Daily Life of the Wealthy

"Mrs. Mu."

"Mrs. Mu, good day, are you coming to see the children again?"

"Mrs. Mu is beautiful and kind. To marry such a wife, Mr. Mu is really very happy..."

On the clean and bright aisle of the Pediatric Inpatient Department, the elegant and graceful Mrs. Mu, wearing a Chinese-style smock, walked slowly. Her face was not covered up, with a faint smile. She looked only in her twenties, with only a pair of gentle and quiet eyes. The eyes gave away a little of her real experience.Behind her was a middle-aged woman with a gentle face. She looked up at the hostess who was walking in front, full of confidence and respect.

Wherever the two of them passed, the doctors and nurses they met all stopped their work at the same time and greeted them. Mrs. Mu responded with a slight nod of her head, which was both dignified and polite.After they passed by, there was a whisper behind them, and Mrs. Mu didn't realize it, her steps were graceful and calm.

Just after passing the emergency room, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps ahead.

"Emergency patient! Excuse me, please!" The nurse opened the way ahead, and several doctors and nurses rushed to the operating room with a hospital bed.

Mrs. Mu and the middle-aged woman behind her turned sideways to avoid, and in a hurry, they saw a small child lying on the hospital bed. His thin limbs were bruised and purple, his legs were twisted unnaturally, and his thin chest rose and fell weakly.

Mrs. Mu was used to getting along with the children in the hospital. She couldn't bear to see such a tragic situation, and her eyes unconsciously shifted to the child's face. Then, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her calm and self-sufficient expression instantly collapsed: "Xiao Qi !” She went limp and almost fell to the ground.

"Ma'am!" The middle-aged woman turned pale with shock, and quickly supported her.

"What's going on? Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi!" Mrs. Mu shook off her hand and staggered towards the hospital bed.

"Mrs. Mu, what's wrong with you, Mrs. Mu?" Seeing Mrs. Mu following emotionally, one of the nurses pushing the hospital bed stopped to block her way: "This child is in danger of life and needs immediate surgery, please calm down .”

"He is my son!" Mrs. Mu grabbed her hand tightly: "What's going on? What happened to him?"

The nurse's face became a little strange: "He is your son? Are you sure?"

Mrs. Mu said angrily: "Would I still recognize my son by mistake?"

The nurse was stunned: "But, but he can't be your son! His name is Hu Yixi, he is six years old, he is a resident of Jiangcun Sanxiang, he has no father or mother, and lives with his grandmother Hu Lijiao. We all know him..."

Mrs. Mu frowned delicately, and when she heard that the other party was not her son Mu Yiqi, her rationality quickly returned: "... Please explain in detail."

The sound of the operation of medical equipment such as ECG detectors and oxygen infusers rang regularly in this single ward, reflecting a suffocating silence.Mrs. Mu sat beside the hospital bed, staring blankly at the child lying motionless on the hospital bed with a face as pale as paper.

This is a six-year-old boy, but his stature seems to be only three or four years old, and he is so weak that he seems to be crushed.He has a face that is [-]% similar to that of Mrs. Mu's son, Mu Yiqi, with only slight differences.Before, Mrs. Mu cared about him and thought he was Mu Yiqi. Now that she looks closely, as a mother, she can still tell the difference.

Mrs. Mu couldn't help thinking of the information about the little boy she had just learned from the nurse.

A six-year-old boy, whose mother conceived before marriage and whose father was unknown, gave birth to him and threw him away to his paternal grandmother, Hu Lijiao.He has never been to school for a day, and his grandmother usually beats and scolds him, and even has serious violent tendencies when he is drunk.The social worker had contacted him many times to provide help, but the little boy was unwilling to leave his only relative, and often went to the hospital to treat the injuries caused by domestic violence.This admission to the hospital was the most serious injury ever suffered, almost killing him, concussion, broken legs, broken ribs, large and small bruises all over his body, like a fragmented doll.

Mrs. Mu is full of love and patience for children, otherwise, as the wife of the Mu family, she would not often go in and out of the pediatric inpatient department as a volunteer.Facing this child named Hu Yixi at this moment, apart from sympathy and pity, Mrs. Mu also had an unexplainable emotion in her heart.

Guilt.

Because, she is not ignorant of this child.

Mrs. Mu's real name is Fang Zhen, and her husband Mu Jiurong's marriage was a commercial marriage, and there was no deep relationship between the two at the beginning.Before marriage, although Mu Jiurong was not a playboy-like man, he would occasionally play tricks on every occasion.Men have normal physiological needs, and Mu Jiurong's busy work status does not allow him to waste time and energy on the relationship between men and women, so his way of venting is all clean and neat transactions of money and services.The Fang family expressed their understanding and satisfaction with this, and Mu Jiurong severed all these relationships before the marriage to show the importance he attached to his marriage with Fang Zhen. What a wedding.

It's a pity that a hundred secrets are sparse.Hu Qin was the last woman to have a relationship with Mu Jiurong. Not only did she successfully plan for Mu Jiurong to conceive his child, but she also approached Fang Zhen three days before the engagement ceremony of Fang Mu's family.

Fang Zhen was born in a wealthy family, and has experienced countless scenes. A stingy woman like Hu Qin who thinks she is clever in soliciting discord is completely worthless in front of her.Fang Zhen asked someone to hold down Huqin without hesitation, and then handed over the matter to Mu Jiurong.

Mu Jiurong is proud and conceited. He never paid attention to such women who provide services. He didn't expect that he would be pecked by wild geese all day long. One can imagine the annoyance in his heart after being caught by such a thing.He has no feelings for Hu Qin, and even less for the piece of meat in Hu Qin's stomach.He knew very well that if such a child was left behind, it would be a hidden danger for the family formed by him and Fang Zhen.Dang Duan was constantly disturbed by it. After he took over Hu Qin from Fang Zhen, his first decision was to arrange for a doctor to abort Hu Qin, and then send Hu Qin away with a sum of money.

Hu Qin escaped from the hospital, and there has been no news since then.In other words, even if there was news, it would not reach the ears of Fang Zhen, who had become Mrs. Mu.But based on Mrs. Mu's understanding of her husband, it is absolutely impossible for Hu Qin to take advantage of Mu Jiurong again.Mu Jiurong will take revenge, and his heart is as hard as iron. Hu Qin offended him again and again. It is a very generous thing for him not to kill people, even if Hu Qin really gave birth to Mu Jiurong's child in the end.Mu Jiurong would not recognize this innocent and unlucky child, nor would the Mu family.

Mrs. Mu didn't deliberately think about this child.But her inaction may lead to the disappearance of a fresh life, or the misfortune of an innocent child. This idea is a bit beyond her tolerance, especially after her two children, Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan, were born successively.Mrs. Mu is so enthusiastic about children's good deeds, maybe she doesn't mean to accumulate virtue for her children.

Now, six years later, Mrs. Mu met Hu Yixi, who was in misfortune. Without any verification, she knew that he was the child Hu Qin conceived back then.Mrs. Mu has a sense of fate.

The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unhappy.

Looking at the face of her son Mu Yiqi who looked like her own and the scars all over his body, Mrs. Mu felt suffocated.

She reached out her hand hesitantly, and gently stroked his little face: "I... I'm sorry..."

As if responding to her, the little boy trembled slightly and slowly opened his eyes.Mrs. Mu's beautiful face was reflected in his dark pupils, and he called hoarsely——

"Mother……"