Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

Li Chaoxi didn't care so much and held Zhu Mei'e's collar with one hand.

"Are you going to tell me? Do you want to die?"

"Comrade, is there any misunderstanding? It's not good for you to treat a comrade who has given birth to a child."

Someone on the side began to exhort.

Li Chaoxi raised his fist.

I saw Song Yan, Qiao Xiaman and a group of people rushing out.

Song Yan's face was filled with murderous intent.

"Where's Dabao?"

The woman was so frightened by Song Yan's evil aura that her legs trembled.

The little nurse following behind looked at Zhu Mei'e and suddenly thought of something.

Trembling, "I, I saw her carrying the child out just now."

Zhu Mei'e's face turned pale, "I'm holding my own child."

The little nurse didn't know if it was true, but now only Zhu Mei'e was the most suspicious.

Li Chaoxi glanced at Zhu Mei'e.

He walked straight to his man's side and stepped directly on his neck with his right foot.

"Are you going to tell me?" As she exerted her strength, the man's entire face turned the color of pig's liver.

"You, you are killing someone."

"Kill someone?" Li Chaoxi's eyes were as dark as a black curtain covering the sky.

"I can kill more people with my hands than you can kill chickens."

Zhu Mei'e's legs shook, and inexplicable yellow liquid flowed out.

"I, I, I said..."

"I-I threw it in the morgue."

When everyone heard this, they took a breath.

At this time, the people in the hospital instantly controlled them, and Li Chaoxi and Song Yan rushed out.

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This side is groggy.

"Wow wow wow -" bursts of shrill cries.

She felt the baby cry.

In a daze, she seemed to see someone in the ward taking away her child.

"Do not....."

Li Qingran murmured softly.

"Ancestor, help me."

The birthmark on Li Qingran's chest became brighter and brighter after falling under the ladder.

Two jade pendants slowly appeared in the air.

The light is like the blazing sun.

Li Qingran felt that his soul was getting hotter and hotter.

"Little miss, little miss. Wake up quickly, Dabao is lost, Dabao is lost."

Li Qingran, who was unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes.

Her voice was hoarse, "Ju...sister..."

Sister Ju, who was crying bitterly, was stunned and looked at Li Qingran who really opened her eyes.

The next second, I burst into tears.

"Little miss, Dabao is lost, lost."

Dabao, Dabao.

Li Qingran sat up suddenly.

She vaguely felt someone taking her child away.

A very cold place.

For a moment, Li Qingran thought of a place.

She sat up directly.

Put on your shoes and run outside.

Morgue, mortuary.

Dabao, Dabao.

"Little Miss."

Sister Ju looked at Li Qingran's back and did not dare to catch up. The second and third treasures were still there.

The busy nurse looked at Li Qingran who rushed out of the ward.

shocked.

Is this female patient awake?

Before she could react, only her back was left.

Li Qingran ran to the morgue in one breath.

Quiet, only quiet.

Dabao, where are you?

She looked at every position in the morgue step by step.

No fear at all.

I don’t know if mother and daughter are connected.

She heard a faint sound.

Because of the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, her five senses have always been more sensitive than ordinary people.

She closed her eyes.

Where are you, Dabao, be good, tell mommy where you are?

"Ugh-"

There!

Li Qingran's eyes lit up.

Went directly to the third position.

Pull away quickly.

Looking at the baby being placed with the body.

Li Qingran's tears fell instantly.

With trembling hands, he took the child out.

He felt Dabao's pulse with trembling fingers.

so far so good.

It's just that the temperature here is too low.

Li Qingran looked at her slightly purple body.

Open your clothes directly and put Dabao and yourself close to your flesh.

Drop some spiritual spring water into Dabao's mouth.

Looking at the child whose face turned warm.

Li Qingran's tears fell down.

When she took her pulse just now, she felt slight symptoms of poisoning in Dabao's body.

Thinking of the people who took away her child and poisoned her child.

She wanted to tear off her skin and eat her flesh.

I saw that Dabao seemed hungry.

The little head began to drill into her body.

Li Qingran instinctively wanted to breastfeed her.

Dabao grabbed it in his mouth.

Start sucking wildly.

The initial sting made Li Qingran frown in discomfort.

Gradually it relaxed.

Look at her face.

Li Qingran had never felt so soft.

She enjoyed the quiet time.

"Ran Ran~"

When Song Yan and Li Zhaoxi arrived, they saw a familiar figure sitting on the ground in the morgue room, with his back to them.

Humming a lullaby.

For a moment, Song Yan seemed to be in a dream.

"Ranran, is it really you?"

Li Qingran was angry that Song Yan didn't take good care of the child, her voice was somewhat reproachful.

"Song Yan, I found Dabao."

Song Yan burst into tears.

With a plop, he knelt down behind Li Qingran and flexed his fingers again and again.

Afraid that this is all a dream.

When he touched that familiar temperature.

Covering his face with his hands, he sobbed and cried.

Li Qingran turned around, and Li Chaoxi stepped forward and covered her front with clothes.

Eyes are red.

"younger sister."

Li Qingran smiled at her.

He turned to look at Song Yan, who was lying on the ground crying.

She reached out her hand and slowly touched his head.

Thinking of Song Yan who died for love.

The voice was soothing.

"Ayan, I'm back."

Touched his thin cheek.

After a while, he said, "I'm back."

"Ayan, don't cry."

The group of people who followed behind saw this scene.

Qiao Xiaman squeezed out of the crowd and looked at Li Qingran.

Also a stagger.

"My Ranran, you finally woke up."

"Auntie."

"Okay, let's go back first. It's cold here. Ran Ran, you are still in confinement."

"Yep."

Song Yan stood up immediately and directly picked up Li Qingran who was holding the child.

Stride towards the outside.

Sister Ju watched Li Qingran come back, holding the sleeping Dabao in her arms.

"Wow" cried out.

"Little miss, I'm sorry, it's Sister Ju's fault."

How could Li Qingran blame her?

Song Yan lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "It's my fault."

If he hadn't gone away, nothing would have happened to the child.

Li Qingran's expression turned ugly, "Ayan, Dabao is a little bit poisoned."

"What? Poisoned?"

Everyone was stunned.

How could Dabao be poisoned?

Thinking of the woman just now.

Song Yan looked at Dabao in her arms.

"I'll handle it."

"Ayan, don't be impulsive."

She saw Song Yan strangling Tang Bilian with his own hands, so she felt somewhat shadowy.

"I have a way to make her life worse than death."

"The man is under control and the police arrested him. I'll ask your uncle to come over and take a look later. It's not an exaggeration to dismember such a person."

Qiao Xiaman's heart ached when she thought of leaving her precious treasure in that place.

"Little miss, I'll wrap it up for Dabao."

Li Qingran handed the Dabao over.

Suddenly, he shouted.

"Sister Ju, wait a moment."

She saw the butterfly-like birthmark on Dabao's waist.