Qiao Sheng was about to leave the bathroom, and when he turned around, he found little Qiao An standing at the door.

The little one saw her mother vomiting, and she was worried, fearing that her mother would get sick.

"An'an, come here."

Hearing her mother calling her, Qiao An hurriedly walked over, raised her head, her little face wrinkled with worry, and stared at her mother without blinking.

Qiao Sheng reached out and rubbed the little guy's soft face, and she said softly, "Mom is fine, let the baby worry."

But she clearly saw her mother vomiting.

In Xiao Qiao An's memory, when she and Fu Xing were together, she once ate a lunch box she picked up. Not long after eating, she began to vomit. She always remembered how uncomfortable it was, and there seemed to be something sharp in her stomach.

It was stirring, and she felt like she was going to die from the pain.

So Qiao An was afraid, she was worried, because vomiting was really uncomfortable and uncomfortable!

She doesn't want her mother to feel uncomfortable.

Qiao An took a few steps forward, raised her little hand and gently placed it on Qiao Sheng's belly. She looked at her mother again. Qiao An pouted her mouth, her face full of worry and fear.

The corners of Qiao Sheng's lips raised slightly, and she slowly knelt down and gently hugged her baby.

It’s not that she has a bad stomach, or that she’s sick. The discomfort she felt some time ago plus today’s reaction, and her period has not come for more than a month...

Qiao Sheng suspected that she was pregnant.

However, she is not sure yet. Since she gave birth in prison, she has not even had the opportunity to have a confinement period, which has caused her body to suffer from disease. Her period has been irregular. In addition, her body has been weak these years, maybe it is just a stomachache.

question.

It would be better to check tonight.

"An'an, let's go back to the living room first. Dad should be home soon."

"Mom is fine now, don't worry."

Taking Qiao An's hand and returning to the sofa, Qiao Sheng picked up the phone and called Lu Tingyuan again.

It was still turned off. It was turned off more than an hour ago. Is he too busy to charge his phone? Qiao Sheng thought about it carefully. There are many people in the hospital and there are many things to do, so it is possible that he failed without a chance.

Maybe he was already on the way. She originally wanted to call Lu Tingyuan and ask him to help buy a pregnancy test stick.

If you are really pregnant...

Qiao Sheng was happy and scared at the same time. What she was happy about was that she had a little life in her belly. His appearance was a beautiful accident. What she was afraid of was that the medicine she had taken during this period was not good for the fetus. If she was really pregnant, it might have affected her.

Got the baby.

But until there is no result, it is useless to think about it.

The little guy stuck to her side, keeping his eyes on her belly. Qiao Sheng smiled and stroked her little head, "Mom is really fine. If An An is worried, please go to the hospital with her for a checkup tomorrow, okay?"

"

The little guy nodded desperately, like a rattle.

Qiao Sheng smiled and held Qiao An in her arms, and she put her other hand on her lower abdomen. As long as she checked tomorrow, she would know the results.

Look out the window.

Qiao Sheng called Lu Tingyuan's name in his heart.

If she is really pregnant, she hopes that Lu Tingyuan can know it as soon as possible. He missed her first pregnancy. She doesn't want him to miss it again this time.

If she was really pregnant, Qiao Sheng thought that the appearance of the child must be to save their broken family. The last time she was pregnant, she was in prison, and he, the father, was never by her side.

He is very incompetent and very bad.

So, Tingyuan, whatever you owe me, please make it up to me properly this time.

Our family will live well, and I will try my best to forget the past. I hope you can hold my hand and give our children a complete and happy home...

But this night was so long.

At three o'clock in the morning, there was lightning and thunder outside the window.

Qiao Sheng and Qiao An slept together, and the little guy beside her was already asleep. She stayed with her until one o'clock in the morning, but did not wait for Lu Tingyuan to come back.

Qiao Sheng was afraid that Qiao An would be sad, so she could only coax her. She just called her father. He was still busy and would not be back until tomorrow.

Qiao An was very similar to her, with a kind nature. The little guy believed what she said, ate a bowl of porridge, took a bath, went to bed, and slept obediently.

But Qiao Sheng couldn't sleep.

