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Hot chicken soup spilled on her leg, soiling her clean and tidy bottom.

"Oh, Miss Wen, don't move. I'll take care of it."

When the nurse saw wenzhizhi's impassioned expression, she felt a little flustered. I don't know whether it's Mr. Meng or Xiaoyu's health.

But in this amiable and generous driver like his father in the mountains, wenzhizhi finally couldn't help tears.

She has always been shy of showing her emotions to outsiders.

But the driver's uncle, like a father's consolation, stabbed the softest part of wenzhizhi's heart in an instant.

"Master, I My child... " Wenzhizhi has been telling herself to be calm, calm and strong from the beginning of looking for medical insurance card!

"Don't panic, little girl. If something happens, don't be afraid, there will be no difficulties! " The taxi driver also knows that wenzhizhi's anxious and flustered appearance, and the destination is the hospital, is bound to encounter great difficulties.

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A taxi driver has never seen a big storm before.

"please hurry up, master."

After going out of the house, she got goose bumps on her hands. She urgently stopped a taxi and urged the driver to rush to the city C hospital.

The weather in this city, after a while, looks the same.

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She looked at the bandage in her hand, and the sentence "Miss Wen, don't forget to deal with your wound" was left in the empty villa by wenzhizhi.

Nanny Auntie only felt that her mistress was in a negative mood and immediately got up, just like a whirlwind blowing, banging the door and leaving.

Wenzhizhi took the two cards in the drawer and went down the stairs.

"Heart disease is not a trivial matter. It may cost a lot of money! Take your bank card with you

But now, Ziyu's congenital heart disease is a big mouth.

Therefore, wenzhizhi still made up for all the expenses of Wenziyu with her own savings. However, the cost of the family is to use Meng Qingyang's card. As for guilt, she chose to make up for it by doing more housework. After all, her money is less and less every day. Even if Ziyu is not ill, she will not last long.

Wenzhizhi has always been reluctant to use Meng Qingyang's money, because her previous intention was to make money on her own and to contribute to this "family". She can't just use and eat Meng Qingyang's money. In this way, her conscience would be even more uneasy.

He said that one is the family's household allowance, and the other is the Education Fund for Ziyu.

Wenzhizhi put her eyes into the cupboard, took a last look, and decided to close it. Eyes flow, see Meng Qingyang a long time ago, hard fortress to their own two cards.

Wenzhizhi's searching hand stopped immediately. At this time, the other documents in the bedside table had already been stained with the bloodstain of wenzhizhi.

Suddenly remembered, Zi Yu's medical insurance card, Meng Qingyang early took to the hospital!

She went to the bedside table in her bedroom to look for the card. She rummaged about, but couldn't find it. In a hurry, wenzhizhi's condition deteriorated! Take her health care card with you!

Wenzhizhi had no time to pay attention to the nanny's call. She went straight upstairs.

"Oh, Miss Wen, your wound!"

Aunt nanny heard a flurry of footsteps. When she looked back, she found that wenzhizhi, who was still sitting at the table for one second, had already run upstairs.

Wenzhizhi quickly calmed down and began to prepare the things she wanted to go to the hospital.

However, the blow of the past few days is about to break down. So, she was almost trapped in the world where she complained about herself.

Xiaomei just said, let wenzhizhi go to the hospital quickly!

As soon as the two words came out of her aunt's mouth, it was like a thunderbolt, and wenzhizhi, whose heart was divided into two parts, was immediately awakened.

"Hospital!"

As she thought, she went to the medicine box in the living room to look for the band aid.

She can't help much. She can only help her employer and reduce her pain as much as she can. Nanny

"Oh, Miss Wen, I'll get you a band aid. Then later you go to the small hospital at the gate of the community to have a look. Hey, what's wrong. Don't worry, Miss Wen The nanny didn't know what was going on, but for sure, it was because of this phone call that wenzhizhi was worried and out of her mind.

Pain makes you more conscious.

That cut in the hand, pain in the heart.

The white of porcelain, chicken soup and floor make the blood more ominous.

Red gorgeous blood, tick tick tick, bit by bit on the white bowl.

"No, no, no, Miss Wen, don't do this, you..." Before the aunt's voice fell, the distracted wenzhizhi got a sharp cut in her finger because she reached out to pick up the pieces.She saw the Milky chicken soup on the ground, the broken bowl still left a few plump medlar. Subconsciously, he bent over to help aunt pick up the pieces.

She didn't know what she was going to do next. She looked like she was cut apart. Half of them are here, watching their aunts pick up the pieces; the other half are stuck in the memories of the past 20 years. They repeatedly recall that they have done "evil things" - strangling the ants and killing the fish. Unconsciously, they seem to have done a lot of evil.

"Auntie, I'll help you."

The wenzhizhi people are back to reality, but there is still a large part of the mind complaining about themselves.

The nanny squatted on the ground, picking up the pieces and calling for wenzhizhi to come back. Her movements are soft and skillful, her hands are unprotected, but she is not afraid of the sharpness of ceramic fragments.

Wenzhizhi's thoughts were brought back to reality by the cry of the nanny.

"Miss Wen, Miss Wen!"

Wen Zhizhi didn't know whether Wen Ziyu had done too much evil in his previous life. Therefore, God gave all his bitter fruit back to his daughter.

Her daughter, her favorite son Yu, has been so cruelly punished.

When you are pregnant with Ziyu, you should be careful. Just at the beginning of that pool of water traces, that accidentally fell.

Why is this?

The only sentence in my mind was that "Ziyu's situation suddenly became serious.".

She didn't know what she was going to do.

When wenzhizhi heard Xiaomei's voice, she felt as if she had heard the same voice somewhere a long time ago. She was also so eager and so She was at a loss.

Unable to guess, she could only tell wenzhizhi not to move and instead picked up the ceramic pieces at her feet.

"My daughter I didn't think of her illness It's going to get worse... "

Wenzhizhi's voice choked, word by word, as if swallowing all the pain and heartache in this world. The most painful thing for a conscientious mother is to watch her children suffer, but she can't do anything to alleviate the suffering of her offspring.