Baby, wait until you grow up

It was already noon the next day when the fainted An Boning was rescued.

The skinny kidnapper contacted the buyer, and when he came back, he hugged An Boning and An Ran to deliver the goods with the drunk fat man. He had just gotten out of the taxi when he was surrounded by a group of men in black clothes.

"You are really brave." A cold and deep male voice sounded, and the dense crowd immediately made an opening.

Before the fat man had time to take the meat ticket as a hostage, his hands were shot by bullets. He suddenly cried out in pain, "Ah, An Hao, kill me if you have the guts."

He was pushed to the ground, An Hao completely ignored him, went directly to pick up his child, "Call the doctor."

Seeing his blood-stained son lying there without a trace of anger, An Hao has no heart at all, and everything is unimportant.He has lost his soul, and there is only one person left with the eyes that have lost focus.He just wanted to hold the child in his arms quickly, warm him and kiss him.

"An Hao, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you." Fatty knew his situation from now on, and went crazy.

Putting Bo Ning carefully on the back seat of the car, before An Hao entered the car, he said, "Alang, how can I be most satisfied, you can figure it out."

The man's voice was hoarse, and he didn't have much emotion, but for no reason it caused layers of cold sweat to break out on his back.

What terrified everyone was his dead silent and forbearing face.

Since then, no one in H City has ever seen Fatty again. Together with his distant relatives, it seems that there is no trace of him walking around in the world.But Alang, who understands the big brother's mind, can't kill him so easily, but when the fat man has his last breath, he thinks that is the greatest happiness in the world.

He was finally freed.

Three days later, a hospital in H city.

The doctor announced that An Boning was out of danger, but still needs to be observed for a week.Actually, An Hao didn't care about this, he leaned against the wall, pressing his forehead against the cold wall.

His baby was inside, but he couldn't go in.

"Don't hit me, I'm scared, don't hit me. Dad help."

He clenched his fists tightly, the doctor was treating him, he couldn't be soft-hearted, he couldn't be soft-hearted.

"Let go, um, woo woo."

"Dad, Dad..." Bo Ning's voice became more and more miserable.

"Boom", An Hao pushed the door open and went in, shouting, "You all go out."

"But……"

"If he doesn't want to, he doesn't want to. Get out, get out for me." An Hao put his arms around his tear-stained son who was still struggling, "Baby, Dad is here, here."

Little Bo Ning was not very sober, and when the familiar breath lingered for an instant, he slowly calmed down.After a while, Bo Ning opened his tear-filled eyes and said softly, "Father?"

Due to his large movements, the blood flowed back into the dropper, and An Hao quickly pulled out the needle hole.Touching the large and small pinholes on the back of his son's wrist, he felt distressed, "I'm sorry, it's dad's fault."

Bo Ning hid in his father's arms, listening to the strong heartbeat, he felt safe, "Dad, I hurt."

"Hey, where does it hurt?"

Little Bo Ning didn't answer, and after a while, "Dad, it hurts so much."

An Hao hurriedly turned him over, only to see Bo Ning with his eyes closed, his brows furrowed into lines, as if in extreme pain.He murmured unconsciously, "Dad, it hurts, it hurts so much." An Hao patted his back and gently kneaded him with one hand.The child in his arms finally stopped tossing and tossing, and Papa An, who had been running around for nearly a week, also relaxed, closed his eyes, and almost fell asleep in a daze.

"Wow, it hurts."

"..."

"It hurts, don't hit me, it hurts. Dad help, Dad."

An Hao opened his bloodshot eyes, and quickly stabilized the child's dancing hand, "Father is here." When he took a closer look, the child closed his eyes tightly, his whole body twitched, and his tear-stained face was full of terror.

"Baby wake up, baby."

At first, An Hao thought it was caused by hesitating his wound.Until the wounds on the body healed, this situation continued unabated.

Little Bo Ning often rolled over in pain holding his little head unconsciously in his sleep, or when he just woke up, "It hurts, it hurts. Don't hit me."

After this phenomenon happened twice, An Hao had to take him back to the hospital for reexamination.The conclusion that can be drawn has not changed in the slightest: although the child suffered a head injury, causing a mild concussion, he was not seriously injured.There is no abnormality in the body.Later, doctors could only diagnose that the condition was caused by spirit.

When a child suffers a serious injury suddenly, the nerve centers in the brain automatically enlarge it, and the memory of the injury at that time is particularly deep. Therefore, every time in the dream, the pain is very real, making the child feel the same, and the pain is unbearable .

"Dad, I don't hurt anymore, don't be unhappy."

"Father is not unhappy, he is distressed, distressed baby."

"But, I obviously feel it. Is Dad sad?"

An Hao didn't understand why this son was always so sensitive.The book says that sensitive people are always vulnerable and restless, and the son's delicate mind may be born.

How can An Hao not feel guilty about his son being young and ignorant, but suffering such a great harm due to his own reasons.

"Well, I'm sad. Dad deserves to die for not protecting the baby well."

"Dad is not allowed to die." The child rubbed his tender face, which had lost a lot of weight, against his father's bearded chin, "Don't worry, Dad, I will definitely get better soon."

Sure enough, An Hao didn't hear his son crying that night.It was like this for several nights in a row, An Hao really thought that his son had recovered from his illness.

But why does the little ghost always look drowsy, and the gray under the eye sockets is getting darker every day.

An Hao was suspicious.

At night, he pretended to be asleep.After a while, the little guy who had already fallen asleep in his arms got up and got out of bed.An Hao quietly opened a slit of his eyes.

I saw the little ghost tiptoely opened the medicine box, took a big needle tip, and ran back to the bed gently.The child does not go back to bed to sleep, but to sit there with his legs curled up.

Knowing a son is like a father, An Hao's heart beat so fast, he probably guessed what his stupid son was going to do.

Sure enough, after about half an hour, the child couldn't resist the attack of sleepiness, and his upper and lower eyelids would come together from time to time.So Bo Ning took off his trousers and raised the needle to go straight down.

Just in time, the lights came on.