She originally thought that Lu Tingyuan could accompany her when she went to the hospital for a check-up the next day.

She never asked for much, she just wanted companionship.

The thunder suddenly became louder and there was a boom, which caught people off guard.

Qiao Sheng shuddered and glanced at An An beside him. Qiao Sheng lifted the quilt up to prevent her from catching a cold.

She got out of bed and sat alone on a soft rattan chair in front of the window. The window was opened a small crack, and she could feel the wind blowing in front of her from where she sat.

The wind carries rain and coolness, which makes people sober.

Qiao Sheng was still waiting. He had promised. She didn't believe that Lu Tingyuan would break his promise. How could he fail her again and again?

Lu Tingyuan, the wind is blowing and the rain is getting heavier and heavier. When can you get home?

At four o'clock in the morning, the rain stopped.

Jiangcheng seaside,

The salvaged wreckage is being assembled with the help of professionals. The surrounding lights form a circle, illuminating the work site brightly.

There were not many people, except for Feng Ji, there were only two professionals and a forensic doctor left.

The forensic doctor walked from the side, behind him was a pile of gray and black things with only one light, all marked with numbers, and surrounded by a cordon.

Walking to Feng Ji's side, the forensic doctor took out his mobile phone, showed the autopsy report he had received, and reported.

"Mr. Feng Ji, through investigation and DNA comparison of the body remains sent, the identity of the deceased was determined. Male, 46 years old, from Jiangcheng, truck driver. Mental illness was detected in the past three months. Preliminary estimates are that at the time of the accident,

Before, the deceased was ill, so he crashed into..."

Feng Ji, who had been silent and with a dark face, suddenly broke out. He raised his hand and knocked the phone out of the forensic doctor's hand, and cursed angrily, "What kind of bullshit result is this! You put all the blame on mental illness?"

Do you think I’m stupid? Let me re-investigate the damn thing! Let all the police stations in Jiangcheng work overtime overnight! Investigate for me! Find out who wants to harm Lu Tingyuan!"

"What bullshit mental illness! Anyone with a brain knows that this is murder! This is murder!"

"You are fooling me, right? Who do you think I am? I am Lu Tingyuan's man! Be careful! Get away from me!"

The emotions that Feng Ji had suppressed all afternoon and all night burst out like this.

Before the forensic doctor had time to react, he had already raised his hand and punched the forensic doctor in the face, pushing the forensic doctor to the ground. Feng Ji punched him again and again, venting his hatred and venting!

Two people working there hurried over and blocked Feng Ji's movements.

Feng Ji roared and cursed, and the two of them kept urging Feng Ji to calm down. Feng Ji's eyes were bloodshot, and he was heartbroken.

"calm?"

"Tell me how to calm down!"

"If it was your eldest brother or your brother who died, would you be able to calm down?"

"Stop fucking farting! Get out of here!"

"Mr. Feng! We found something!" A short-haired man wearing glasses raised his voice and fumbled for a piece of his finger from his pocket.

"Mr. Feng, it is extremely difficult to recover a body from the sea. The car was broken into countless pieces due to the explosion, and the person may have been reduced to ashes by the explosion. This was found between half of the car's seats. I apologize.

,Condolences…”

Feng Ji took away his fingers, and the person who said condolences was slapped in the mouth by Feng Ji.

He still didn't believe that Lu Tingyuan died like this!

If anyone dared to say anything about mourning or that people could not be resurrected after death, he would sew that person's mouth shut and tell them to get out!

With cold hands, Feng Ji held the index finger tremblingly.

Broken...

Broken finger.

No, it couldn't be Lu Tingyuan's. Maybe it belonged to the truck driver and accidentally fell into the car that crashed into the sea.

But when he saw a faint birthmark on the right side of the pad of his index finger, the tense string in Feng Ji's mind broke with a crash!

The truth is always the cruelest.

Feng Ji could no longer cry. It turns out that when people are in extreme pain, shedding tears is a luxury.

He bit his lip tightly, held the severed finger tightly in his palms with both hands, and placed it at the position of his heart.

It would be great if you were the one driving the car.
Chapter completed!