Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Picking his own hair with his fingers, his pupils gradually dimmed, and Li Manni was still in and out, but he didn't find it. At this moment, the man's eyes flashed with bored.

When Xia Ruoxin returned to the hospital, he seemed to hear his daughter crying far away.

She was startled and ran quickly.

The closer I got, the little voice was indeed her little rain, but why was she crying, wasn't she good before? How could I cry, and still cry so sad.

"Mom ... I want mom ..." The little children were already crying, and the nurse was constantly coaxing. Only the cry of the child seems to have no meaning to stop.

Her daughter seldom cries, and rarely does she cry so much.

She ran in, and saw the small bed on the bed, her shoulders shaking constantly, her long eyelashes hanging into two twinkling teardrops, and a small face also crying red.

Her little hand hugged the doll tightly, while the nurse's hand kept clapping her little back.

"Mom ..." She kept crying, coughing constantly, how could Ren nurse not coax?

"Slight rain, don't cry, your mother is coming soon."

And the child was still crying, leaving a few nurses almost in a mess.

"Small rain," Xia Ruoxin approached quickly and heard her voice. Xiaoyu stopped the crying, but in the eyes that were crying and swollen, a lot of tears kept falling.

"Mom ..." She called Xia Ruoxin's name with great grievance. . Reached out his two small hands.

Xia Ruoxin held her daughter in her arms. When she put her hand on her daughter's head, she discovered that her daughter's hair was almost half of what she had, and there was still a small tendency.

How could this happen, obviously ...

"Ms. Xia, Xiaoyudian knows that she lost a lot of hair, and will become bald in the future. She keeps crying. We can't coax it." The nurse said apologetically, looking at the crying poor child , Crying is really distressing.

Xia Ruoxin carefully removed his hand and placed it on his daughter's shoulder.

"Small rain, are you crying because of this?" She lowered her head and asked her daughter who held her clothes tightly.

Xiaoyu took a nose and said, "Mom, is your bald head, Xiaoyu will become ugly, and it will become ugly, and mother will stop drenching in rain?" She narrowed her in Xia Ruoxin's arms, always afraid of herself It will be forgotten and discarded. Perhaps it is because Xia Ruoxin has been too busy recently, so that he ignores the existence of Xiaoyudian, which does not have much sense of security.

She has always been a too sensitive child.

"How can it happen? Mom loves drizzle the most. Did drizzle forget? Drizzle is her mother's little angel. How could mother not want you?" Xia Ruoxin put his hand on her daughter's face and gently replaced it. She wiped away the tears on her face, how could she not want her baby, there is no light rain, is she still her?

"Really?" Even if the raindrops turned into bald heads, the mother would still have raindrops. The child asked carefully, and there was only a piece of fear that could not be hidden in the crying red eyes.