After Wen Xia and Gu Xunzhou settled Xing Lie, Wen Xia immediately rushed to ask the servants of the house to prepare delicious nutritious meals for Xing Lie.

Xing Lie's digestive function was not affected much, and Wen Xia was still worried and personally supervised the kitchen to make easy-to-digest and absorb egg custard and bird's nest.

The fragrance gradually lingers throughout the kitchen.

"Mommy."

Hengheng ran over happily and hugged Wen Xia's legs tightly: "What are you doing? Why is it so fragrant?"

"Cook for your grandfather."

Wen Xia scratched his nose and smiled and kissed him on the face: "Hengheng, grandpa will live in our house from now on, you are not allowed to bully him."

She was worried that Gu Heng would play tricks on Xing Lie.

Even if it is a kind-hearted and love prank, Xing Lie can't stand it now.

Hengheng nodded sensiblely and pinched her hand tightly.

"Mommy, Hengheng knows it, don't worry."

His eyes were shiny, like shiny black grapes. Wen Xia patted his head with relief and continued to be busy.

The egg custard was ready, Wen Xia personally brought it to Xing Lie. Xing Lie looked at her muffled and instinctively raised his nose towards the place where the egg custard was emitting fragrance.

She suddenly had hope in her heart.

The brain can slowly recover. Even if Xing Lie was hit hard this time and the body's recovery function will slowly recover, Xing Lie will sooner or later get better.

She can wait.

"Dad, come and have some eggs."

Wen Xia coaxed Xing Lie, who had no independent behavior, as if he was coaxing a child, and his eyes slowly moistened: "I'll feed you, you don't let your temper."

She tentatively dug a spoon of eggs to Xing Lie's mouth, and handed the spoon to Xing Lie's mouth. Xing Lie actually ate it obediently and quietly without hesitation.

Wen Xia was happy and fed him again, but he would still eat it.

After eating the egg custard, Wen Xia gave him bird's nest again. Xing Lie refused everyone and his stomach slowly became full, but he still ate.

"Mommy, I can't give it to my grandfather anymore."

Hengheng laid Wenxia's clothes and pointed at his belly: "Look, my grandfather's belly is broken."

"Yeah, yes."

Wen Xia noticed it only after being reminded by Hengheng that Xing Lie was still staring at her blankly, opening her mouth to wait for her to feed her.

He didn't even realize how much he ate.

Wen Xia felt sad, and she let out a gentle breath and took away the tableware.

It's okay, take your time.

One day it will be fine.

In the next day, Wen Xia always paid attention to Xing Lie. Although Xing Lie had no sense of autonomy, it is worth mentioning that he only ate the meals he fed to Wen Xia.

Others went to feed him, and he wouldn't even eat Gu Xunzhou or Gu Heng.

After dementia, Xing Lie seems to have obvious dependence on Wen Xia.

"Xia Xia, we need to exercise our father's awareness of eating."

Gu Xunzhou looked at Wen Xia feeding Xing Lie spoonfuls and said softly: "This won't work, you're too tired."

I have to participate in the competition and take care of Hengheng. I also have to take care of Xing Lie's three meals and sleep a day. The warm summer time is full and there is no time left.

Wen Xia shook her head.

"fine."

"I don't want to bear it."

Gu Xunzhou frowned slightly, and after seeing her feeding her, he held her in his arms and said nothing: "What if you have any problems, what should I do?"

“No.”

Wen Xia dipped his nose a little funny: "Isn't it just to take care of my father? I'm not a fool. I can push other tasks to the nurses except for feeding, don't worry."

Her fingers were warm and with a reassuring warmth, Gu Xunzhou always frowned tightly.

At this moment, Wen Xia's phone suddenly rang.

It was called by Mrs. Jian.

Wen Xia quickly answered.

"Xia Xia, come to our house quickly. My aunt really has no choice. Alan is going to commit suicide. I can't stop her. It's been three or four times."

suicide?

Wen Xia was shocked and immediately comforted her softly: "Auntie, don't worry, I'll drive over now. You can take someone to watch A Lan first, don't let her find an opportunity."

"Well, come on."

Mrs. Jian sighed heavily, hung up the phone, Wen Xia put down her phone, staring at Gu Xunzhou helplessly.

"I have to go to the Jane's house."

"I'll accompany you."

Gu Xunzhou went to drive in person, staring at his back, and Wen Xia laughed silently.

Ten minutes later, the Jian family.

When Wen Xia and Gu Xunzhou arrived, Mrs. Jian sat on the sofa with a sad face. Four or five servants stood at the door of Jian Wulan's room, staring nervously inside.

The two looked at each other, and Wen Xia hurriedly walked to Mrs. Jian.

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

"It's not because of this evil deed."

Mrs. Jian sighed lightly and handed Wen Xia an ultrasound order, frowned tightly.

Wen Xia took it and looked at it.

The list is Jian Wulan's pregnancy test report, which is a twin gestational sac. Jian Wulan is pregnant with twins.

Wen Xia looked at Mrs. Jian in surprise.

"Auntie, twins?"

"Yes, and you can't fight."

Mrs. Jian explained softly: "Alan originally wanted to have an abortion. Before the child grew up, you also know that the earlier it was removed, the better it would be for her body. But I accompanied her to have a preoperative examination and found that it was twins, so I was a little reluctant. The doctor also told Alan that she could not get a child. If she had a blow, she would never be able to have children in her life."

Wen Xia was stunned when he finished speaking.

Inability to give birth.

The four simplest words are the greatest punishment for women.

"Why?"

"Alan is born with uterine malignancies and cannot get pregnant. The chance of getting pregnant this time is one in ten million. It's still twins. If she gets a baby, her uterus will definitely be damaged. Don't think about getting pregnant again."

Mrs. Jian finished whispering and nodded towards Jian Wulan's room.

"I started to get angry when I came back from the hospital. When I was sleeping, I took a knife and wiped my neck. Fortunately, the servants woke up and took the knife over, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see her."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Jian's tears fell.

Wen Xia clenched her hands tightly.

He was born with uterine malignancies and could not have children. If these twins were given birth, as Mrs. Jian said, she would never have children again.

"I'll go see her first."

After Wen Xia said that, she got up and went to Jian Wulan's room.

When the servants at the door saw her coming, they quickly gave her a seat. She squeezed in smoothly and was surprised to see Jian Wulan sitting on the bed.

Is this still Jian Wulan she knows?

His hair was messy, his face was haggard, he gritted his teeth tightly, and there was clear and thick black blue under his eyes, and his eyes were red. He sat there with his knees in his face, his face full of hatred and anger.

When she heard Wen Xia come in, she didn't even move.

"Alan."

Wen Xia shouted softly, and her sad throat seemed to be blocked by something. She didn't answer, and Wen Xia observed her on her own.

There were wounds on his neck, scratches on his wrists, and some blood stains. A big bag bulged on his forehead. It was obvious that he was hitting his head against the wall.

She really wanted to die.

Wen Xia tentatively held her hand gently.

"Alan, don't do this. You are still young. This will not hurt your health."

"young?"

Jian Wulan turned his head coldly, his eyes were indifferent and lonely: "Sister Wen Xia, I don't want my child to come out and lose my father, but my mother doesn't let me hit me. Can you understand my despair?"
Chapter completed!