Su Ziheng, who had recovered from his serious injuries and been discharged from the hospital, rushed to Lu Family Hospital to pick up his son.
Song Anran has no chance of survival. The only person this child can rely on in the future is his father. He has to take him back to the Su family, give him the best of everything, and let him grow up healthy and happy.
Su's parents had been urging Su Ziheng to get married and have children, but this time he skipped the marriage process and brought them back a grandson instead, much to their delight.
I came with the hospital early this morning to pick up my eldest grandson and take him home.
A week ago, Su Ziheng had already taken his own DNA sample and the baby in the incubator for DNA testing, and completed all the procedures to pick up his son from the hospital.
Upon arriving at the maternity ward, Su Ziheng was pushing a baby stroller, while his parents carried baby formula, bottles, and other necessities.
The little one met all the criteria for discharge and no longer needs to stay in the incubator.
"Nurse, please tell the doctor I'm here to pick up the child." Su Ziheng greeted the nurse, his smile impossible to hide.
"Which child are you picking up?" The nurse needs to know the basic information to confirm.
"Su Yuchen, my son. I am the child's biological father, Su Ziheng." Su Ziheng appeared somewhat nervous and awkward as a new father.
The child's name was chosen by him and his parents together.
It means giving this child the stars and the sea.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The nurse turned and went back to the incubator to confirm the child's discharge information.
Not long after, a nurse rushed out of the incubator in a panic: "Director, Director, something terrible has happened! The baby in bed 47 is missing!"
Immediately afterwards, almost all the obstetrics doctors and nurses rushed out of the corridor and ran quickly to the incubator.
Su Ziheng, who was standing quietly in the corridor, was still watching the commotion.
"The babies in the incubators don't grow legs, they can't walk on their own, they must have been taken away by someone."
Su's parents asked him, "What bed is our eldest grandson in again?"
“47,” Su Ziheng blurted out.
Su's mother: "Didn't they just say 47?"
"Damn it!" Realizing what had happened, Su Ziheng dropped the trolley and rushed toward the insulated room.
The nurses stopped Su Ziheng from entering the room because they were worried that the noise would disturb the other children in incubators.
"Sir, you cannot go in."
“You lost my son, why won’t you let me in? Let me tell you, if my son is really lost, I’ll never forgive you.”
Su Ziheng acted like a thug causing a ruckus outside the insulated room.
The doctor rushed out to calm him down.
“Mr. Su, we are urgently checking the surveillance footage. Fifteen minutes ago, the doctor and nurse on duty said they had obtained the relevant certificates and documents. A Mr. Su, who claimed to be the child's father, came and took the child away. We are the doctor and nurse who just changed shifts, so we do not yet know the specific details.”
“I am the child’s father. I’m right here. I didn’t even hold my son. How could you say you took the child away? Don’t be ridiculous.”
Su Ziheng's emotions were getting stronger and stronger.
He even took out his phone and called Lu Zhiwei on the spot.
Lu Zhiwei, who was packing her luggage for her trip abroad, was quite surprised to receive a call from Su Ziheng.
He should be busy being a stay-at-home dad right now, how does he have time to contact her?
As soon as the call connected, Su Ziheng's cursing voice came from the other end: "Lu Zhiwei, you vicious woman, Song Anran has already gotten what she deserved, aren't you satisfied yet? Why won't you even spare my child?"
"What do you mean?" Lu Zhiwei asked, confused, and put down her suitcase.
"Hasn't the hospital notified you yet? I came to pick up my son today, but the hospital said he's missing."
If a child is lost in the hospital, it is a serious incident, and the hospital will be liable for compensation.
After Lu Zhiwei hung up on Su Ziheng, the hospital director and the head of obstetrics kept calling her.
On the way to the hospital, Lu Zhiwei roughly learned what had happened.
The hospital retrieved the surveillance footage, and this morning, a man who looked exactly like Su Ziheng did appear at the hospital, carrying the necessary formal documents, and took the child away from the on-duty doctor.
The on-duty doctor, the doctor on duty, and the nurses hadn't had time to exchange information before Su Ziheng rushed over to pick up the child, which led to the current situation.
I rushed to the obstetrics ward of the hospital.
The hospital director and obstetricians explained some basic information to her on site.
“Mr. Lu, this Ms. Su is very agitated. She said that if we cannot hand over the child, she may sue Lu Family Hospital.”
"Don't rush, everyone. Go and check the relevant documents and see if the on-duty doctor and nurses have been negligent in their duties."
Lu Zhiwei came to Su Ziheng and sat down in a chair. The Su family, who were bursting with anger, walked angrily toward Lu Zhiwei.
“Lu Zhiwei! The Su Ziheng in this surveillance footage is not me at all. Someone must have put on makeup and impersonated me. Your hospital can’t even tell the difference between real people and fake people. You might as well just close down.”
"The skill of facial makeup is so advanced that even I can't tell the difference, let alone doctors and nurses who don't understand facial makeup. They are good at medicine, not art."
Lu Zhiwei gave Su Ziheng a piece of her mind.
"Then who's good at face painting is you, isn't he? You must be unwilling to let only Song Anran be punished, so you're not even sparing our child." In a fit of rage, Su Ziheng dragged Lu Zhiwei into the mess.
"President Su, making false accusations and spreading rumors is a legal offense. I'm not the only one in the world who knows how to do facial makeup."
"Who else could it be but you? Could it be Song Anran, lying in the hospital practically dead?"
After Su Ziheng's reminder, Lu Zhiwei did indeed have some doubts.
Just to be on the safe side, she personally contacted Liu Changqing in front of Su Ziheng, asking the police to confirm the hospital where Song Anran was being monitored, to see if Song Anran was still in the hospital and if she showed any signs of waking up.
The police quickly sent over video footage.
In the video, Song Anran is wearing an oxygen mask, lying motionless, her life hanging by a thread, with no chance of waking up.
"What else do you have to say? You control Lu Family Hospital, and you forcibly brought my son to Lu Family Hospital. You are more suspicious than anyone else and it is easier for you to steal my son."
Su Ziheng confronted Lu Zhiwei with aggressive accusations.
Ding-dong—
Lu Zhiwei suddenly received an anonymous text message on her phone.
She took out her phone and opened it to take a look.
The other party sent me a picture.
The tender baby in the swaddling clothes in the picture is none other than Su Ziheng's son.
"Still denying that you stole it?" Su Ziheng snatched Lu Zhiwei's phone away.
Lu Zhiwei rolled her eyes speechlessly: "This isn't a picture from the photo library; someone else sent it to me."
"Then who is this person?"
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