She is Si Ye's favorite

After all, Li Xiuyan loved her to the bottom of his heart, so he agreed to the heart transplant because of Lu Yanran's words that were obviously lying to him.

The only premise is that you have to wait until Lu Yanran can't hold on any longer.

In the past half a month, Li Xiuyan sought many doctors, Chinese medicine, Western medicine, and even superstitious praying to God and worshiping Buddha. Lu Yanran was still getting more and more haggard and weak day by day, exhausted and exhausted.

Mu Yingxue's heart ached again. She didn't know whether it was from the wound or from Yanran's remorse, but the clearer the pain, the clearer she was that she was still alive.

The child's crying became louder. Mu Yingxue turned her head and opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't make a sound because she didn't drink water for a long time, but the servant noticed that she was awake:

"Miss Mu, you're awake, great, I'll call the doctor."

The servant brought the child over, and placed it carefully in Mu Yingxue's hand, as if feeling the mother's warmth, the child's hysterical crying gradually subsided.

When the servant came back, he saw this scene and sighed:

"There was a small episode in the middle of the operation. Miss Mu fell asleep for a long time after leaving the operating room. The doctor said that if you didn't wake up before twelve o'clock, you might be...

After the doctor finished speaking, the child cried a lot, refused to drink milk, and couldn't be coaxed well. He has been crying for more than an hour, and now he knows that his mother is awake, and he feels at ease. "

Mu Yingxue's eyes were moist, and she was very distressed when she saw Dabao sobbing from time to time when he fell asleep after crying.

After holding back her tears, she raised her eyes:

"Miss Ye, she..."

The servant sighed:

"Mr. has been with Miss Ye for the last journey, and she has not been buried yet."

Mu Yingxue's heart is very heavy. Such a new life cannot make people feel happy.

Yanran, thank you for giving me life.

……

Jincheng

The carpet-like search was carried out following Si Xuanting's order. The police dogs searched in the mountains, and the drones went to the cliffs and mountain streams that ordinary people could not reach. Si Xuanting drove around the mountain to find three Days and nights.

He doesn't need to look where the mountain road should turn, and where there is a steep slope. When he encounters someone on the road, he will rush down to check if it is Mu Yingxue. His eyes are red and bloodshot, as if he is tireless.

The subordinate's report came from the intercom at hand:

"Sir, I found something."

Discovering these three words made Si Xuanting's heart skip a beat.

Not found, but found.

If they had seen Mu Yingxue, they would never have said so, but their discovery must have something to do with her.

she……

The uneasy thoughts that rose in his heart made him subconsciously grasp the steering wheel. Because of a momentary loss of consciousness, the car rushed out of the road. Fortunately, he reacted in time and stepped on the brakes to avoid rushing into the river.

"gentlemen?"

Si Xuanting picked up the intercom with one hand while reversing the car.

"Where are you?"

After receiving the position of his subordinates, the Maybach flashed across the mountain road like a black lightning.

In a few minutes, he arrived, and when the subordinates saw him coming, they stepped aside one after another:

"Sir, we found a pair of bloody shoes from under the cliff."

The footsteps of the man who was hit by these words swayed.

Si Xuanting, whose body was overdrawn, suddenly went dark, and he stopped in his tracks. He saw a pair of shoes in a transparent sealed bag.

There were bloodstains all over it, and his pupils constricted from the bright red bloodstains.

"What about people?"

The men said:

"The bottom is a river, Madam hasn't found it yet..."

Si Xuanting took the bag and held it tightly. He turned and got into the car:

"Keep looking."

Saying these three words seemed to exhaust all his strength.

His subordinates responded in unison, and after he closed the car door, he touched the transparent bag with trembling fingers.

Mu Yingxue, you won't die, right? The fire didn't kill us last time. Grandpa said that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune. You didn't die, right?

While waiting for the conclusion in the hospital, Si Xuanting kept asking himself this question. Two hours later, Song Yu came out with a serious expression on his face.

Si Xuanting looked at his friend's expression, and there was a faint pain in his eyes.

"Her shoes?"

Song Yu hummed softly and nodded:

"Xuan Ting, if you want to open it up, it's just a matter of finding a pair of shoes. Anything is possible before you find Yingxue."

Si Xuanting's deep eyes were filled with darkness:

"I know, you have to see people when you are born, and you have to see corpses when you die."

When I got home, I heard the deafening cries of the child as soon as I entered the door, mixed with Aunt Lian's gentle coaxing voice.

"Old Qin, please call your husband. The young master has been crying for a day, and he went to the hospital for an examination and said that there is no problem, but crying all the time is not a problem."

After Qin Butler agreed, he turned around and found that Si Xuanting had returned:

"Mister is back, sir, the young master has been crying all day."

Si Xuanting strode over:

"What's going on? Wasn't he very good before?"

"That's right, the young master used to sleep after eating, play when he woke up, neither cry nor fuss, but today he burst into tears for no reason, no matter how hard he tried to coax him, he didn't even drink milk.

I was worried that the young master was not feeling well, so I sent him to the hospital. The doctor said there was no problem and the child was healthy, but he kept crying. "

Aunt Lian answered anxiously.

Si Xuanting took over the baby's baby:

"Let me see."

The child was in his arms, still crying. At this time, a voice came from the door:

"What happened to the child?"

Yang Yuhui appeared at the door in a low-key gray dress, and Si Xuanting frowned:

"What are you here for?"

"I'm here to visit the child. I've been holding him since he was born. Let me coax him to have a look."

Yang Yuhui came over and said tentatively.

Si Xuanting avoids her outstretched hand:

"No need."

"Xuan Ting, I know that you blame me, and I also know that I am at fault, but I am sincere to Yingxue's child."

Yang Yuhui emphasized this point again and again, a lie told a hundred times would naturally become true, if a hundred times was not enough, she would tell it a thousand times, ten thousand times.

Si Xuanting didn't quite believe her:

"I'm his biological father. I don't believe it's better for you to hug him than me."

Could it be that he would still lose to this woman?

impossible.

Yang Yuhui thought for a while:

"Then, do you have Yingxue's clothes at home? Or does the child miss the smell of his mother?"

Si Xuanting's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Aunt Lian, who understood:

"I'll go get it."

Soon, Aunt Lian brought a piece of clothes that Mu Yingxue left at home, and Si Xuanting took it and covered the child's chest with the clothes.

As if smelling the mother's smell, the child's two small fists loosened, waving and grabbing the clothes on the chest, the crying gradually became smaller, and after a while, the crying stopped, and the child fell asleep.

Yang Yuhui's eyes lit up, she just said it casually, thinking that even if the method she came up with was useless, she couldn't be blamed, but to her surprise, the effect was so good, she took the opportunity to say:

"It's good that the child doesn't make trouble, Mr. Si, can I come to accompany him often in the future?

I am a woman, and I like children very much, not to mention this is Yingxue's child, I will take care of him with my heart. "