Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

At the end, the letter said: "By the way, let me remind you that Xiu's illness also needs me to treat it. You have to take good care of your precious son, otherwise when the time comes, he will disappear. Who will rescue Xiu?" Woolen cloth?"

If Xin didn't say these words, Zhao Qichen didn't have any doubts. As soon as he said those words, Zhao Qichen's heart skipped a beat.

Obviously, Xin knows all the situations here.

So, whoever gave him the wind and reported the letter.

There are a lot of questions waiting for him in his mind, but he has no time to think about them.

Seeing Xiao Xia Xing like this, he didn't know what to do.

He looks like a dull child.

When he was first born, Xiao Xia Xing had this period of hardship. He heard from Lin Qiuran that he wanted to give up Xiao Xia Xing, but she didn't.

After all, they are their own flesh and blood.

Everything later proved that she was right.

But now, what happened to Xiao Xia Xing?
Zhao Qichen gently hugged him in his arms: "Honey, let's go back to find mom, shall we? Do you miss mom? Dad knows you are suffering, but can you say a word to dad? Dad knows that my son is still there, still..."

But there was no voice to answer him.

Only the sound of the car starting that Shin and his men had been leaving.

He even made a detour in front of him to feed them some car exhaust.

"Damn it, you must be sick," Xiao Linzi was also full of anger, but he had no place to vent it.

At this moment, after coughing suddenly, he realized that Xiao Xia Xing's eyes were filled with tears.

But he still didn't speak.

"Baby," Zhao Qichen turned his face to himself: "Don't cry, don't cry, Dad knows you are wronged, but now that you have gone home, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

But after he finished speaking, he could clearly feel that his arm was hot, and it seemed that something was flowing out of Xiaoxia Xing's body.

Xiao Linzi's eyes were also red, he looked at Zhao Qichen and said, "Brother Chen, Xiao Xiaxing...he peed his pants."

"I see."

The great sadness in his heart filled him, Zhao Qichen didn't know how to express his emotions at all, he could only hold Xiao Xia Xing tightly, and walked towards the car step by step.

Xiao Linzi led the way, and only said in a low voice, "I'm going to drive."

Then, there was nothing to say.

While in the car, Zhao Qichen called Lin Qiuran, and he said, "Little Xia Xing is back."

"Really?" Lin Qiuran was about to go crazy with joy, she had collapsed in the house twice, and couldn't restrain her joy at all, but when she came back to her senses, she asked him: "Xiao Xia How about Xing? He didn't take it, did he?"

The only thing a mother cares about is whether her child is injured or suffers outside.

Although the answer was obvious in her heart, she couldn't help but ask.

If you can't see his appearance, it would be good to hear Zhao Qichen's answer.

However, Zhao Qichen was silent for a minute, and he said: "Qiu Ran, it's hard to talk about things now, can you talk about it after I go back?"

"It's hard to say what it is. Don't you know if your son is injured?"

Lin Qiuran grabbed the phone tightly: "Just tell me what you see. Is it that difficult?"

"Qiu Ran, Xiao Xia Xing..." Zhao Qichen didn't know what to say, so he had to tell the truth. He looked at Xiao Xia Xing and gritted his teeth: "He didn't suffer any trauma." '

No... trauma?
Lin Qiuran's heart beat suddenly, and her voice was full of tears: "It means that he was not injured...was he stimulated?"

Her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it herself. She wished she hadn't asked these questions and wished she didn't know, but Zhao Qichen answered her in a low voice.

He said: "Xiao Xiaxing's current state is very wrong. I don't know what's wrong with him. Let's go back first. You can contact the pediatrician and give him a comprehensive examination. Then we can discuss the specifics, okay?" '

Lin Qiuran hummed, then quickly hung up the phone.

She was afraid that Zhao Qichen would say something that would make her worry. She really couldn't bear that.

But there was one more thing, she forgot, after hanging up the phone, she saw Yao Meng's phone number, and she called without thinking.

"Sister Qiu Ran?" Yao Meng was a little surprised when he received her call, why would she call her at this time.

If she guessed correctly, Zhao Qichen should have greeted Lin Qiuran and asked her to stay away from her.

And she still calls, something must have happened.

At that time, she had just found an excuse to come out, and she didn't pay much attention to the call.

"Doctor Yao, I beg you, please help me," Lin Qiuran cried. She was completely defeated in front of this psychiatrist.

Although she also knew that Yao Meng's status was very special, but she believed that as the mother of a child, she would definitely understand her feelings, especially her child, whom she had seen before, and Xiao Xia Xing liked her so much.

She won't bear it.

Sure enough, Yao Meng became nervous instantly, and her tone was a little urgent: "Don't worry, what's the matter with you, just speak slowly, only if you make it clear, I can help you find a solution, right?"

"Xiao Xia Xing, it's Xiao Xia Xing," Lin Qiuran hugged the phone and began to cry bitterly: "He came back, but Qichen said that he had a serious mental problem, and now we can only find experts in physical examination, but I thought, there must be a bigger problem in his psychology, so please save him no matter what, okay?"

This is one of Lin Qiuran's few people who speak up. She never did this kind of thing before, but for Xiao Xia Xing, she never went offline.

Yao Meng was taken aback by her words, and she asked, "Xiao Xia Xing is back."

The voice was suppressed, but there was still some movement. Moreover, Dandong happened to come out to get something, and with sharp ears, he heard it all at once.

He immediately came to Yao Meng's back, quietly hiding there to eavesdrop.

Lin Qiuran continued crying: "It's like this, Qichen brought him back, he is on his way back, I know, he will definitely need a psychiatrist, so please come quickly, okay Is it? I really, can't hold it anymore."

It's not that she can't hold it anymore, she's about to collapse.

These days of mental torture have already made her feel that she is not a normal person.