That afternoon, the corridor of the hospital was filled with golden afterglow. Zhao Zhouhan, who had just gotten out of bed and walked around, immediately came to the newborn room of the pediatric department.

Through a transparent glass wall, Zhao Zhouhan looked at the baby in the insulated box gently with his eyes.

——"Child...that's your child, take him...to take him home..."

When he was a father for the first time, he felt as excited as he felt as guilty as he was.

The child was only more than half a month old, and his little body was filled with various tubes. Because of the inhalation of thick smoke, he had lung infection. Within three days, he underwent two first aid surgeries. The tube inserted in his mouth was thicker than his small arm, and the needle buried in his blood vessels was clearly visible. He could not shout out the pain, he could not say the pain, and he had to take injections for food. He had not yet come back from the gates of hell.

As he looked at it, Zhao Zhouhan's nose became sore and tears unconsciously hung up. This was Xiaoye's child protected by his life. Xiaoye was a weak woman who protected the father and son with his own strength. He felt guilty, ashamed, and even more heartbroken.

A female doctor inside saw him and waved his hand to signal him to the door.

"Mr. Zhao, do you want to come in and see the child?"

"May I?"

"Can."

Then, he put on a sterile suit and walked to the incubator under the guidance of the doctor.

Looking at the child at the closest distance, he was closing his eyes. His hair was sparse, his eyelashes were long and curled, and there were little white breasts on his small nose.

Although he was asleep, his body twitched from time to time. It could be seen that he felt very uncomfortable. His small mouth was infinitely large due to the intubation, and his small chest was undulating. It was his little heart beating vigorously, which was also a tenacious little life that was unwilling to be destined to be destined.

His hands and feet were open and he slept in a "big" shape. Compared to the newly born newborn, he was actually quite fat, especially the pair of small arms, one by one.

Zhao Zhouhan smiled and shed tears. This is his son, it's so amazing.

The female doctor told him: "It was indeed very critical when sent to the hospital, but fortunately it was delivered in time and did not cause irreversible damage to the lungs. The child's current condition is very stable. If there is no problem in another night, he will be able to be extubated and recover faster after the extubation."

Zhao Zhouhan nodded comfortably and said with a sob, "Thank you."

"His weight is normal. For newborns, weight directly affects immunity. It is not good to be too light or too heavy. Mom raises him well."

"Well, thank you mom." He felt very heartbroken when the bitterness in his mouth was hard to swallow.

The insulated box has two round holes, which facilitates care. The female doctor advised: "You can reach in and touch his little hand to give him strength."

Zhao Zhouhan was a little flattered, "Is it really OK? Is it okay?"

"No problem, gentle."

"good……"

It was a very magical feeling. Zhao Zhouhan carefully reached in. The child's little hand clenched his fist. He easily wrapped his fist in his palm. The small soles of his feet were not half as long as his palm.

The child is conscious and will support his feet from time to time. He feels the power from life, and a warm current spreads from his palm to his whole body.

"He is very tenacious, a little man, and looks very similar to his father." The female doctor whispered.

Zhao Zhouhan smiled slightly, his son certainly looked like him.

A few days later, Zhao Zhouhan recovered very quickly and did not even remove the gauze from the wound and then started working.

“Not found yet?”

In order to find clues more clearly, Xu Sen also arrived in Switzerland, which was the biggest problem he encountered in his career. "I am very ashamed, and I really have no clue. I even checked the enemies of the six mercenaries for three rounds without any progress."

"Then she can't disappear out of thin air, right?"

Xu Sen frowned, and he was also puzzled.

Zhang Xiunan added: "Boss, according to your description, Xiao Ye was seriously injured at that time. Can we boldly speculate that Xiao Ye was rescued?"

Everyone present held their breath and focused, unbelievable, but difficult to refute.

This incredible guess is the most reliable guess at present.

"Look, these six people killed in the jungle are all criminals who commit crimes all kinds of crimes. The Interpol can't do anything about them. Maybe there is such a secret and powerful organization that specializes in doing good deeds for the sake of heaven. Xiao Ye's life was hanging on the line at that time. Perhaps they rescued her."

Jiang Yunting raised his hand and asked, "Since you saved someone, why not send it back?"

Zheng Shaoyu also joined the speculation, "Maybe the little sister-in-law was seriously injured and she has not woken up yet, so there is no way to notify us? People don't know who she is."

Wu Taizhe: "Do they think their sister-in-law is A Lie's person?"

Li Haiyuan: "That's not necessarily. They have done their homework in advance so quickly and accurately. They know that their sister-in-law is also a victim, so they saved her."

Jiang Yunting nodded in agreement, "In this way, do we have to try to contact them now and tell them the identity of their sister-in-law?" He had a flash of inspiration and suddenly thought, "How about we publish a global missing person notice for them to see!"

"Don't forget, everyone," Xu Sen frowned and sighed silently, "Xiao Ye, is the person who has already closed the account. How can a person who has closed the account issue a missing person? It's still the world, do you think it's a supernatural incident?"

Jiang Yunting: “…”

Zhao Zhouhan suddenly spoke, "Xiao Ye is not dead, at most, the missing person can be counted as the number of people missing, and the household registration can be restored. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, you must try it."

Xu Sen: "Boss Zhao, all this is speculation. There is no evidence to prove the existence of this organization. Just based on our speculation, we will rashly issue a global missing person notice. Are you sure that you are not kidding?"

Xu Sen's words woke everyone up with delusions, and he vetoed this absurd approach.

Xu Sen: "If there is such an organization that can act on behalf of the heavens, it is impossible that there is no news at all. Moreover, who knows whether they act on behalf of the heavens or have other plans? After all, even if they are real, they are essentially killers. There must be something we haven't found out, so we can't mess around."

There was no result in this discussion. Alie is dead and their deadline for staying in Switzerland is about to come.

At the same time, in a warm room, Chi Xiaoye fell asleep quietly, and a female nurse was taking care of her.

A woman in a suit opened the door and asked, "Auntie Fen, how is she today?"

"You saw it, there was no change. Oh, it's a pity that you are still so young."

The woman was silent for a moment and said, "Take good care of her. I will leave for a while. I will notify Xiaoling immediately if there is any situation."
Chapter completed!