she fell from the galaxy

[President Mo, the child is awake. 】

The message was sent by Yan Qing.

Mo Sihan glanced at the closed door, and left without looking back.

Right now, he can't take care of too much, the child's matter is the top priority.

Whether Xiaoqingtuan is his own is not important, what is important is that his love for children will not disappear out of thin air.

This kind of love has long been engraved into his blood, how can a paternity test be changed?
In the isolation ward, Xiao Qingtuan couldn't see Mo Sihan crying after waking up, and the nurse failed to coax her well after coaxing her for a long time.

"Ding!" The elevator door opened.

Yan Qing respectfully called out: "President Mo."

Mo Sihan ordered: "Yan Qing, you go downstairs and guard the young mistress, I will watch over here."

"Okay, President Mo."

You can see what's inside through the transparent glass.

Mo Sihan tapped on the glass lightly with his hand, showing his signature daddy smile.

When Xiao Qingtuan saw Mo Sihan, he pitifully stretched out his hands to ask his father to hug him.

This shows how much the child depends on him.

These years, Mo Sihan has played the role of father very well, I have to say that he has done a good job.

Obviously there is only a distance of a piece of glass, but Mo Sihan feels that this is probably the furthest distance in the world, he can't see it, it makes him feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Qingtuan stared at Mo Sihan with tears in his eyes and kept calling for his father, crying out of breath.

Mo Sihan clenched his back teeth, the sadness in his heart was hard to calm down.

He really couldn't bear to see the child crying like this, so he could only turn around cruelly not to look at her.

If he didn't, he might lose control of his emotions, go crazy, and rush in desperately to get the baby.

A man's composure is sometimes superficial, and it can be broken with a poke.

It's hard to imagine that a man as cold as Mo Sihan would show his emotions one day.

At this moment, his lips were too pale, and he stood there decadently and stiffly.

In a blink of an eye, it's time for the child to take injections and medicines, which is usually the worst time.

Not long ago, because Mo Sihan was not used to this kind of scene, he would slap the glass like crazy.

Now he has adapted, from the inside to the outside, there is a mature and introverted personality that has been exhausted.

Because he knows that only if he behaves calmly, the child will not be afraid.

What does such a small child know?

Mo Sihan gave Xiao Qingtuan two thumbs up, encouraging her to be brave and work hard.

At this moment, how much he wanted to become a superman father and save his precious daughter.

During the recent period, Mo Sihan's spirit has been in a tense state all the time.

He couldn't rest at ease, couldn't eat well, and his whole body was broken.

He spent most of his time outside the isolation ward with Xiao Qingtuan, and when he was really tired, he would sit on a stool and take a nap.

But even if it was a nap, Mo Sihan would be awakened by the nightmare. He always went to see the child immediately after waking up, and his heart would not calm down until he was sure that the child was well.

Under the light, the high-spirited man is now in shape, and his hair is a little long because he hasn't taken care of it.

He has always been dignified and proud, why has he ever been like this.
Mo Sihan like this really makes people feel distressed.

*
Downstairs ward.

Yan Qing has been squatting at the door of Zhu Wuyou's ward according to Mo Sihan's wishes.

The news brought by Dr. Bai in the morning was quite powerful. Yan Qing originally thought that she would hear the heart-piercing cry of a woman, but in fact she didn't.

It was so quiet in the ward, it was so quiet that it made people feel creepy.

Yan Qing suddenly had a bad thought: Could it be...

Just as he was about to force his way in, the doorknob turned.

"Squeak!"

The people inside opened the door and came out.

Yan Qing originally thought that he would see Zhu Wuyou whose eyes were crying like walnuts, but what he didn't expect was that Zhu Wuyou changed his decadent appearance and specially put on makeup on his face, as delicate and beautiful as ever.

A woman is sometimes a strange creature. When you think she is weak, she is like a willow, full of resilience.

Zhu Wuyou glanced at Yan Qing indifferently, and hurried past him.
"Young Mistress, where are you going?" Yan Qing followed quickly.

No need to think about it, she knew that she was going upstairs to see Xiaoqingtuan.

The elevator went to the isolation ward.

In the distance, Zhu Wuyou raised his head and inadvertently saw Mo Sihan making faces at the child through the glass.

The picture that used to feel warm, but now I don't feel it.

The sliver of trust she had in him had collapsed now.

Zhu Wuyou took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

She had only recently learned the shocking news, but she had no time to grieve until her child was cured.

No matter what, Xiao Qingtuan is the daughter she believes in in her heart, and this will never change.

The moment Zhu Wuyou's gentle smiling face appeared in the child's sight, Xiao Qingtuan was stunned.

Only a second later, the child began to cry aggrievedly.

I haven't seen my mother for a few days, the child misses her.

The child's world is very simple, laugh when you are happy, and cry when you are sad.

Not as complicated as adults.

