Wang Hai looked at his father with a face full of suspicion, thinking to himself: Is this old man sick and confused? Isn't it obvious? My little sister is my own biological sister!
He clearly remembered that his little sister was raised in her mother's arms, and he even washed her diapers!
He sighed, thinking that the old man might be confused due to his illness, and he might have confused the fact that his little sister was sent to live with her grandfather in the countryside when she was five years old.
He clearly remembered that he and his father went to the countryside to visit his younger sister. When they parted, his younger sister pestered him, saying, "Brother, please tell Dad to let me go back to see Mom!"
She cried and begged.
He couldn't bear it any longer, so he said to his father, "Dad, please let my little sister go back with us!"
"But your mother can't take care of the two of you in this state."
"Dad, don't worry, I will take good care of my sister."
Just like that, Wang Xiaolan came back. She was also very sensible and tried to do her own things as much as possible.
Thinking of this, he looked at his father helplessly.
Wang Xiaolan was also puzzled: What's wrong with this father? He didn't seem to be talking nonsense, and now he was very clear-headed. Could it be that there was something else hidden about the original owner's life experience? She didn't dare to think further.
At this time, she nervously held her father's hand.
"Dad, Dad...what's wrong with you?"
Wang Danian raised his hand and touched her head lovingly.
He cleared his throat and said, "Lan'er, it's time to let you know..."
At this moment, the old man made a harsh sound in his throat, and then a mouthful of phlegm got stuck in his throat. He couldn't spit it out, and his face turned blue...
Just when everyone was in a panic, Zhao Lihan immediately found the medicine box, and Wang Xiaolan took out a silver needle from it, and first gave acupuncture to the Fenglong, Zhongwan, Taiyuan, Feishu, Hegu, Fengchi and other acupoints.
After a while, Mr. Wang's breathing calmed down and his complexion returned to normal.
Wang Hai brought him a glass of warm water and asked him to drink it. He cleared his throat, held Wang Xiaolan's hand, and said, "Lan'er, thank you. You pulled me back from the brink of death. It was not in vain that I raised you."
"Dad, it's not as serious as you say."
Wang Danian looked at Wang Xiaolan and said, "Lan'er, you are also a mother of two children! You should know your life experience. You are indeed not my biological child."
When Wang Xiaolan heard this, she lost her composure and thought, "Isn't the original owner a biological child? It was simply unbelievable. But in the original owner's memory, her parents treated her very well, and she had a deep affection for her mother."
Wang Hai was also confused and did not believe what his father said. He clearly remembered that his mother went to the hospital with a big belly. When his mother was discharged from the hospital, she took her little sister home with her. How could this not be his biological sister?
Wang Danian saw Wang Hai's doubts.
"Hai'er, your mother did go to the hospital with a big belly. When she gave birth, she had a difficult labor. The doctor asked me whether to save the older or younger child. The situation was very urgent at the time. Otherwise, neither of them would have been saved. I had no choice but to save your mother."
Wang Danian's voice choked at this point, tears streaming down his face like a flood. He could no longer contain his emotions, and he unleashed the memories he had hidden for twenty-five years.
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My poor little daughter! She had just come into this world and had not even had time to open her eyes before she hurriedly said goodbye to this world.
When the doctor carefully wrapped the child in a white cloth and handed it to me, I felt as if my heart was being violently stabbed by an extremely sharp knife, and the pain was so severe that I couldn't breathe.
I hugged my child tightly, tears pouring out of my eyes like a flood, blurring my vision. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the whole world was just me and the baby in my arms.
How I wish this was all just a nightmare, but reality is so cruel and merciless. It mercilessly took away my beloved daughter and plunged me into endless grief.
I held the child and walked towards the morgue sadly.
Just then, a man wearing glasses walked behind me in the corridor and started talking to me.
I was in a very bad mood at the time and ignored him. I walked straight to the morgue and handed the child to the morgue administrator.
I walked back to the ward silently, and the man with glasses followed me and held me.
"Brother, please stay. I have something to talk to you about."
I looked up and stared at him. He was about thirty years old, tall and thin, with a haggard face, and he was holding a newborn baby in his arms.
"Comrade, did your child die?"
At that time, I didn't answer him. He smiled bitterly and said, "Comrade, please accept this child!"
I asked him why he gave his child to someone else. Aren't you afraid that people will scold you for abandoning your child?
"Comrade, you misunderstood me. I have my own reasons, which is why I..."
There were people coming and going in the hospital. The man looked a little nervous and pulled me to a corner.
He told me why he didn't want the baby.
It turned out that the man was a scholar who had returned from abroad. However, fate cast a cruel shadow on the couple, as their unit groundlessly accused them of collaborating with the enemy.
This hat was like a heavy burden, weighing them down, making it hard for them to breathe. Soon, they would be sent to a remote place for labor reform.
They really couldn't bear to let the newborn baby suffer with them, so after discussion, the couple decided to send the baby to a family with better conditions.
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