Lu Youyou transmigrated into a book one day.
She became the cannon fodder who was abandoned by her husband and child, and her mission was to save the male supporting character who sacrificed ...
Chapter 165 360 Degree Display
After all, it is a hospital on the island, and the face of the commander's wife is still very useful.
The conditions in the ward were average, but fortunately it was very quiet. It was located at the other end of the corridor, with no one living next door. The Wu family also allowed a glimpse of the baby through the glass window.
Old Mrs. Wu was finally relieved. The child was a little thin, but his mouth and nose were exactly the same as Wu Weimin's, so it must be her own child.
When Mrs. Wu returned to the ward, she felt that Wang Manzhi was unlucky.
"When will she wake up? My sweet grandson is waiting to be fed!"
Zheng Aimei advised: "She just had the surgery, so it may not be that fast, and there may not be milk. I asked Xiangdong to go back and get the milk powder, which has been prepared for the baby!"
Old Wu had someone prepare the milk powder. He originally intended to give it to her when the baby was born. It's just right to bring it now.
When Old Lady Wu heard this, she was unhappy: "No milk? Without milk, what will my grandson eat? She went through so much trouble to save the man, but she can't even feed the child. What kind of mother is she?"
Zheng Aimei was so choked up that she couldn't breathe. It wasn't because she felt sorry for Wang Manzhi, she just wanted Wu Baozhu to see what a real evil mother-in-law was.
Compared with Old Lady Cao and Old Lady Wu, she can be said to be the reincarnation of Bodhisattva!
"Sister-in-law, it takes time to recover from such a major surgery, and you have to take injections and medication every day. I've asked the doctor, and in this case, it's not convenient to feed even if you have milk. It's the same with milk powder, and our family can afford it."
Zheng Aimei could only continue to persuade her. Wang Manzhi was the biggest victim now, and she had to be taken good care of until she was discharged from the hospital. She was also afraid that Wang Manzhi would be unable to get over it and would go to Wu Baozhu to fight to the death.
Old Mrs. Wu finally stopped whining and cursing. She was too lazy to stay in the ward, so she went to see her grandson and took Wu Weimin with her. Why was Wang Manzhi guarding them like that?
Zheng Aimei was the only one left in the room. She looked at the thin woman with a pale face lying on the hospital bed and sighed softly.
Men are afraid of choosing the wrong profession and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. Wang Manzhi, who is both talented and beautiful, chose Wu Weimin. Now her health is like this, and I don’t know how miserable her life will be in the second half of her life.
I also thought of my good-for-nothing daughter. She really doesn’t know how to appreciate the blessings she has!
Her husband's family can't control her, and her natal family can support her. Her life must be so easy. Why is she struggling every day? !
Zheng Aimei was going to ask the doctor again what she could eat to replenish her energy. The sooner Wang Manzhi recovered, the less guilt Wu Baozhu would feel.
With a click, the door lock fell.
Two lines of tears slid down from the corners of Wang Manyzhi's eyes.
Her limbs, body, and internal organs seemed to be scattered on the ground and barely pieced together, like a broken rag doll. Her delicate appearance withered bit by bit and gradually lost its vitality.
She finally gave birth to a son, but lost half her life. The joy and relief she expected never appeared.
She thought that everything would be fine after giving birth to a boy, she would no longer feel resentful, and fate would finally be kind to her.
But it was not until today that she realized that she was the one who had been trapped in her old world and unable to get out.
She didn't need a boy to prove the value of her existence, but unfortunately, she realized it too late.
On the other side, Cao Xiangdong came back to get milk powder and saw Wu Baozhu who was hiding from the disaster at her mother's house.
When Wu Baozhu heard the sound of the door opening, she trembled with fear.
It was only after she returned home that she began to realize her fear.
What if there are two dead bodies? Will her parents protect her?
"Cao Xiangdong? Why is it you?"
Wu Baozhu leaned over to take a look, and the taut string suddenly relaxed a lot.
Cao Xiangdong didn't want to say anything. Wu Baozhu almost became a murderer, and he was her husband.
This fact is helpless and embarrassing.
"Are you mute? Speak!"
Wu Baozhu's feeling of being bossy came back, and even if she felt guilty, she would not show it to Cao Xiangdong.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you holding? Stop it!"
Seeing Cao Xiangdong open the cabinet and pack up the five cans of milk powder, she quickly put her hand in front of him, raised her brows, and started cursing.
"What are you doing? There's not enough stuff at home for you, but you're reaching out to your mother-in-law's house. Do you have any shame?"
Cao Xiangdong's chest heaved violently, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
"Do you know that your cousin's wife almost died? Aren't you ashamed?"
He held the milk powder in front of Wu Baozhu, forcing her to take a few steps back.
"Look carefully, this is an apology to my cousin's wife. This is your apology for causing her to lose her uterus!"
Wu Baozhu had never seen Cao Xiangdong like this before. His gaze was as cold as a knife against her throat.
And what he said made her feel like she was falling into an icy cave.
"W-what...what's missing..."
Cao Xiangdong took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, packed up his things and turned to leave.
Wu Baozhu is a rotten tree to the root, what else is there to say?
Cao Xiangdong ran around the whole day and hardly ever stopped. He didn't want to stop either. Only by being busy could he feel better.
The family compound was quiet for two days. No one from the Wu family came back. Qiu was taken in by Zheng Aimei to stay temporarily. Only Cao Xiangdong went out early and came back late every day, and he deliberately avoided times when there were many people around.
No one knew what exactly happened to Wang Manzhi, and everyone had all kinds of guesses.
On the third day, there was suddenly some noise in the compound.
The commander's car drove all the way to the door of the Wu family, and soon the old lady Wu's voice of threatening was heard. If conditions allowed, she would have wanted to set off a hundred firecrackers at the door of her house.
Even though they don't like the Wu family, there are still many people who are willing to join in the fun.
"Auntie Wu is back. Is she giving birth?"
"It's all right after the birth, it's all right after the birth!"
People's hearts are still very simple. It was so dangerous back then, and the safe birth of a child must be a happy event.
"It's born, my Wu family has an heir!"
Old Mrs. Wu was rarely sarcastic. She held the large flower quilt in her arms and showed it to the onlookers.
It happened that the child peed at this time, so she immediately stuffed the child into Wu Weimin's arms: "Hold him quickly, hold him tight, I will change Dabao's diaper."
Old Mrs. Wu opened the child's blanket as if she was displaying a rare treasure, as if she was afraid that no one would see it.
"My dear, my dear, you are my sweetheart. Don't worry. I will give you a new one right away!"
Old Mrs. Wu's movements were more careful than those of restoring cultural relics. She pulled out the wet urine ring, spread open the crack of the buttocks and wiped it inside and out, showing her great treasure that would carry on the family line in 360 degrees.
Fortunately, the weather on the island is hot. If it were in the north, the old woman wouldn’t have the chance to show off like this.
Many people secretly curled their lips, thinking, "What's the big deal? It's like everyone has the same problem!"
"Auntie Wu, where is your daughter-in-law? Why didn't she come back with you?"
When Wang Manzhi was mentioned, Old Mrs. Wu's face immediately fell, and her triangular eyes glared at the person who was speaking.
Why do you have to mention that unlucky woman on such a happy day?
It would be fine if she didn't produce milk, but she would not take care of him just because he was lying in bed like a paralyzed person.
If Zheng Aimei hadn't said that she would cover all the medical expenses, she would have done everything she could to get the person back.
It's just an operation, why are you acting like a dying person for show?
(End of this chapter)