Chapter 30 Child Swap? Shu Ying Discovers It on the Spot

Zhong Yun'er frowned tightly. Although she said it didn't hurt, every step she took felt like walking on a knife's edge.

Her body was already weak after giving birth, and she suffered a double blow, both physically and mentally. If it weren't for certain beliefs supporting her, she would have collapsed long ago.

Wei Juan sighed helplessly and glanced at the baby in Zhong Hongliang's arms, whose eyes were still closed.

Several people walked towards this direction. Shu Ying glanced around and hid behind the pillar next to the window.

This is a blind spot in the entire corridor; unless you look specifically, it's hard to notice that someone is here.

"Yun'er, although your child does have some problems, it is still your child, the one you carried for ten months. It is a piece of your own flesh and blood. It is better than Li Qingqing's child. Why did you take her child?"

Not long after Zhong Yun'er arrived at the ward, she started clamoring to come to the neonatal ward.

Wei Juan patiently coaxed her for a while, but she was thinking of switching her child with Li Qingqing's child.

Wei Juan was startled by her idea, but Zhong Yun'er threatened to kill herself, and she really couldn't resist.

With so many people coming and going, could you please keep your voice down?

Zhong Hongliang carefully held the baby. The newborn's body was very soft, and he, a big and burly man, didn't dare to exert much force, making his movements look quite comical.

He walked beside Wei Juan, giving her some impatient instructions.

Although Wei Juan looked somewhat reluctant, she lowered her voice after all.

“People say that adopted children are never truly loved. Li Qingqing’s child was born prematurely. If he doesn’t grow up with his biological mother, it’s uncertain whether he will survive. When he grows up and learns the whole story, won’t you have gained nothing? I also feel sorry for Yun’er. Even if the child is not healthy, he is still our grandson. Now, she’s abandoning her own flesh and blood for such a bastard. What kind of mother is she?”