Seeing the child crying, Zhu Wuyou's heart felt dense pain. She held back the pain, tried to smile, and made various heart gestures to the child to coax the child.

After a while, the obedient little youth group stopped crying.

The nurse breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of her heart: mother is mother, and in the eyes of the child, no one can replace her.

During the two hours, Zhu Wuyou was never idle, even though he was just standing or gesticulating.

Later, the child finally fell asleep.

Zhu Wuyou sat blankly on the bench in the corridor, and closed his eyes tiredly for a while.

She thought about eating well from today, resting well and recharging her spirits, and making an appointment with Mo Sihan to take three turns taking care of the children.

Although the child's disease is intractable, it is too early to give up. When a suitable bone marrow donor is found for surgery, the child may be saved.

Until then, she will be a strong, responsible and loving mother.

*
In the long corridor, it was unbelievably quiet.

Mo Sihan walked to Zhu Wuyou's side, bent down and looked at Zhu Wuyou with deep eyes.

Although her face was made up, it still looked very pale.

Mo Sihan's eyes were fixed on Zhu Wuyou, and there was endless sadness in his voice: "Zhu Wuyou, let's talk about the child?"

"Don't talk to me." Zhu Wuyou leaned his head on the chair, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak, "I don't want to talk about this."

Mo Sihan couldn't help feeling distressed, and hugged Zhu Wuyou tightly into his hot chest.

Zhu Wuyou did not resist, and opened his eyes indifferently to look at him, as if looking at a stranger.

"I will definitely investigate the matter of the child, I assure you." Mo Sihan promised her.

Zhu Wuyou mechanically shook his head: "..."

What guarantee does he have?
Mo Sihan's words would only make her laugh.

He lied to her a long time ago that her child is still alive in this world.

But a lie is still a lie after all, no matter how many lies you tell, it won't be enough.

Zhu Wuyou recalled the day she gave birth to the child, she knelt on the ground crying and begged him to let her take a look at the child, but Mo Sihan cruelly refused.

Later, Mo Sihan tried every means to lie to her that her child was not dead.

"Mo Sihan, in fact, I know that my child died on the day of birth because the umbilical cord was wrapped around the neck. The child in the hospital at that time was just a child you picked up randomly. In fact, you don't need to go to great lengths to lie to me. " Zhu Wuyou said painfully, his tone full of sadness.

"Who told you that our child died at birth?" Mo Sihan asked her back.

"Who else could it be?"

Mo Sihan suddenly thought of someone, and subconsciously said, "Su Lan?"

"..."

I wish you worry-free silence.

Mo Sihan's eyes flashed an unprecedented coldness.

On the day Zhu Wuyou gave birth to the child, the child was indeed sent to the hospital because the umbilical cord was wrapped around the neck.

Mo Sihan was originally guarding the child in the hospital, but he had to rush home when he received a call from Dr. Ai saying that the mother had signs of bleeding.

It is very likely that during this period, something unexpected happened to him...

In short, when it comes to the child, no matter who it is, he will never let it go.

"Actually, I don't blame you for this child." Zhu Wuyou's heart was filled with dense pain, and his voice choked up, "Everything has a cause and an effect, and I always wanted to kill that child because of this. Cruel thoughts will lead to such evil results."

What ridiculous remarks?
"Zhu Wuyou, do you have to do this?" Mo Sihan lost control of his emotions, "So, you believe that the child you gave birth to is dead, and I have been lying to you with Xiaoqingtuan?"

"Can you stop talking about this topic?"

Her voice made him feel deep in the freezing cold place, and he couldn't feel a trace of warmth, and the pain in his heart deepened little by little.

Mo Sihan held Zhu Wuyou on the back of the chair in a very firm posture. He lowered his head and the shadow covered the outline of his entire face. He exuded low air pressure from his whole body, making passers-by stay away.

"Zhu Wuyou, the fact that Xiaoqingtuan is not our biological daughter, I will never be less shocked than you." Mo Sihan's chest heaved violently, and the anger in his body seemed to be churning, "I said, this matter I'll find out, why don't you believe me?"

Zhu Wuyou's tone was bored, and he said hysterically: "Can we not talk about this? Is this important now? The only thing I care about now is whether Xiaoqingtuan's illness can be cured?"

Zhu Wuyou's face was pale, looking at him as if looking at a stranger.

Mo Sihan looked at her in astonishment, and suddenly lowered his head and pressed her lips fiercely, not kissing, but deeply plundering.

The lights in the corridor were very bright, and all of Zhu Wuyou's protests turned into buzzing.

After a long time, Mo Sihan let her go.

Zhu Wuyou sneered at him mockingly: "Mo Sihan, is this the way you express your anger? Is this the only thing you are good at? What can you prove by doing this?"

Mo Sihan stood up with a painful expression, and left the corridor angrily.

Finally, he and she fought back to before liberation overnight.