The sun was shining brightly, and the mottled shadows of the trees were reflected on the floor through the bright windows.
The angel-like child on the hospital bed had trembling eyelashes, and looked weak and frail.
His dark pupils stared blankly at the pure white ceiling of the hospital, and the resentment that overflowed from his eyes was difficult to dissipate.
Not the look of a two-year-old.
He was the only one in the single children's ward. Li Yao tilted his head slightly and watched the drip hanging on his hand drop by drop.
Finally died.
How did I return to my childhood?
Li Yao's only wish before his death was to forget his tragic and ridiculous life forever.
"Baby, are you awake?"
The voice came through clearly before the person arrived, and the woman's voice was filled with laughter.
This voice is so familiar.
Li Yao's back stiffened, and hatred flashed in his eyes.
Li Qiao, who was leaning against the door, walked in, put the thermos in his hand on the table, and planned to touch his son's forehead.
But it was avoided.
Li Qiao slowly withdrew his hand, smiled with eyes curved, his gaze full of indulgence and doting.
Li Yao's pupils shrank slightly when he met this strange gaze, and his heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.
This kind of warm look could never be found in this vicious woman.
He opened his mouth, but finally lowered his little head, looking so skinny and pitiful.
But there was darkness in his eyes, as unfathomable as a whirlpool.
Li Qiao raised his hand and rubbed the top of his head again. The child moved slightly but did not struggle anymore.
"Baby, Mommy wants to share a story with you."
Li Qiao sat by the bed, pinched the little one's cheek, and whispered softly, "There was once a mother who loved her baby very much, but her body was taken away by a bad guy, and the bad guy kept bullying her. The mother was very anxious. Later, after a long time of hard work, she finally got her body back, but she didn't know whether her beloved baby would still believe her..."
Li Qiao simply narrated her experience in the form of a short story. The child was only two years old and probably couldn't understand it at all.
However, Li Yao, who was considered a child, was extremely numb in his heart.
Is this her new rhetoric?
She always has a reason to keep herself clean, as if she has never done anything wrong.
This lying woman always treated him like a fool and didn't deserve to be trusted at all.
"Are you hungry, Xiaoyao? Mom brought you some porridge." Li Qiao opened the thermos and said, "Smell it, is it delicious?"
It's millet porridge. Since the child has just woken up, it's better for him to eat some easily digestible liquid food. Once he feels better, I'll give him more nutrition to help him grow taller and fatter.
The spoon in front of his mouth once again made Li Yao stunned. In his limited memory, he had never been fed before.
This place seems unreal, like a dream.
Or is he just dreaming?
"Ah... baby, open your mouth."
Li Yao opened his mouth blankly, the porridge tasted a little sweet.
"That's great." Li Qiao encouraged gently, "Eat more, and you'll grow tall and strong in the future."
The tone of coaxing a child gave Li Yao the illusion of being loved.
He shook his head imperceptibly, getting rid of the stupid idea.
Absolutely impossible.
The vicious woman must be pretending. Once he lets down his guard, she will laugh at him harshly and beat and scold him even more.
Li Yao, this is a gentle trap with a knife, don't be fooled.
"Little cat, pay attention."
Li Qiao put down the spoon, took out a tissue to wipe the child's mouth, but was dodged again.
Li Yao took the tissue from her and wiped himself.
The vicious woman must have wanted to strangle him.
"Oh, so the baby wants to wipe himself. That's great. He's the cutest child mom has ever seen."
Li Qiao smiled and was not stingy with his praise.
It is clearly written in that book that the villain Li Yao has been subjected to a repressive and negative education since childhood, which is why he has extreme inferiority complex when he grows up.
Li Yao: “…”
He was silent, with no expression on his little face.
After feeding for a while, Li Qiao smiled and asked, "Are you full?"
"Yeah." The child raised his eyes and looked at her carefully before letting out a soft sound.
"Okay, then mom will stay here with you."
The results of the full-body examination are out. The child has suffered some mental trauma and has scars of varying degrees of severity on his body. The most serious condition is malnutrition.
My stomach isn't feeling well.
The kind-hearted doctor with a strong sense of justice scolded Li Qiao harshly.
Li Qiao accepted this completely and sincerely thanked the doctor.
Children often do not eat enough, and their intestinal digestion is not very good. If they continue to do so, they will get stomach problems sooner or later.
Thinking of what the doctor said, Li Qiao's eyes were filled with heartache, "Little Li Yao, I'm sorry, Mommy is late."
Li Yao felt a pang of pain in his nose.
He doesn't believe it.
This vicious woman is going to use such despicable means to deceive him again.
It's always like this, why...
Why should he relent and forgive this woman just because she simply apologized? He didn't want to forgive her, he wished the person who ruined his life would die.
"Don't blame Mom."
The boy pursed his lips and smiled shyly.
The little hands under the quilt clenched their palms tightly. He hated his mother and hated himself even more.
…
After being observed in the hospital for four or five days, the few thousand dollars that Li Qiao had seemed not enough, and she was about to become a penniless pauper.
In the morning, Li Qiao went out to buy breakfast.
There is a street outside the hospital, with many small food stalls and shops on both sides of the street. Loudspeakers are blaring and the smell of fireworks is in the air.
Since he was short of money, Li Qiao decided to buy himself two buns.
Two buns for three yuan.
As she was about to leave after buying breakfast, her eyes flashed.
He glanced at the ramen restaurant behind him.
Two men of ordinary appearance were talking. They were wearing simple white T-shirts and seemed to be just ordinary guests.
Li Qiao's eyes flashed, and he pretended not to notice anything, and walked into the hospital gate as if nothing had happened.
The children's ward is on the northwest side of the second floor. From time to time, you can hear the sound of babies crying and even adults arguing in the corridor. It is very noisy.
The "Keep Quiet" sign on each door seemed to be just a decoration.
I will be discharged from the hospital today.
Li Qiao thought that this place was really not suitable for recuperation.
In the ward, the little boy, whose complexion had become much rosier, stood quietly by the window, looking out. His loose hospital gown made him look even thinner.
He tried, but the window wouldn't open.
Li Qiao locked the window.
Li Yao didn't understand what evil things he had done that made God treat him like this.
One miserable life isn't enough, is he supposed to experience it again?
"Little Li Yao, mommy is back."
The door was pushed open and Li Qiao walked in with a smile on his face.
"What are you looking at, cub?"
Li Qiao walked over to the child and squatted down to look him in the eye. "Are you bored, baby? Mommy will take you home today."
Return to the Li family.
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