Little Momoâs face was facing Wen Linhan. His dark, grape-like eyes carefully sized up the gentle-looking uncle standing next to Feng Ling. He blinked and timidly buried his face in Feng Lingâs arms, holding Feng Ling tightly with his white, short arms.
From the moment the child turned around and buried his face again, Wen Linhanâs gentle expression changed from hesitation to clarity. He abruptly raised his eyes and looked at Feng Ling who was also holding the child tightly.
âDoctor Wen, Iâm very sorry. This child is still having a fever. Iâll send him back to the ward to rest. If thereâs a chance to see him again, weâll contact you.â After speaking, Feng Ling carried the child and turned to leave.
Wen Linhan didnât chase after her. He just stood there and looked at Feng Lingâs back, then at the arms and legs of the child in her arms. His clear eyes gradually darkened.
âYu Zheng.â Feng Ling quickly walked up to Yu Zheng. In order to calm Wen Linhanâs doubts, she could not leave immediately. She could only send the child into Yu Zhengâs arms. âSend Momo back to the ward. I want to speak to that man.â
âAll right, Miss Feng.â Yu Zheng raised his hand to receive the child, but Feng Ling covered Little Momoâs face with her hand, but she couldnât be too deliberate.
After Yu Zheng left with the child, Feng Ling pondered for a moment and turned around. Wen Linhan was indeed standing in the same place, looking at Yu Zheng who was carrying the child away.
Feng Ling walked back. âDoctor Wen, if itâs convenient, letâs sit outside.â
Wen Linhan lowered his eyes to look at her. There was clearly something in his eyes, but he never put his emotions on the surface. Hearing Feng Lingâs words, his gaze fell on her face. âThe child looks very familiar.â
Feng Ling did not avoid his question, nor did she answer him directly. She only pointed at the door of the hospital.
Without another word, Wen Linhan turned around and walked out.
After arriving outside the hospital, Feng Ling felt the cold wind blowing against her. She had a feeling that the whole incident had cleared up.
âWhatâs wrong with the child?â Wen Linhan did not waste any time. He stood by her side expressionlessly and looked straight into her eyes, not giving her any chance to lie.
Feng Ling was silent for a moment before asking, âWhat did you see?â
âDo I still need to look at it? A face speaks for itself.â Wen Linhanâs eyes were cold. âIâm afraid there isnât a second one in this world that looks so much like me and her face, especially when I grew up with her. I know very well what she looked like when she was young and how I looked when I was young.â
âTo be honest, Iâm not too sure what exactly happened, but now that the child is entrusted to me, I canât help you solve your doubts, nor can I hand the child to you. I canât contact Wen Leqing either. You should know my character. The mission I received was to die in battle. Itâs the same for this child. Since she asked me to protect him and not let anyone take him away, even if you put the knife on my neck, I canât hand him to you.â
Wen Linhan stared at her. âI know youâre not a liar.â
Feng Ling smiled lightly. âYes, itâs difficult for me to hide anything, but I really donât know anything.â
âWhat do you know?â
Feng Ling turned to look at him. âI met this child by chance some time ago. At that time, Xiao Qing didnât show up in front of me and left the child with me in a hurry. Before she left, she sent me a message asking me to take care of the child. She is my benefactor and I will do my best to take good care of this child. As for the rest, Iâm not sure what exactly happened to her and why she hid away and left the child with me.â
Wen Linâs cold and handsome brows slowly furrowed. âSheâs very flustered and needs to hide?â
âI can tell from her messages that this is probably the case, but I canât be completely sure,â Feng Ling said and looked at Wen Linhan. From his expression, it seemed that he didnât know what happened to Wen Leqing in the past two years.
âHow long has it been since you last contacted her? Donât you know what happened to her?â Feng Ling asked.
Wen Linhan had one hand in his trouser pocket. The once gentle and tall doctor was now sneering at himself. âIf I had known, I wouldnât have come this far.â
Feng Ling was even more surprised.
So what exactly happened between them?
In the past, Wen Leqing was the one who chased after Wen Linhan, wasnât she? She had chased him for so many years. Even if she didnât care about ethics, even if Wen Linhan kept avoiding her passion, Wen Leqingâs heart was always on him.
What was going on?
Feng Ling had always been slow when it came to matters of the heart. At this moment, she didnât understand, nor did she dare to make wild guesses. She just looked at Wen Linhan.
âShe...?â
âSheâs married.â Wen Linhan looked at the car driving past in the distance in the early morning. âTwo and a half years ago, she cut off all ties with me and left in a carefree and unrestrained manner. She kept saying that she would live a new life from now on and that she wanted to completely get rid of all the emotional trauma I brought her.â
âTwo and a half years...â Feng Ling paused.
At that time, Wen Leqing should have been pregnant for several months.
She did not say it out loud, but Wen Linhan must be very clear about the situation at that time.
Wen Leqing was pregnant with his child and kept saying that she wanted to get rid of him.
âDid something happen to the Wen family or her?â Feng Ling asked carefully.
Wen Linhan didnât answer but just stood there silently. She didnât know what he was thinking. She looked at this man who was full of coldness and then thought of how Wen Leqing had no choice but to temporarily give her the baby. If there was someone Wen Leqing could rely on in the Wen family, why would he give the baby to her?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
It could be seen that something must have happened to the Wen family.
But it seemed like Wen Linhan didnât want to say this.
He was not good at telling others about himself, and so was Feng Ling. The two of them remained silent in front of the hospital for a long time.
When the sun rose in the east, the coldness of the early morning faded slightly. The phone in Feng Lingâs pocket vibrated. She took it out and saw that it was a text message from Yu Zheng. He said that Little Momoâs forehead was covered in sweat. He had just called a doctor over to take a look and his fever had already subsided.
Feng Ling breathed a sigh of relief and put her phone back into her pocket. Wen Linhan, who did not see the contents of her phone, asked, âIs the childâs fever gone?â