Song Wanyue couldn't resist the sleepiness and closed her eyes. Jiang Ze saw that the adults and children were asleep, so he went to the water room to get some water and would be back in a few minutes, so he put the child next to Song Wanyue.
Whispered: "Wanwan, I'll go get some water and be back soon."
The man closed the door and went out, unaware that danger was approaching quietly.
When the human trafficker saw Jiang Ze leaving, he gently opened the door.
He told the buyer that he only wanted a boy, but he didn't expect the buyer to increase the money and want a pretty girl as a child bride.
The buyer thought that it would be natural for the two children to develop feelings for each other from an early age and become husband and wife when they grow up.
He then wandered around the hospital for a whole week and finally found the right product.
The human trafficker looked at Song Wanyue's face greedily again and again.
So beautiful, even prettier than the actors in the movies.
My eyes fell on the child's face. This child is also a beauty. She is the one!
When the man saw Song Wanyue fell asleep, he quickly picked up the child, opened the door and walked out quietly.
He just saw the woman's husband taking the thermos to fill it with hot water, and he might be back soon.
We have to leave quickly.
Song Wanyue was sleeping in a daze, and in a half-awake state she saw a strange man closing the door.
I woke up immediately.
No, who is this man?
Song Wanyue glanced around and didn't see her daughter. She seemed to have just heard Jiang Ze say that he was going to fetch some water and would be back soon.
Not seeing her daughter, Song Wanyue hurriedly sat up and got out of bed, not caring about the pain in her body.
How could the daughter she gave birth to after going through the gates of hell disappear? The man just now must be a human trafficker.
Song Wanyue ran after the man barefoot, and when she saw someone, she asked them for help.
"Comrade, please help me. That man is a human trafficker. He stole my child."
The nurse exclaimed, "Hurry, everyone, help stop that human trafficker, he's stealing children, help!"
The trafficker had a ferocious look on his face. He looked back a few times and sped up.
Song Wanyue's heart was gripped when she thought about how this human trafficker had stolen her daughter, and how she might be captured and raised, blinded, with her legs broken, and taken by the traffickers to beg on the streets, where she would be beaten if she couldn't beg.
Song Wanyue used all her strength to snatch the water bottle from the auntie passing by, begging, "Comrade, lend it to me, and I'll give you a new one later."
The woman responded very quickly: "Okay, here you go, you're welcome, hit him as much as you want."
Song Wanyue ran with the water bottle in her hand, shouting, "Get out of the way. I'm going to smash him to death."
The human trafficker was stopped by the crowd and subconsciously wanted to throw the child out.
The man panicked and said, "Get out of the way, or I'll bury this child with me."
"Stop, give the child back to me." Song Wanyue's heart suddenly tightened.
The man threw the child towards Song Wanyue in a hurry.
The distance was not far, and in just a few seconds, Song Wanyue's legs could not help but tremble.
The trafficker's heart was in his throat. "Here, don't catch me."
Song Wanyue hugged the child tightly.
The child fell into Song Wanyue's arms and suddenly started crying loudly.
"Don't cry, don't cry, baby, don't cry, mommy is here."
Jiang Ze was anxious when he didn't see anyone when he returned to the room. Coincidentally, the Song family and the Jiang family also arrived, so they went out to look for him.
When Jiang Ze saw such a thrilling scene, he felt a desire for power in his heart.
Song Wanyue handed her daughter to Jiang Ze and told him, "Take good care of the child."
The man blamed himself: "Okay, Wanwan, are you okay? It's all my fault. I shouldn't have left you and my daughter in the house."
Song Wanyue said in a muffled voice: "It's okay, I didn't expect that someone would come in and steal the child as soon as you left. Keep an eye on the child."
After saying that, Song Wanyue picked up the water bottle on the ground and said coldly, "Get out of the way."
There was boiling water in the bottle, which hit the man's head with a swish. The bottle broke and the boiling water overflowed, scalding the man and making him scream.
"Ah, my face, my head, it's so hot, it hurts, doctor, please save me. Save me, oooo..."
The human trafficker was just stopped by the crowd, and they rushed up and beat the man until he was bruised and battered.
Seeing the human trafficker screaming and screaming from being scalded by the boiling water, everyone felt very happy.
"Well, well done, comrade. Human traffickers deserve to die. No mercy."
"That's right. When the police come, they won't say anything."
"That's right. Back then, human traffickers stole children from our village, and were beaten to death by the children's parents and thrown into the river."
"Yes, if the people don't report it, the officials won't investigate it. The human traffickers can be killed by everyone. They deserve to die."
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The human traffickers were scared to death by these words.
With a horrified look on his face, he said, "Do you still respect the law? Do you want to take human lives lightly? Call the police, quickly, nurse, help me call the police, I want to turn myself in."
He knew he was finished, but he didn't expect to have such a bad start today.
He thought he could rush out by throwing the child away, but he was stopped by a man from the security department.
Jiang Ze handed the child to Song's mother: "Mom, please take good care of the child. I will hold him later. I just fed him milk powder."
"Okay, hold Wanyue and help her into the house quickly. She just gave birth, so she should go back to bed and lie down." Song's mother said with red eyes.
Jiang Ze pulled Song Wanyue up and asked Song Xuemei to support her. He could no longer suppress his anger. "I'll do it. I'm the child's father. I should vent my anger for her."
Then the man smashed the trafficker with his cold fist. After a while of punching and kicking, the Song and Jiang families joined the fight. It was not until the trafficker was dying that Uncle Song spoke, "Alright, alright, stop it now. It will be bad if someone dies."
Jiang's mother stepped forward and pulled Jiang Ze back: "Xiao Ze, help Wan Yue back to her room quickly. She is not feeling well at the moment. Don't let her worry."
Father Jiang patted Jiang Ze on the shoulder and whispered, "We'll have a chance to deal with him later. A little impatience can ruin a big plan."
It was impossible not to be angry. His grandson was almost kidnapped. The thought of repeating the same mistake made Jiang's father also started to feel guilty.
Uncle Song and Father Song took the human traffickers to the Public Security Bureau. In view of the special circumstances, Song Wanyue didn't need to go.
Song's mother stayed to pay compensation and thank everyone for their help.
Jiang Ze carried Song Wanyue back to the ward.
Song Xuemei held the child and coaxed him gently until he fell asleep, then she put him in the crib.
Ever since the human traffickers were taken away and everyone entered the ward, Song Wanyue and Jiang Ze's eyes were fixed on the child, reluctant to look away.
Song Xuemei pointed at the food on the cabinet and said, "Sister Wanyue, that was a very dangerous situation just now. Fortunately, you are fine. Does it still hurt? By the way, this is your dinner. It is fish soup and chicken soup cooked by uncle and aunt for you. Sister, you have to drink more fish soup. It will help you produce milk."
Song Wanyue's face was pale. "It hurts, it still hurts, Xuemei. Giving birth is so painful. You have to be prepared. You were not outside when I gave birth, so you don't know. The comrade who gave birth with me might have endured it. I scolded her for half an hour, but she didn't say a word. She gave birth in less than an hour after entering the delivery room."
"Ah, so fast?" Song Xuemei didn't understand.
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