Yang Fan appeared at Jianghai First People's Hospital.
After he received a call from his wife Xia Ruhua, he immediately rushed over without stopping.
When he heard that his wife was in the hospital, he panicked and thought that his wife's condition had worsened.
The problem is that my wife didn't tell me what her illness was, and why she had been in the hospital for so long.
You can't press too hard, otherwise your wife will doubt your thoughts and think she doesn't trust him.
He walked into the outpatient department of the hospital and took the elevator to the third floor.
This is pediatrics?
Pediatrics?
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, why did he end up in pediatrics?
But the place his wife told him was the third floor of the outpatient clinic.
So this is pediatrics?
Why did she come to the pediatrician? Which relative's child is sick?
But at least he felt reassured. At least it meant that his wife was fine, and that was all.
He walked around the pediatric department on the third floor. The pediatric department was also very large, and he was surrounded by parents holding their children. The sound of crying could be heard throughout the world, and from time to time he could hear howls.
This made Yang Fan's brain explode, and he could only quickly walk through the area in front of him and arrive at the waiting area.
There are many people sitting in the waiting area, waiting for treatment or other medical services.
His wife, Xia Ruhua, was sitting among them at the moment, with a sullen face, nervous and uneasy.
After Yang Fan saw Xia Ruhua, he immediately walked over quickly.
"Honey, what happened? Which relative's child is sick?"
Yang Fan opened his mouth and asked Xia Ruhua with concern.
Xia Ruhua looked at Yang Fan with complicated eyes, her face clearly showing some nervousness.
"No, I'm not a relative's child."
She bit her lip and then answered Yang Fan.
When Yang Fan saw his wife's answer, he couldn't help but become more confused.
"Huh? Not a relative's child? Whose child is that?"
His face was full of confusion and doubts, and he felt that his wife was acting strange and not normal at the moment.
Xia Ruhua rubbed her hands, seeming to be weighing her mental preparations.
She was hesitating and didn't know whether she should say it or not.
Yang Fan knew Xia Ruhua very well. Once she rubbed her hands together, it meant she had no idea.
Otherwise, Xia Ruhua is usually a very straightforward woman, and she basically never hesitates no matter what she does.
Any hesitation is an important matter that she cannot decide.
It's not just about her personally, but also about others.
"What do you want to say to me?"
After Yang Fan understood this, he sat next to her and asked.
When Xia Ruhua saw Yang Fan asking this, she could only tell the truth.
After all, you can't hide it for too long. Yang Fan will know it after a while. If he doesn't make it clear, Yang Fan might get angry on the spot and misunderstand him again.
"Husband, do you still believe me?"
Xia Ruhua stared at Yang Fan and asked seriously.
She wanted to make sure that Yang Fan believed her, otherwise there would be no point in saying anything.
"Of course I believe you, but if I don't believe you, who should I believe?"
Yang Fan showed a smile on his face and took the initiative to hold Xia Ruhua's cold little hand.
After Xia Ruhua felt the warmth and thick palm in her hand, she felt a little more at ease.
She stared at Clinic 3 for a long time, then turned her head and spoke to Yang Fan.
"I brought a child here to see a doctor. He is sick and may need to be hospitalized."
Xia Ruhua's words made Yang Fan even more suspicious.
"Child? Whose child?"
Yang Fan glanced at Xia Ruhua suspiciously. He felt baffled by such a no-brainer thing.
If there is a child that has nothing to do with Xia Ruhua, why should she participate?
But if there is a relationship, and the child is not a relative's child, could it be a colleague's child? Xia Ruhua can help take care of it?
"Husband, if I said that I picked up this child, would you believe it?"
Xia Ruhua bit her lip, mustered up a lot of courage, and asked Yang Fan.
After asking, she felt a little tense all over, fearing that Yang Fan would explode emotionally in the next second.
Yang Fan stared at her in astonishment, his mind filled with questions.
"???"
"What's the meaning?"
Yang Fan was sure that he did not understand what Xia Ruhua meant. What did a picked-up child mean?
Did the child pick up any more?
"It means that I picked up this child. At the end of last year, I was on a business trip and saw a package next to the trash can at the train station."
"Because there was a faint cry of a child inside, I opened it and took a look and found that it was a baby under 10 years old."
"The weather was very cold at that time. The child's face was so cold that he was about to freeze to death."
"I immediately took the child to the hospital, where he was treated for a day and a night before he was out of danger."
"Then I took the child to the local public security bureau. The police called for station surveillance and indeed found a man throwing the child in the trash can."
"But the man was wrapped very tightly at that time, and his appearance could not be seen clearly."
"In the end, the police filed a case, but they advised me not to hold out hope, as they might not be able to find the child's biological parents."
"The police asked me to send my child to an orphanage."
"I took the child back to Jianghai City and sent it to the welfare home in our city."
"However, for more than a year, the child's biological parents have not been found."
"The children are growing up day by day, and there is no way to register."
"I've been staying in the orphanage all this time, and he can barely speak and call me mom, which makes me feel very sad."
When Xia Ruhua said this, her eyes were red and tears were flowing out.
She wiped the tears from her cheeks, and then stared nervously at the consulting room 3.
"Today the director of the welfare home told me that the child is sick, possibly due to congenital heart disease."
"I brought him here for treatment. Now the child is in the clinic, being examined by the doctor, and accompanied by the staff of the welfare home, but he has not come out yet."
Xia Ruhua looked at Yang Fan with a cautious look in her eyes.
"Do you understand now, husband?"
When Yang Fan saw Xia Ruhua asking himself, he nodded blankly.
"I understand, I understand."
Yang Fan raised his head, looked at Xia Ruhua, and asked with a serious expression, "So what do you mean?"
Xia Ruhua didn't look at Yang Fan's ugly face, she still stared at the consulting room 3.
"I mean, can we..."
She tentatively spoke, but she wasn't finished yet.
Yang Fan already understood what she meant and immediately shook his head and refused: "Impossible!"
"I will never allow or agree to bring a child of unknown origin into my home to raise."
"I like children very much, but I only like my own son and daughter."
"You can either send him to an orphanage or find his biological parents."
"It is impossible for me to raise a son for others!!"
When Yang Fan said the last few words, he almost roared.
It's too bullying. There is no such thing as bullying.
He didn't get angry on the spot, he was already saving face, and he was concerned that this was a hospital and a public place.
"Husband, this child is very pitiful..."
Xia Ruhua's tears flowed down her cheeks, looking extremely sad.
"I think I'm more pitiful."
Yang Fan smiled sarcastically and leaned back, feeling that the world was black.
"Do you think I will believe your rhetoric?"
"Where does this bloody plot come from? You can pick up the child at the train station when you are on a business trip? Why can't others pick it up?"
"Since you said it was picked up in another place, which place? Which public security bureau did you report the crime to?"
"Also, I was imprisoned for two and a half years, and you didn't see me for two and four months. You said you were seriously ill and hospitalized. Is that true?"
"This child is full of energy now. He is two years old, right?"
"I was in jail for two and a half years and this kid was two years old!"
"What a coincidence at this time..."
"You might as well tell me that you don't come to visit the prison because you have to take care of your children."