Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 267 Social Garbage Dad Cranky Online 22
During the waiting time, Lu Youming was in severe pain.Curled up against the edge of the bed.

But the mind remains clear.

I can bear it.

He looked at Fu Chen who had been crying on the bed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

On the quilt is the milk powder she just fed.

Spit whatever you eat.

Nothing can get in.

The diaper was also wet.

The golden yellow water is all over the buttocks.

The weather is cold.

I dare not burn a coal stove for heating in the house.

Lu Youming took a deep breath, endured the pain, changed the diaper for Fuchen, and wiped his butt clean.

"Ahh—" Fuchen kept crying.

Touch your forehead, it's hot.

My body is also hot.

After finally maintaining a fair body, now I can see the blood vessels again.

Lu Youming felt his eyes swell and his breath was burning hot.

There was a tightness in the chest, which was very uncomfortable.

It seems that I have to cry to be comfortable.

Lu Youming patted the floating dust lightly, "Don't cry, don't cry. The doctor will be here soon."

The sirens of the ambulance sounded in the silent village.

The light sleepers already knew that someone in the village was sick.

At night, the wind blows.

The cold penetrates the bones.

No one will get up to watch the excitement at this time.

It's too cold.

Guessing that it was probably too cold, or something happened to the carbon burning.

This is the only accident-prone village in winter.

Followed the ambulance to the hospital.

Lu Youming vomited again.

I vomited up everything I ate that night.

Only then did Lu Youming feel relieved.

But Fuchen's condition was not good, and he was sent to the emergency room immediately.

Doctors and nurses followed along.

Lu Youming walked close to the doctor and nurse, but was pushed away by the nurse, "Just wait."

But soon, the hospital issued a critical illness notice.

The nurse pushed Lu Youming, and said, "You sign this. Hurry up and pay the money."

Lu Youming stared blankly at the "notice of critical illness" in his hand, not quite understanding.

How, why did he become critically ill?
"Hurry up and sign." The nurse said.

Lu Youming wrote his name stiffly.

Standing outside the operating room, Lu Youming felt dazed.

Shaking around, I don't know why.

He paid the money first.

night.

Lu Youming appeared in a high-end residential area.Holding a black umbrella, he hid in the dark alley between buildings.

High-end communities have installed cameras early on.In order to prevent thieves.

Living in this neighborhood is either rich or expensive.

There are many buyers and the occupancy rate is very low.

Many people just come back to stay for a month during the Chinese New Year, and then go out to make money again.

This is not a provincial capital.

Rich people naturally go to developed areas.

Lu Youming skillfully avoided the camera, and the cat entered the house. Surprisingly, there was no one in the house.

Many places are covered with dust sheets.

It seems that this woman also just came back to prepare for the New Year.

Lu Youming hid outside the house, in the dark alley between the two houses.

In front is a necessary road to enter the community, and there is a camera at the end of the road.

The night shrouded it, almost blurring people.

late at night.

The woman gets off in a taxi.

Carrying big bags and small bags into the community, walking quickly.

Seeing the woman, Lu Youming took out a hundred-yuan bill and threw it out.

The red eyes flickered.

The woman noticed the money immediately.

In the camera, the woman walked into the shadows.

At half pay, Lu Youming was covered in blood, went to the river to wash, and changed his clothes.

The river was icy cold.

Lu Youming remained expressionless, carefully scrubbing the blood stains on his clothes and his body.

The wind picked up and the sky began to rain heavily.

The rain hit the body, washing away the traces.

Lu Youming hurried home, put on a raincoat, and went to the hospital again.

Sitting expressionlessly waiting outside the operating room.Like mushrooms growing on rotten wood.

Nobody noticed anything.

No one suspected anything.

Fortunately, after three days of continuous observation in the hospital, Fuchen's condition was suppressed.

For the past three days, Lu Youming has been taking care of Fu Chen in the hospital.

A great event happened in the city.

A resident of a high-end community was killed.

The deceased returned home in the middle of the night, and he did not know who had killed him.

In the hospital, there were people talking about it.

Lu Youming didn't care much, he just bought a newspaper to check the police's developments.

They investigate social relations, and no one pays attention to a repairman.

Investigating social relations, no one thought it was the repairman's business.

The public's point of view is on the woman who came back alone at night, and some people say that it must be love killing.

I came back only in the middle of the night, so I may not know which bed I got out of.

Everyone's focus has been shifted to other places, and everyone is asked not to go out alone, especially women.

The heavy rain that night washed away all information.

Surveillance found no items.

As usual, the police approached Lu Youming for questioning, asking what was suspicious.

Lu Youming shook his head.

When asked why he was hospitalized, he only said that he had eaten something bad.

The police quickly shifted their target.

This woman's interpersonal relationship is not good, and some businesses in the family have made enemies with others.

The police's target is too complicated and chaotic, and the murderer is lost.

Lu Youming took the child home, and the old man next door came to greet him, "What's wrong?"

"I ate something bad."

"Did you give her something cold?"

To deal with it casually, "um".

The uncle immediately cursed.

The cupboard hides the previous milk powder cans.

Lu Youming put the floating dust under the bed.

The uncle went home and made a "soup lady", warmed up the quilt, and then put the floating dust into the quilt again.

Lu Youming asked his uncle to replace it with hot briquettes, which started a fire.

Wait for the fire to come up slowly.

The uncle didn't care, and gave a pot of hot water. "The child is important, don't be cold anymore."

night.

Fuchen kept crying.It's useless to coax.

I just opened my mouth and cried, and I couldn't stop at all.

"Feed me!" The old man next door yelled!

"Hey!" Lu Youming hugged the child and patted it gently.

"Coax!" The next door roared.

"Come on! It's useless!"

Not long after, the old man next door braved the wind and snatched the child from Lu Youming's arms.

"Ahhhhh." Fuchen grabbed the uncle, turned his head, lay down on his stomach, and immediately stopped crying.

"Isn't that all right?" The uncle spat in a low voice, cursing in a low voice, "It's been half a year and I still can't coax the child, learn to do it!"

Lu Youming stretched out his hand to hug, but before his hand touched Fuchen, Fuchen closed his eyes, "Ahahaha———"

I cried again.

"Oh oh oh——" The uncle immediately walked away with the floating dust in his arms, and coaxed him to the side.

Lu Youming's outstretched hand froze in place, and silently put it down.

He went to the kitchen to pour hot water.

At the bottom of the coal stove, in the eye of the burning coal ball, black iron lumps can be seen.

These were shredded cans of powdered milk that were thrown into the stove to burn.

The original appearance is no longer visible.

After changing the briquettes and turning down the heat, Lu Youming walked back into the house.

Fuchen had already fallen asleep.

In the morning, the nurse also helped coax the child.The uncle dragged Lu Youming to the door, and whispered, "The child may be in shock. I need you to cry out." After thinking about it, "How about this, you go to the village to collect some broken steps and make them into hundred-year-old clothes. Putting on Fuchen, and calling the soul of Fuchen, the effect is the best."

(End of this chapter)