Xingbao brought breakfast to Su Cheng every day. Sometimes I found that she was still asleep, and sometimes when I saw her awake, but also unhappy, I guessed something in my heart.
Finally, on weekends, Qin Lizheng didn't have to work overtime, but he was busy all night on Friday night, and he rushed back early in the morning. As soon as he walked in, Xiao Xingbao ran over to help him take his suit and hang it aside.
Qin Lizheng was a little strange for a while, looked at the dining table, there was no Su Cheng, and then looked at Fu Hui, she looked upstairs, and he understood.
He picked up his son and squeezed his cheek: "Have you taken a good cram school these days? Have you taken good care of your younger siblings? You are a elder brother, you know?"
Xingbao nodded earnestly, pursed his lips as if he had something to say, just looked at his eyes and lowered his head again.
Qin Lizheng seemed to understand what he meant, sighed slightly, and sat at the dining table holding him, looked at Ju Shen and Yan Yan, and then at Fu Hui and Su Haotian.
"That's the case. MEBO is not here these days, and I know you miss him very much."
While talking, Qin Lizheng let go of Xingbao who was struggling to get to the ground. Seeing him sit down to the opposite side, he was suddenly very sad. Each of his children was very sensible, but he was ashamed.
Su Haotian came over and patted Fu Hui on the shoulder, which was a bit of peace of mind for her.
Qin Lizheng paused and said, "Actually, the real situation is that MEBO... She has chickenpox and must be isolated and treated. Now she is covered in her body and cannot be brought near by others, so my mother and I did not dare to tell you."
Having said that, Qin Lizheng was somewhat relieved.
Fu Hui and Su Haotian were a little surprised. They thought that Qin Lizheng was about to tell the truth just now, but they didn't expect it to be this roundabout tactic.
"Then, how long will it take to get better?" Ju Chen asked with his small round eyes. He also liked the little sister he had just had, including Yan Yan.
Qin Lizheng tried to hold a smile and touched Jushen's head by the way: "Don't worry, the doctor's treatment is very good. As long as Meibao gets better, my mother and I will take her home. So, you little guys. Don't hesitate, eat well and I will go up and see my mother."
Several little guys nodded one after another, but Xingbao watched his father go upstairs with breakfast, and he still felt a little worried. After all, he didn't know exactly what chickenpox was like, whether it was serious...
But seeing Su Cheng's gloomy appearance, he always vaguely felt that it didn't seem to be a simple illness...
As soon as he opened the door, Qin Lizheng felt the dull atmosphere in the room. Although the sun was shining outside today, the room was clearly covered with dark clouds, and Su Cheng sat quietly by the bed, staring at a place in a daze.
He didn't even hear his footsteps.
When the bed next to him sank, Su Cheng was relieved, turned his head to see Qin Lizheng sitting beside him, and relaxed a little: "You are back."
Qin Lizheng hugged her right shoulder and leaned her against her shoulder: "Xingbao and I said that Meibao had chickenpox and was raised in the hospital, so it can deceive them for a while."
Su Cheng closed her eyes, only to feel weak, as if all the souls in her whole body had been sucked away. She didn't expect that she was so useless that she would lose her child.
"Have you had a nightmare again?" Qin Lizheng helped her fiddle with her broken hair, revealing a pair of now dull eyes.
Su Cheng didn't bother to move, but said faintly: "Don't dare to sleep, dream as soon as you sleep." She can't tell how many times she has dreamed of MEBO, and every time is a nightmare.
Qin Lizheng pressed his lips tightly, his hands increased a little, he felt sorry for his wife and children. He was busy with work all day and didn't have time to take care of them. This led to...
Unknowingly, his eyes were filled with sour tears. Su Cheng closed his eyes tightly, and his body trembled slightly: "Blame me... Azheng, what to do... Blame me..."
She didn't know how to blame herself, but she couldn't get back her treasure.
Qin Lizheng couldn't say anything. He could only hug Su Cheng tightly. The embrace of the two people might be able to comfort each other. If the child really can't be found, they can hardly imagine what they should do in the future. life.
I don't know how long she has been crying, Su Cheng feels her eyelids are heavy, as if she is going to sleep in the next second, but she is so strong that she doesn't want to fall asleep.
Qin Lizheng brought the breakfast over: "You can eat a little bit. If you don't eat, you will soon be unable to hold back and fall. Xingbao and the others are still looking at you, so you have to consider it for them."
Su Cheng looked up at him, as if suddenly awakened a little bit in his heart. Even if he suffered such a severe trauma, he still had to go to work with the company, but what about himself
She would only cry embarrassedly at home all day, and didn't take care of the remaining children. Is she really too cowardly? You don't deserve to be this mother at all!
The knock on the door sounded a few times, relatively soft, and the two had realized that it should be Xingbao.
As soon as he pushed the door, he saw that it was Xingbao’s face. He held a small box in his hand and walked gently in front of Su Cheng: "Mom, help me bring this to my sister. She likes this very much. What about his toys."
Su Cheng raised his hand and pretended to rub his eyes, and wiped the scars on the corners of his eyes by the way, but the redness and swelling of the eyes could not be concealed: "Okay," she took it, "Don't worry, Xingbao, mother will give it to her sister and tell She was given this by Brother Xingbao."
Xingbao nodded earnestly, stood on tiptoe, and touched her face: "Mom, don't you cry? Dad didn't say that the doctor will cure my sister, and I just saw it written in the book, Chickenpox will not be serious."
Su Cheng and Qin Lizheng looked at each other, then nodded and smiled slightly: "Okay, mom knows, mom won't cry, Xingbao, these few days, I will help grandma take good care of my younger siblings."
Xingbao stood upright and saluted: "Mom, don't worry! I will take good care of my sister!"
Seeing his son's sweet smile, Su Cheng suddenly felt that he didn't feel so sad anymore.
At midnight, when people were all asleep, suddenly there was a cry of crows in the sky, and the man walking with a cloth bag on the unmanned street paused, and then cursed bad luck.
Looking around, he turned and walked into the woods next to him. Not far from the front, there was a faint light. It was a derelict warehouse building. I don't know who made factory parts here in the early years.
There are still many screws and iron pieces corroded by natural phenomena. The grass is full around it, and the shortest one is at the knee. A small hole is scraped out of the cloth bag behind him, and it seems to be bright red.