"You eat first, I'll go find something," Ma Jianguo replied casually.
Huang Qiao was so anxious that she couldn't help but cough, and then the cough became more and more violent. She could only stand there holding onto the wall. She didn't understand what was wrong with her husband. Why wasn't he eating?
Hearing his wife coughing more and more violently, Ma Jianguo had to look up and see that her face was a little pale.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?"
Huang Qiao tried hard to suppress his cough, "It's an old problem, you know that, I love to cough!"
Ma Jianguo could only go to his wife's side, help her to the table and sit down, and then pick up his bowl and chopsticks again to start eating.
He just ate much faster than before, finishing a bowl in the blink of an eye.
Huang Qiao didn't eat but watched from the side, smiling and no longer coughing.
After setting the chopsticks aside, Ma Jianguo stood up again and looked at his wife, saying...
"I need to find the notebook; it has the address left by my former colleague."
Huang Qiao's heart skipped a beat. Could this man be thinking about his first love?
"Judging from your expression, you're overthinking things again." Ma Jianguo could only sit down again. "It's like this, someone came to the hospital to see me today. It's the second woman I delivered 10 years ago. Her baby was switched by her husband."
Then she wanted to know what distinguished the child's features, and after thinking about it, I realized only the nurse from that time knew. "Here he goes," he said, taking his wife's hand. "I want to find that nurse's address and let them ask her themselves. Don't overthink it, okay?"
Hearing her husband say this, Huang Qiao believed him to some extent, so she slowly pushed his hand away, went back into the house, took out the notebook from the drawer, touched it casually, then turned around and went back to the living room, putting the notebook on the table.
"I put it away when I was cleaning the day before yesterday, that's why you can't find it."
"No wonder, I searched for ages and couldn't find it." Ma Jianguo didn't think much of it, but instead opened the notebook and started looking. He quickly found the name Tao Lihua and pointed it out to his wife.
"This is the person I'm looking for. We were younger back then, and everyone liked to exchange addresses so we could keep in touch. But after exchanging addresses, we didn't keep in touch much."
"So, once we find this address, we can just give it to them?" Huang Qiao now completely believed that her husband wasn't looking for his first love, but rather trying to help.
“Yeah! What else can I do? I can’t just go with her. So many years have passed, I don’t even know if she still lives here.” Ma Jianguo sighed, then remembered the group photo at the hospital, so he flipped through the pages but couldn’t find it, so he asked his wife.
Where did the photos in this notebook go?
"What do you need the photos for?" Huang Qiao's heart tightened again; she was afraid the photos might contain the man's first love.
Ma Jianguo said, "Because there was a photo of Tao Lihua on it, I thought I would give it to that woman so she could use the photo to find her. Otherwise, how long would it take to find her in this vast sea of people?"
"Oh, I see. I've put the photos away; they're in the drawer. I'll get them for you." Huang Qiao turned and went back into the room, quickly retrieving the photos.
"Actually, there's something I've always wanted to ask you."
"Just tell me."
Ma Jianguo looked down at the photo and quickly found Tao Lihua's figure. Looking at the photo of himself in high spirits, with his hair still on his head, he thought he was really handsome back then.
"Do you still miss your first love?" Huang Qiao asked in a humble tone. "This thorn has been weighing on my heart for many years. I've never dared to ask. You know I've only ever dated you, and then we got married. You're good to me, but I always feel that if it were her, would you treat her even better? Because someone told me before that you really like her!"
Ma Jianguo felt as if a thunderbolt was about to strike him. What was this woman thinking about all day? What kind of nonsense was she thinking about?
So he quickly went over to explain, "Why think so much? It's all in the past between us. I've almost forgotten what she looks like." He patted his belly, "Besides, people change so much. Look at me now, I'm nothing like the spirited old man in the photos. I'm just a lousy old man. What's there to miss about others? Why would I miss others?"
After hearing what her husband said, Huang Qiao was very excited. She had little education, but she had married a educated man. She had always felt inferior, and her feelings of inferiority gradually accumulated and eventually turned into doubt.
"I won't overthink things anymore."
Ma Jianguo reached out and hugged his wife. "That's right. I'll give the photos to that person the day after tomorrow, and also give her the address. The rest is up to them to work out."
Huang Qiao nestled in her husband's arms and said, "You said her child was switched, but where is her biological child?"
Ma Jianguo sighed, "Most likely she was sold to human traffickers. You don't know, the woman also said that the child she raised later looked a lot like her husband. In other words, the man was raising his own biological child, but he just switched her child with his."
Huang Qiao looked up in shock, "How could this person do this? He's so evil."
Ma Jianguo: "Isn't that right? Plus, I have a history with him. I haven't told you before, but when I was assigned to that hospital and became an attending physician, he deliberately picked a fight with me during my second surgery, leaving a bad mark on my file. As a result, I was transferred to another hospital and suffered for several years before finally coming to this hospital."
Huang Qiao was furious. "People like this should go to the 18th level of hell and be doused with oil by fire."
Ma Jianguo helped his wife to the sofa and they sat down. What had just happened made him realize that some things needed to be said, otherwise his wife would overthink things.
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