I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

It is early morning.

There are few vehicles on the road, and the driver speeds up to get to the hospital as soon as possible.

An Xiang was lying in the back seat and couldn't move, her back hurts, her feet hurt more, sweat soaked her clothes, it was like sprinkling salt on the wound, and the irritation made the wound more painful.

She couldn't tell whether it was pain in her body or in her heart. She bit her lower lip lightly, pinned her head to the other side, and whispered with her back to Pei Yizhou.

Pei Yizhou opened the isolation board, carefully supported An Xiang, leaned to her ear, and slightly pressed the bass line: "I want to look at the wound, you don't move."

An wanted to groan twice, tears hung from her trembling eyelashes, her face was bloodless, her lips were pale, and she was embarrassed and miserable.

Pei Yizhou's jaw line was tight, and he gently rolled up the hem of his clothes. When he saw the scar on his waist, his eyes dimmed instantly.

"Very...very serious?" Her voice was dumb, her tone trembling.

Pei Yizhou did not speak.

The hideous wound spread from the armpit to the waist, the skin and flesh were split, the blood stuck to the cloth, and a piece of waist was swollen. I don't know whether it was a sprain or a collision.

She was uncomfortable, her breathing became tighter than ever.

"Drive faster." Pei Yizhou ordered to the driver, and there was no other way but to gently stroke An Xiang's hair for comfort.

At this time, the call came from someone he had sent out earlier. Because of the time rush, Pei Yizhou has forgotten to inform them that they have found Anxiang. He briefly explained the situation to several people, hung up the phone and looked at her again.

"It's not like a wound caused by a fall. Tell me, is it bullied?"

Ann wanted to close her eyes and shed tears. Thinking back to the trouble she encountered not long ago, she still has lingering fears.

"Yes, it's a mixed race who ran out not long ago. He was diagnosed with mental illness..." An Xiang said with a gasp, "I saw him holding Momo's toy, so I thought, I thought..."

She was frightened and panicked, but what she got in the end was just "You are not my mother".

An Xiang clenched his fists and sobbed silently. The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Pei Yizhou lightly moved her on his back and walked inside.

This is a private hospital belonging to Pei's family. Pei Yizhou asked the hospital to open a VIP channel and called An Yanze during her treatment.

"it's me."

Music roared at the end of the microphone, and women's laughter was mixed in the noisy background sound.

He frowned, his voice slightly cold: "Change the place."

An Yanze repeatedly said okay, and stopped when he walked to the corner, "Ask something to think about?"

"Don't call it so intimate." Pei Yizhou was unhappy, and his expression became more and more low.

"I'm sorry." An Yanze smiled, "To tell you, her name is exactly the same as my vegetative sister, and she looks alike, so I can't help it."

Pei Yizhou was even more impatient, "I don't want to hear about your sister."

An Yanze was also acquainted, and told Pei Yizhou the whole story without concealing it, and then said: "The old street is so dangerous. It is good luck that she only encountered a mixed race who ran out. The child seemed to be injured. , You take it to the hospital as soon as possible."

Pei Yizhou hung up the phone and walked towards the doctor who came out.

"how is she?"

The doctor said: "The wound on the back is a skin trauma, and it can be cured by applying the medicine for a week."

Pei Yizhou disagrees: "But it looks serious."

The doctor smiled: "The little girl's skin is delicate and of course it looks serious. It is the sprains of the waist and ankles that need attention. In the next few weeks, do not exercise vigorously and spray every day. Don't eat the spicy ones."

Pei Yizhou secretly took a note and looked at the ward for a few times.

"President Pei don't have to worry, it's not a big problem if there is no bone injury. If you want to leave the hospital and wait for the infusion, you can be discharged."

"Let's stay for one night."

It is early in the morning, considering An Xiang's physical condition, it is really not suitable to continue the bumps.

The doctor nodded and asked the nurse to go through the procedures.

Pei Yizhou pulled off his tie, gently opened the door of the ward and walked in.

An Xiang lay on his side on the bed, and the light made that pale little face even weaker.

Perhaps because of the medication, her complexion has improved and she doesn't look as bad as it was at the beginning.

"Have you not eaten yet?"

Ann nodded in thought.

Pei Yizhou asked softly: "What do you want to eat, I'll buy it for you."

"No." An Xiang lazily raised his eyelids, "The children are still at home, you should go home soon."

She can take good care of herself as an adult, but the three children are stubborn, and she may make trouble again while they are away.

As the two of them were talking, the door of the room was roughly pushed open, and Pei Chen appeared at the door out of breath.

"Grandpa--!"

He yelled, so shocked that his eardrums hurt.

Pei Yizhou looked bad, "Why don't you take care of your children at home, what are you doing here?"

"I..." Pei Chen didn't finish speaking, and suddenly noticed that there was no mental energy in the hospital bed. He swallowed his saliva, the anger on his face gradually turned into distressed.

"Sister An and An Xiang, are you so serious that you are hospitalized?"

For Pei Chen, being hospitalized was a big deal.

All kinds of bad premonitions emerged spontaneously, and he rushed over and grabbed An Xiang's hand and cordially expressed his condolences: "Is it okay? How come the foot is wrapped like that? It won't break, right!"

Ann thought: "..."

"Say something good." Pei Yizhou couldn't bear it. He picked up the magazine on the table and slapped him on the head. The next second he grabbed Pei Chen by the collar and pulled him out of the ward.

"You, don't slap me!"

