Qin Lin nodded and said, "Yes, you guessed right, our daughter has indeed been found."
When Feng Juan heard this, she suddenly stood up from her chair and asked anxiously, "When did this happen? Why are you telling me now?"
"In the evening. Qin Zheng called me."
"In the evening..." Feng Juan reacted all of a sudden. It turned out that Qin Lin had already known about this matter when he called home, but he didn't mention a word on the phone!
Feng Juan pointed at Qin Lin's nose, shaking with anger. "You knew it this evening, and you waited until now to tell me! Old Qin, I really admire you! You're really patient! You're really patient!"
Qin Lin explained: "I can't explain it clearly over the phone. I'm afraid of upsetting you."
"Okay, okay, you're blaming me after all? I'm not strong enough, I'm mentally ill, that's why you don't even dare to say a word to me! It's my fault, it's all my fault!"
Feng Juan started to pull her hair uncontrollably. Qin Lin quickly stepped forward and grabbed her hand. "Xiao Juan, Xiao Juan, calm down. Don't get excited. Don't get excited."
"I'm not excited, I'm not excited. My daughter is still waiting for me to find her." Feng Juan took a few deep breaths, rushed to the dresser in the restaurant, opened the drawer, took out a medicine bottle, poured out two small white pills, and swallowed them directly without any water.
She calmed down a bit and turned to ask Qin Lin, "Old Qin, where is our daughter now? When should we go find her?"
"Don't worry." Qin Lin walked up to Feng Juan, patted her shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Qin Zheng is in Shanghai now. As for where our daughter is, we'll have to ask Qin Zheng about that. However, my office will be a bit busy before the New Year, so I may not be able to leave Beijing. So, when I'm free after the New Year, the first thing I'll do is take you to find your daughter. Do you think this is okay?"
"Wait until after the New Year? No! That's too long, I don't agree." Feng Juan immediately shook her head and said, "Lao Qin, we haven't seen that poor child for eighteen years. We must go find her immediately. She has been wandering around all these years, and we don't know how hard her life has been. As a mother, we must go to see her as soon as possible and tell her that mom and dad didn't lose you on purpose and that you love her very much. Only in this way can we get closer to our daughter. After all, we have been separated from her for eighteen years. In such a long time, even the blood relationship has faded. How can we as a mother not be more enthusiastic?"
"But I really can't leave my job." Qin Lin said helplessly.
"Who do you want, your job or your daughter?" Feng Juan asked with red eyes.
Qin Lin was speechless for a moment.
"I don't care anyway. I'm going to Shanghai to find my daughter tomorrow." Feng Juan said firmly.
Qin Lin: "But my daughter is not in Shanghai."
"Qin Zheng is here," Feng Juan said. "Qin Zheng knows where my daughter is. When we get to Shanghai, I'll follow Qin Zheng wherever he goes. He'll definitely take me to find my daughter."
"I'm busy now and can't go out with you. I'm worried about you going to Shanghai alone. What if something happens on the way?" Qin Lin said it over and over again but still didn't want Feng Juan to go early.
Otherwise, only the mother can go to see her daughter. How can he, as the father, look good if he doesn't go?
Feng Juan was determined to leave. She glared at Qin Lin and said firmly, "What could possibly happen to me? Have you forgotten what I used to do? It's just a train ride. It won't be a problem for me."
Qin Lin certainly did not forget that his wife Feng Juan was once an excellent battlefield nurse who traveled all over the country with the army at a very young age. However, her daughter was later stolen right under her nose. The shock to her was so great that she was overwhelmed by the tremendous mental pressure and developed symptoms of mental abnormality.
At first, he just had frequent nightmares, then he began to have cognitive impairment and hysteria. He always hugged a small pillow and said it was his daughter. Later, hallucinations and delusions of persecution appeared. Every day he was nervous and hugged a pillow, saying that someone wanted to kill his daughter.
During those two years, she was rarely sober.
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