Transmigrated as a Vicious Cannon Fodder in the 60s, I Will Never Wash White

(How to prevent troublesome relatives? Of course, by becoming the biggest troublemaker yourself!)

Transmigrating into a book isn't scary; what's scary is transmigrating into a vicious...

Chapter 198 Found

The door of the ward was not closed, and Jiang Yanxu suddenly appeared outside.

He gestured to He Ruixue, and when she nodded, he walked in carrying two cans of malted milk.

"Comrade Pan, I heard your surgery is over. How was it? Did everything go well?"

Zhao Meiya quickly went over and took the things he brought with both hands. "Why are you here? Did Dongbao tell you? Everything is fine. Don't listen to her screaming. Actually, there is nothing wrong."

"That's good. This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope Comrade Pan recovers soon."

"Just come, why bring anything? You're so polite to your family members.

Still calling her comrade? That's too distant. Just follow Dongbao and call her sister-in-law."

Jiang Yanxu readily agreed and chatted with her for a while.

He Ruixue saw her third sister-in-law leaning against the wall and not saying a word. She thought for a moment and said, "Mom, Comrade Jiang and I have something to talk about. I'll be out for a while."

Zhao Meiya had an "I understand" look on her face. Her relief was mixed with the bitterness of having her daughter snatched away from her. She waved her hand and said, "Go ahead. There are some private matters that are inconvenient to talk about in front of us. Young people always like to stick together."

Seeing that she misunderstood, He Ruixue did not explain much and took Jiang Yanxu out of the ward.

After finding out where the rest room for the medical staff on this floor was, she rushed over without stopping and just happened to see the young nurse putting the child on the bed and coaxing him gently.

She pointed at the baby and asked Jiang Yanxu, "Is there any way to find her parents?"

Since there is no surveillance in the hospital and we can't find out who left the child at the door, we can only use metaphysical methods.

Jiang Yanxu nodded, and after looking at the child's face clearly, he closed his eyes and calculated. After a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes. His face looked a little listless, which showed that he had consumed a lot of energy.

"This child's biological parents are powerful and wealthy, but her fate is linked to another person. A child born on the same day and month replaced her.

If no one intervened, she would have been adopted by a worker's family and lived an ordinary life until she was recognized twenty years later. After returning home, she faced many setbacks and did not have a good ending because of her deep obsession.

Why does it sound like a drama about the real and fake daughter?

"So she wasn't thrown away, but was replaced by someone else?"

The wickedness is smoking.

It's understandable that they want to give the child a good life by transferring her to a wealthy family, but why would they abandon someone else's biological child?

"Well, it's a pity I can't figure out who lost her. Perhaps seeing another child will be beneficial."

"So where are her parents now?"

Jiang Yanxu pointed upstairs and said, "It's in this hospital."

According to Jiang Yanxu's calculations, the two went up the stairs and arrived at a high-end ward at the end of the corridor. The environment here was obviously quieter and there were independent beds.

The voices of a man and a woman talking in the ward came, "Keep it away, this is not my child."

"Yingying, I know you dislike his ugly appearance, but didn't Mom say that he'll be fine once he grows up? Besides, our child won't have trouble finding a husband in the future."

"If I say no, then it's no! Don't put it in front of me."

The baby's cry sounded,

"Let me hold you, oh, Niuniu, don't cry. Mommy doesn't hate you, she just hasn't figured it out. It will be fine in a couple of days."

He Ruixue knocked on the door, and the quarrel inside stopped instantly. "Come in."

When she opened the door, she found the man holding the child and the woman dodging in an awkward manner, as if she didn't like her.

She couldn't help but sigh at the nature of mother and daughter. Some things can be sensed through blood.

"Hello, comrade. My sister-in-law is in the hospital downstairs. Someone left her child at the door today. I came up to ask, but it doesn't seem to be you."

The man's posture of holding the child was a little unfamiliar. He shook his head and said, "It's okay, I won't bother you. Go ahead and ask. If my little girl was lost, I would be so worried that I would die."

The woman's pupils shrank, and she turned around and stared at her, asking, "Boy or girl, what are you wrapping yourself in?"

"Girl, it's wrapped in a hospital sheet."

"Can I take a look?"

The man frowned and put the child on the crib next to him. "Yingying, are you crazy? Our child is here."

"No, she's not."

Jiang Ying pushed his hand away, got off the bed despite her still-unrecovered body, and took He Ruixue's hand. "Comrade, please take me there. Consider it a plea from me."

"That's... okay."

He Ruixue pretended to be embarrassed but reluctant to refuse and took her downstairs.

Because they ran so fast, the man behind them couldn't catch up. He could only sigh and follow them with the child in his arms.

Outside the rest room, Jiang Ying saw the child inside through the door, and her heart beat faster and faster, as if a voice from the unknown told her that this was her child.

So the one just now was a fake, and she didn't even have the slightest desire to get close to him, and even felt disgusted from the bottom of her heart.

It was difficult for her to remain calm. She quickly rushed over, threw herself on the bed, held the child in her arms and coaxed her, "Niuniu, mommy is here, don't be afraid."

As if sensing the scent of its mother, the baby opened its mouth and started crying.

Jiang Ying felt so distressed that she turned her back to unbutton her clothes and fed her. Jiang Yanxu quickly shifted his gaze to the corridor to avoid suspicion.

She coaxed him gently, "Drink slowly, dear, are you hungry? It's my fault for coming to find you only now. From now on, I will protect you with all my strength."

The nurse stared at her in amazement, wondering if she had mental problems.

Jiang Ying's husband Pan Shuhua came over and saw the situation. He frowned and wanted to take her back.

But when he saw the child in her arms, he was also stunned.

Although you can't tell much from a newborn's face, as a parent, your child's appearance is unique.

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