Chapter 444 My son is missing!

I can't do such a thing if it were me!

"I..." Feng Wanjun hesitated. If it were based on her previous relationship with Su Yaxian, perhaps Su Yaxian would really agree.

But now...

"Don't mention this matter again. We in the Lao Meng family would rather die than lose face with this man!"

"Oh, right, the doctor just said that since Western medicine can't help now, we can find some powerful Chinese medicine experts to give it a try!"

Although the old man of the Meng family was also worried about his granddaughter, he was calmer.

It's really hard for him. He is already old, but he still has to worry about his grandchildren.

Feng Wanjun's eyes lit up. Why didn't she think of seeing a Chinese doctor just now?

There are only two or three best traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in Beijing, and the only one who could help now is Mr. Lu.

The medical school is about to start, and I don’t know if Mr. Lu can spare the time!

"Then I'll find a solution now!"

Feng Wanjun was even more anxious. Everyone was extremely worried about Meng Xiaoxiao, but no one noticed that a little fat boy was sitting alone on a stool in front of the ward. His two big, round eyes looked at his busy and noisy family. He touched his belly with a helpless look on his face: "Girls are treasures, sons are weeds! I'm starving. When will they pay attention to this little weed like me!"

"Oh, I'm so hungry! Why am I not my mom and dad's favorite person?"

The little guy cried aggrievedly, but he didn't dare to cry out loud.

In his mother's words, your sister is still lying in there, dying, how can you have the nerve to cry?

But he was really hungry.

The little fat boy held his stomach and slowly stood up.

He wanted to go out and find a place to see if he could get something to eat.

It's a pity that there were so many people coming and going in the hospital that few people noticed him.

"Why don't I just go home? There should be something to eat at home, right?"

The little fat boy said this with a helpless look on his face. He walked out of the hospital gate and saw that all the roads around him were the same. For a moment he didn't know which way to go.

The little fat boy is also stubborn, he just wants to have a meal.

The air was filled with the aroma of food, and the fat boy followed the scent. However, he forgot that he had no money on him, not even a penny.

Finally, he walked to a steamed buns shop. Looking at the big, white and plump buns and smelling the strong meaty aroma, the little fat boy swallowed his saliva greedily.

His eyes were fixed on the buns.

So fragrant and delicious!

However, what he didn't know was that not far behind him, a middle-aged woman was following him.

Seeing that he was staring at the buns and there were no adults around, the woman took a few quick steps and grabbed the fat boy's hand:

"Are you hungry, kid?"

"What is your name?"

The fat boy's stomach was rumbling, but he knew he had to spend money to buy things, and he didn't have any money.

The aunt next to him looked kind and didn't seem like a bad person.

He nodded sensibly.

The woman smiled even brighter. "What delicious buns are there here? Do you see that hotel? Come on, I'll take you to the hotel for dinner."

The fat boy hesitated.

He knew that a meal in the hotel was not cheap. They didn't know this aunt before, but she was very enthusiastic.

But he also didn't want to spend too much money.

"Are you too hungry to walk? Otherwise, I'll carry you."

The woman is still very enthusiastic.

She bent down, picked up the little fat boy, and stood up...

Then I found that I couldn’t start!

This little guy looks young, why is he so heavy?

"Uh... I'd better lead you." She held her waist. The little guy was too heavy and almost hurt her old waist.

"Auntie, are you really going to take me out for dinner?"

The little fat man's eyes rolled around, and the woman said hastily, "Of course."

As she spoke, she took the little fat boy's hand and left. The little fat boy looked back at the steamed buns that were still emitting fragrance, and swallowed his saliva. He was very hungry now.

…

Meng Zhenting and his friends discussed it for a long time, and finally decided to ask Mr. Lu for help.

The old man of the Meng family sighed: "This Xiaoxiao really doesn't look like someone from our Meng family..."

There is no one in the Meng family who is so shameless.

My face, which I had lived for most of my life, has been ruined by this granddaughter.

Feng Wanjun blushed, thinking that she had failed to educate her daughter well.

"Okay, you two go do whatever you need to do. I'll stay here for now, and you can take over for me in the evening!"

Both of us still have jobs, and we can't keep taking leave, right?

"Xiaodong stays here, I'll help take care of her. I don't think you will be able to take care of her when you go back. I'll take her to the old house when we get back in the evening. Your mother has been thinking about Xiaoxiao all the time, and she's not in good health, so she can't come to the hospital to be taken care of!"

Meng Zhenting nodded hurriedly, hoping that the traditional Chinese medicine method would be useful for Meng Xiaoxiao.

Several people turned back to the ward and found that Meng Xiaoxiao was still unconscious. However, they always felt that something was missing in the ward.

"By the way, it's already past noon. Have you prepared meals for Xiaodong?" the old man of the Meng family suddenly asked.

Feng Wanjun's face changed. She had been worrying about her daughter these days, so how could she have the mood to take care of her son?

Every time they ate, they just made do with it, and Xiaodong had no objection.

This child has always been sensible, which makes people feel sorry for him. However...

"Xiaodong?"

Feng Wanjun suddenly realized that her son was not in the ward. No wonder she felt that something was missing. Meng Zhenting's face also changed. He turned around and ran outside. There were many people coming and going in the corridor, but there was no sign of his son.

Meng Zhenting was panicked!

Feng Wanjun and the old man of the Meng family also ran out in a hurry, but the corridor of the hospital was crowded with people coming and going, and there was no sight of the young man.

The old man only felt a black screen before his eyes, and his body fell straight down.

Fortunately, Feng Wanjun was close to him and held him, otherwise the old man would have been hit even harder.

But Feng Wanjun was also very anxious, "Dad, don't worry, nothing will happen, Xiaodong is a sensible child, he won't run around!"

"It's all my fault. I just told him to wait quietly in the ward and eat if he's hungry..."

Feng Wanjun suddenly stopped talking, and the old man finally caught his breath. He stared at Feng Wanjun with his eyes and asked loudly, "What did you want to say just now?"

"I, I..." Feng Wanjun hurried to the ward. Her father followed her closely. He watched her open the lunch box, and found that it was completely empty, without even a grain of rice.

Mr. Meng felt his eyes go dark. He stared at Feng Wanjun in disbelief: "Feng Wanjun, is this how you take care of Xiaodong? I know Xiaoxiao is in trouble and you are worried, but you can't just ignore Xiaodong! He is never hungry and eats a lot every meal, but you don't even leave him some food! Is there any mother like you?"