Yang Yi sat opposite Fu Siming. The charity in the neighboring city was specially arranged by Fu Siming.
Then Song Xingyao would try to get Dean Yang to bring Xiaoyu to the neighboring city, so that they could avoid Sun Jiming's eyes and ears in Jiangcheng.
Sun Jiming is probably preoccupied with the election and bidding process right now and has no time to spare.
Fu Siming: "Dean Yang, hello, I am Fu Siming."
Yang Yi recognized his name and said, "Hello."
“We are old friends. Tiansheng also invested in the previous orphanage funding project. I am a bit presumptuous of me to come today, but I think there are some things that I should explain to you privately.”
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and Pei Jing behind him placed the file bag in his hand.
"Take a look at this first."
Yang Yi stared at the bulging brown paper bag in front of him and suddenly felt a wave of pressure wash over him.
It's like looking into Pandora's box, not knowing what will jump out of it next.
Open it gently.
A thick stack of photos passed before my eyes, each one showing a familiar child.
Some of the adopted children she hadn't visited in a long time even reappeared before her.
They were wearing revealing dresses, transported by car to one place, and then transported away again.
Yang Yi could hardly believe the scene he was seeing.
Her fingers began to go numb as she flipped through the photos, and her breathing became unsteady. She had to gasp for breath to barely stay conscious.
"they……"
Fu Siming picked up the water glass in front of her from the table and handed it to her.
"Please calm down. I only recently discovered this. I think you may not know that these adopted children were actually sent to sex trafficking venues, but I think you should know."
She refused the water Fu Siming offered; her fingers were so numb that she could no longer concentrate on gripping the glass.
Once she calmed down and controlled her hands, she spoke in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Fu, you probably came to see me today for more than just this, didn't you? I never imagined that the child I've been taking such good care of would be treated like this!"
“I know that you, Dean Yang, are a responsible person who loves children. I’m telling you frankly today that Song Xingyao is my wife. It was I who asked her to bring Xiaoyu to the city.”
Upon hearing Song Xingyao's name, she finally felt a little more trust in the man in front of her.
“A few days ago, Xiaoyu slipped this pill into Yaoyao’s hand. I had someone do tests and investigations, and it was confirmed that this pill was an illegally obtained contraceptive. In foreign countries, it is often given to women who provide special services in the black market sex industry. However, the hormone content in the pill is too high. Long-term use can lead to uterine atrophy. They are still young, and it may even cost them their lives.”
His words were exactly the same as what the doctor had just said, and hearing them again still made my heart ache.
"Someone is feeding this drug to children in orphanages for an extended period of time."
His confident tone almost immediately reminded Yang Yi of someone—Liu Shanshan.
She's the children's life teacher, how could she not know about this?
I remembered the urgent phone call she made yesterday.
She felt a little scared.
If Song Xingyao hadn't told her, what would have happened if she had told her about bringing Xiaoyu to see the doctor...?
"Mr. Fu, you..."
Seeing that she was still rational, Fu Siming then explained his purpose.
“I’m not just here to tell you about this. I’m already cooperating with the police in Jiangcheng to investigate this matter. I hope you can give me all of Xiaoyu’s information and continue to observe the children in the orphanage before things escalate, so as not to alert them.”
“Those children…”
"Don't worry, Yao Yao has had individual talks with the children recently and has a general understanding of the situation. In addition, the children will not be taking this medicine for the time being."
The matter is not completely over yet, and that's all Fu Siming can say.
Yang nodded, his brows furrowed, and the horizontal lines on his forehead suddenly appeared, making him look much older.
"Xiaoyu's health is not suitable for transferring to another hospital right now. I will send someone to take care of her, but what about the orphanage... so I'll have to ask you for help with this."
Yang Yi felt completely drained and leaned weakly against the sofa in the dean's office.
His eyes were fixed on the pill on the table in front of him.
Tears streamed down her face as she looked up at the man opposite her. "Mr. Fu, can't I know who's behind this?"
Fu Siming sighed, "I'm sorry, the investigation into this matter is not yet over, so I cannot disclose anything to you at this time."
What he didn't say was that it's actually better for you not to know who this person is, otherwise even you would be in mortal danger.
Soon, Yang Yi dragged his heavy steps out of the office.
Fu Siming noticed that the middle-aged woman's back was much more hunched than when she arrived, and she looked as if she would fall to the ground the next second if she didn't hold onto the wall.
Supporting himself, Yang Yi walked to the front of the intensive care unit. The pale and thin face of the child inside made him feel even more guilty.
How could such a thing happen without my knowledge?
She murmured: I'm sorry... child...
The next morning, Xiaoyu slowly woke up and looked at Yang Yi, who was lying on the side of the bed.
Tears still streamed down her face.
“Mother Yang…” A weak voice came from her hoarse throat.
Yang Yi immediately snapped out of it. "Xiaoyu, you're awake?"
He pressed the call button faster than anyone else.
Several members of the expert medical team entered one after another. After the routine examination, their words reassured Yang Yixin considerably.
"Once you wake up, the safe period is over. You can be transferred to a ward for observation. You can't eat for now. Just let me know if you need anything."
Yang Yi nodded after listening to the doctor's words.
Xiaoyu was still unable to get up; her hand had barely been raised when Dean Yang grasped it.
She sat down next to the child and comforted Xiaoyu, "Don't be afraid, Mommy Yang is here!"
Xiaoyu choked back a sob before gently wiping away Yang Yi's tears with her fingers. "Don't cry, Mommy Yang, don't cry... I... don't hurt anymore."
But the more she talked, the more Yang Yi couldn't stop crying. She turned her back and wiped the tears off her face with her sleeve.
"Yes, we're not crying anymore."
She didn't tell Xiaoyu what kind of surgery she had, but simply told her what was going to happen next in a soft voice.
When Xiaoyu heard that she didn't have to go back to the orphanage, her expression seemed to show relief in addition to shock.
This expression pierced Yang Yi's heart.
"Little Yu, be good and rest here until Aunt Yang comes to pick you up, okay?"
The child on the hospital bed nodded, and Yang Yi then handed the child over to Fu Siming with peace of mind.
He was Song Xingyao's husband, and that alone put Yang Yi at ease, seeing the medical team and caregivers who were there to look after the child.
Yang Yi knew that this was the better situation for Xiao Yu.
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