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¡°Before being adopted, Yanyan had been living in an orphanage on the outskirts of Beijing.¡±
The man¡¯s voice was very flat, without any fluctuation.
But Song Qinrong successfully frowned: "Yanyan is an orphan?"
"Yeah." Fu Sichen had already walked to the hospital bed with cold hot water.
The man tested the temperature of the water with the back of his hand, and after making sure it was neither cold nor hot, he put a straw and handed it to Song Qinrong's mouth: "Drink some water first."
Song Qinrong had no choice but to drink water through a straw.
¡°I sent people to the orphanage in the suburbs of Beijing to investigate Yanyan¡¯s information.
She was left at the door of the orphanage. There was nothing left on her body to prove her identity, and she did not know the specific year, month and date of her birth.
¡°The staff at the orphanage could only estimate it by looking at it. It was about two or three months old when it was picked up. He was adopted by his current adoptive father when he was five years old, and he is about six years old this year. "
Song Qinrong¡¯s eyebrows were about to twist into the Chinese character ¡°Sichuan¡±: ¡°Isn¡¯t there any information about Yanyan¡¯s birth parents?¡±
"Still checking." Fu Sichen replied calmly.
It seems that no matter what the problem is, it will be solved easily in his hands.
Song Qinrong was silent for a long time and nodded: "No newsit's also good news."
¡°At least it can be proven that Yanyan did not approach Xiaobao with some purpose.
If there is no suspicion, then she is just a simple and pitiful six-year-old orphan.
"Does the adoptive father live alone? If possible, send someone to keep an eye on him so as not to bully the adopted daughter." Song Qinrong said.
Fu Sichen smiled and touched the girl's cheek: "I know. Recuperate well and don't worry about other things."
This is a guarantee.
Song Qinrong raised her eyebrows and said, "Yeah."
With Xiaobao away, the ward was much quieter.
After drinking the water and giving the medicine, Fu Sichen glanced at the clock on the wall: "Lao Yang will come to check the ward at nine o'clock. There is still an hour left. Why don't you get some sleep first? It's rare that the little one is not here and no one is making any noise."
As he spoke, he tucked the girl into a thin quilt and patted her uninjured arm gently and regularly.
It¡¯s like putting a child to sleep.
Song Qinrong smiled helplessly: "Xiaobao goes out to buy wrapping paper so late, I don't trust him."
"My people, the Shen family's people, and the Spades' people, there are three groups of people following him, everything will be fine." Fu Sichen comforted him softly, "Song Muyao's men were seriously injured, and a few of them escaped. Those who went out have basically determined their location, and it¡¯s just a matter of time before they can be caught. Don¡¯t worry.¡±
Hearing Song Muyao's name, Song Qinrong's eyes darkened.
"Is grandma okay?" she asked after a moment of silence.
The expression on Fu Sichen's face did not change, but his eyes were fixed on the girl, and naturally he did not miss her subtle changes.
Hearing this question, the man sighed.
Lying on the bed on his side, he gently hugged the girl, and then replied: "Grandma is still guarding the scene. The Song family has hired many well-known doctors to accompany the elderly. If anything happens to the old man, we will immediately start the treatment." Rescue.¡±
Song Qinrong nodded, "It seems that the results haven't come out yet."
There is no definite conclusion yet on whether Song Muyao is dead or alive.
As soon as he heard this, Fu Sichen knew that the waves caused by Song Muyao's death in the girl's heart were not as peaceful as she seemed on the surface.
He put his hand under the quilt and took the girl's hand.
The two people intertwined their fingers and intertwined them.
After passing the warmth on his hand bit by bit, Fu Sichen slowly said: "It hasn't come out yet, but it's not hard to guess what the result will be."
"Yeah." Song Qinrong responded in a low voice.
The ward fell into silence again for a while.
Only the clock on the wall is left, ticking, ticking.
Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, she has been in the capital for half a year.
Recalling everything she had spent with Song Muyao during the six months in the Song family, Song Qinrong suddenly felt a little cold.
But the warmth from her palms and the firmness against her back quickly made her feel at ease again.
"Go to sleep, it's all over, take a good rest" The man's voice was low and sweet, like the sound of a cello, gently ringing in her ears, "Go to sleep, girl"
Song Qinrong¡¯s eyelids gradually began to feel heavy.
Not long after??She fell asleep.
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When Xiaobao opened the door and came in, he saw his mother sleeping soundly in his father's arms.
"Dad" Just as he was about to say something, the man "shushed".
Xiaobao quickly shut his mouth and backed away obediently.
After standing outside the door for a long time, the door opened.
Fu Sichen walked out and closed the door very gently.
"came back?"
He said, and at a glance he saw the beautiful packaging box held in the little boy's hand.
"Well!" Xiaobao nodded excitedly and raised his little hand high, "Here! Dad, I give this to you!"
"Thank you." Fu Sichen took the gift and was about to open it when he caught sight of Xiaobao looking at him from the corner of his eye, as if waiting for something.
The man couldn¡¯t help but laugh and squatted down.
Xiaobao happily jumped on the man, put his arms around the man's neck, and kissed him.
Then he took the initiative and put his fleshy cheeks in front of Fu Sichen.
Fu Sichen returned the courtesy and kissed him.
Xiaobao smiled happily and narrowed his eyes: "Hehe~ Yanyan is really right!"
"What did she say?" Fu Sichen asked.
Xiaobao glanced at the packaging box the man was holding: "Giving gifts to others is really more joyful than receiving gifts!"
"Really?" Fu Sichen also curled his lips, "Then do you want to be happier?"
"Of course I do!" Xiaobao nodded without thinking much.
After nodding, he realized that he didn¡¯t understand what the other person meant, so he couldn¡¯t help but ask: ¡°What is more joyful than giving gifts?¡±
??Fu Sichen smiled slightly, his usually cold and indifferent face rarely became lively, and his eyes sparkled: "What is happier than giving gifts is of course giving double gifts in one go."
Xiaobao:
"What you said makes sense."
Fu Sichen rubbed his son¡¯s head: ¡°So, can you do me a favor?¡±
"It's easy to talk! What are you busy with?" Xiaobao asked curiously.
??Fu Sichen glanced in the direction of the ward, lowered his voice, and said word by word: "Help me get married to the girl smoothly."
marry? ? ?
marry! ! !
It was like a thunder exploded above Xiaobao's head, making him feel a little dazed for a moment.
After being stunned for a long time, the little one finally realized what the other party meant. His mouth opened wide and his eyes widened: "Oh my god, Dad, do you finally want to marry your mother?"
"It's not finally." Fu Sichen shook his head, the tenderness in his eyes seemed to be able to drown people in it, "This is what I have always wanted the most." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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