Chapter 358 Maybe, He is My Child
He remembered the gentle look in Shen Hanxing's eyes when she looked at Qi Moxun at the engagement party. That look pierced his heart like a needle.
Now, there is a chance to remove this needle, a chance to make her look at herself again.
Even if it means using the dirtiest means.
"I will do it."
His voice was low and firm, as if he had turned back into the decisive and ruthless Fu Jingheng in the business world. However, this time, the person he aimed his blade at was the person he most wanted to protect.
Xi Muxuan looked at his departing back, and the smile on her lips gradually turned cold.
Fu Jingheng, do you think you are trying to win back your lover?
Just a self-righteous pawn on my chessboard.
She raised her glass and saluted from afar in the direction of the Shen Building, with a hint of amusement in her eyes.
…
Colorful balloons were floating on the lawn of the Sunshine Welfare Home, and the children's laughter was like broken silver.
Han Lingcui sat under the long corridor, his eyes fixed on Shen Qianxun who was feeding stray cats not far away.
The boy was wearing a blue cloth shirt with his cuffs rolled up unevenly. The sunlight fell on his focused profile, and his eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids.
"Xunxun, be careful! Don't run too fast!" She raised her voice to remind him, but before she finished speaking, a fat boy holding a football rushed over and slammed into Shen Qianxun's back with laughter.
"Bang--"
Shen Qianxun fell forward like a fallen leaf, his forehead hitting the edge of the stone steps hard, and a trace of blood oozed out instantly.
Before the boy could cry, Han Lingcui rushed over like an arrow and hugged him tightly in his arms.
Warm blood seeped through her fingertips, spreading a glaring red on the light gray hem of her skirt.
"Who told you to run around?"
Han Lingcui suddenly raised his head, his eyes as cold as a poisoned knife, stabbing straight at the frightened fat boy.
She had never lost her composure like this in front of a child, and the fear surging in her chest almost suffocated her.
She had bled like this years before.
Because of this change, she didn't live like herself for many years.
Now that her memory has been restored, she can no longer remember many things that happened after she lost it.
She didn't want such a tragedy to happen to Xunxun.
The naughty kid just now was also scared.
He cried loudly after being scolded.
But Han Lingcui had no intention of scolding him anymore. Instead, she asked the security here to keep an eye on the perpetrator while she took Shen Qianxun to the ambulance.
Under the pale light of the emergency room, when the nurse walked towards the bed with a needle in hand, Shen Qianxun tightly grasped the corner of Han Lingcui's clothes and whispered.
"Auntie, I'm not afraid." There were traces of tears on the boy's pale face, but he tried hard to force a smile.
Han Lingcui felt as if something was tugging at his heart.
She turned her head and suddenly heard the nurse mutter, "This child's blood type is really rare, AB type, RH negative..."
"AB type, RH negative?" Han Lingcui turned around suddenly, his voice trembling without him even noticing.
The nurse nodded: "Yes, it's panda blood. Luckily, the hospital still has some in stock."
The air froze instantly.
Han Lingcui's ears buzzed. This blood type...exactly the same as hers.
What made her heart stop was that Shen Qianxun was…six years old.
If she hadn't lost her child in that accident, that child... would be six years old now.
Memories are like broken glass, the sharp fragments suddenly cut through the mind.
That year she returned to her hometown pregnant, but her family thought she was a disgrace.
Kick her out of the house.
She had no choice but to live in an abandoned small house at the entrance of a village.
Later, she was about to give birth, and she couldn't give birth in the village.
She thought about going out to find a car to take her to the hospital.
Unexpectedly, I encountered a car accident on the road.
To this day, she still remembers that time when flames shot up into the sky, she was choked by the thick smoke, and had no memory when she woke up.
She just felt a stomachache at the time.
But after a big fire, her appearance was badly damaged and her skin was burned to varying degrees.
No one told her that she had just lost a child.
Her memory was patchy.
The child's affairs were delayed.
Later, by chance, I went abroad with a labor dispatch company.
Completely cut off from everything in China.
Naturally, no one mentioned the child.
It's all her fault!
"Auntie?" Shen Qianxun's weak voice brought her back to her senses, "Why are you crying?"
Only then did Han Lingcui realize that her cheeks were cold and tears had already flowed down her cheeks without her noticing.
She stretched out her hand tremblingly, gently touching the gauze on Shen Qianxun’s forehead, her fingertips touching his soft hair.
The touch was strange yet familiar, running through every part of my body like an electric current.
An absurd thought that frightened her popped up uncontrollably: Could it be that... Xunxun was her child?
No, it's impossible.
She shook her head violently, forcing herself to calm down.
Shen Qianxun is a child adopted by Shen Hanxing. His life experience file is relatively clear, not to mention that Shen Qianxun's biological father came to recognize him before.
I just didn’t take Shen Qianxun away.
But why this blood type?
Why is he the same age as the child she lost?
"Ms. Han, the child needs to stay in the hospital for observation. Please go and complete the hospitalization procedures." The doctor's voice interrupted her thoughts.
Han Lingcui nodded and walked out of the ward with unsteady steps.
After completing the formalities, she leaned against the cold wall and closed her eyes.
The scene of Shen Qianxun falling just now and his eyes that looked like Xuanyuan Ge flashed repeatedly in his mind.
If Shen Qianxun is really her child, does Shen Hanxing know about it? And does Xuanyuan Pavilion know about it?
A burst of hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor. Han Lingcui suddenly opened his eyes and his hand unconsciously reached for the pepper spray hidden at his waist.
This was her habit for many years. She breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the visitor was a teacher from the welfare home.
"Ms. Han, I'm so sorry. We've already criticized that child..."
The teacher continued to apologize, but Han Lingcui didn't hear a word he said.
But in the end, the teacher still hopes to make a big deal out of a small matter.
"I know Xunxun has no problems for now."
"Ms. Han, can you please contact Xunxun's parents so we can resolve this matter privately?"
"That child's family is not well off, so I came to the welfare home to do good deeds."
“I didn’t expect such an accident to happen.”
Han Lingcui came back to his senses.
I couldn't help but frown.
"I can't make the decision on this matter. I've already informed the child's mother. You can talk to Xunxun's mother later."
Her gaze passed over the teacher and fell on the dark twilight outside the window. The dark cloud called "doubt" in her heart was spreading at an alarming speed.
She must find out the truth as soon as possible...
Shen Qianxun’s soft cough was heard in the ward, and Han Lingcui took a deep breath and wiped away the tears on her face.
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