"Speak as you speak, don't move!"

Pei Chen struggled constantly, and when he reached the end of the corridor, he was immediately thrown by Pei Yizhou in the corner.

The man's face was expressionless, his eyes were dark and deep, which was frightening for no reason, and the impatience lingering in Pei Chen's eyes gradually disappeared with his expression.

Pei Chen shrank his neck and said boldly: "You... don't stare at me, I tell you I'm not afraid of you."

"An Xiang is sick, what are you yelling like."

"I'm just not convinced!"

"Why are you not convinced?"

Pei Chen stretched his neck and yelled, "You, you steal my woman!"

Pei Yizhou froze for a moment, then smiled contemptuously, with one arm on the wall, condescendingly looking down at Pei Chen's young and frivolous face, saying every word: "One, you are not your woman; two, I didn't grab; three, don't care. Is it Anxiang or other women, they are not objects, you should be respected. Four: You are not allowed to say such things in front of me in the future, or you will pull your tongue out."

He was not joking, but his harsh tone made Pei Chen feel wronged and angry.

"You know I like Sister An Xiang, and you made me such a big son, I... I just don't convince."

Pei Yizhou looked at him, "According to your logic, can I also say that An Xiang and I have such a big son, and you dare to like her?"

"I……"

"You're an unfilial son." Pei Yizhou slapped him on the back of his head, "A little kid talked to me about his likes or dislikes. Is the homework done?"

Pei Chen didn't start, and said angrily: "It's done, it's done early."

Pei Yizhou stared at Pei Chen's face, his eyes narrowed and found that things were not simple: "Pei Chen."

The two words faintly made Pei Chen's body tremble.

Whenever the grandfather calls him by name, there is no good thing.

"Did you finish the homework, or did you find someone else to write it?"

"Dang, of course I wrote it myself!" Pei Chen could not have thought that Pei Yizhou was so keen, and the cold sweat was flowing down. He did not dare to look directly at Pei Yizhou's eyes, shifted his gaze and supported his courage to finish the sentence.

Pei Yizhou stared at him deeply, without breaking through, and then asked: "You gave the card from An Zimo, right?"

"Hey?"

"Don't pretend to me." Pei Yizhou's eyes were sharp. "When I found him, the kid was having dinner with a few junior high school students. He told me that it was the guests of those older brothers. But guess what?"

Pei Chen's lips trembled, "What, what?"

"He came back and went to the toilet with his schoolbag on his back. I found this in the toilet tank." Pei Yizhou took out a bank card from his pocket. It was the one that Pei Chen gave An Zimo earlier.

Pei Chen's face was pale and he couldn't dispute it.

That little bastard... how can even the lid of the water tank be opened! !

Pei Yizhou collected the card and said four words lightly: "You are an accomplice."

"I'm not, I don't." Pei Chen covered her mouth, teary eyes, "You, you, you, don't tell Sister An Xiang, if you say that Sister An Xiang will never let me go to play with her again. An Zimo will never do homework for me again."

Pei Yizhou looked terrified.

Pei Chen's expression changed.

Fuck!

I missed it!

"I don't care about you now." Pei Yizhou put the card back into his trouser pocket again, "It's late, you go back to rest first, and go to school tomorrow, don't you hear the trouble?"

"I heard, I heard." Pei Chen nodded as if smashing garlic, and rushed out of the hospital as if he was fleeing for his life. He never remembered the purpose of coming here at the beginning.

Feeling upset inexplicably, Pei Yizhou pulled his collar severely, turned and went downstairs to the restaurant around the hospital to buy a supper.

When he came back, An Xiang would have fallen asleep long ago, still crying in his sleep, raising his hand from time to time to scratch his back, it is probably the wound caused by the drug.

Pei Yizhou put down the lunch box, bent over and grabbed the hand to stop her movement.

An Xiang didn't know it, frowned and rolled over. With such a flip, she directly pressed the wound, her eyes widened in pain, and when she saw Pei Yizhou's face close at hand, she was directly frightened.

Pei Yizhou: "..." The little girl has a frightened physique.

"The dressing will be changed in a while, I'll bring you food, get up and eat some."

An wanted to breathe a sigh of relief and shook his head, "If you don't eat, I'm not hungry."

Pei Yizhou opened the lid, picked up a hot little steamed bun and brought it to her mouth, half coaxing and half enticing, "Be good, just eat a little."

The buns are round and white, and they are still steaming.

An Xiang had never been fed by anyone before, and a strange throb arose deep in his heart.

She blinked and took a bite with Pei Yizhou's hand.

Steamed buns have thin skin and a lot of stuffing, which makes the stomach warm.

Pei Yizhou gently wiped the corners of her mouth, and took another spoonful of soup to her mouth.

He feeds one bite at a time, and Ann wants to eat one bite at a time.

As I ate, tears fell into the meal.

She cried suddenly, and Pei Yizhou panicked immediately, put down things in a hurry, took out a tissue and wiped her eyes, "Does it still hurt? I'll go to the nurse to change your medicine, don't cry."

Ann wanted to shook her head, raised the back of her hand, and wiped her tears away.

"It's not painful, I...I don't hurt."

"Why is that uncomfortable?"

Ann wanted to look at him.

Perhaps the moonlight was too gentle, and she saw a touch of flickering in those cold eyes.

"Before, no one has taken care of me like you." An Xiang's voice was soft, revealing a deep sadness and loneliness.

She lives alone, lonely for the four seasons.