Chapter 19 Investigating Whose Child Chen Yulian Is in?

Qiao Qiao's world has collapsed!

She was held in Qiao Changdong's arms, holding a small round mirror that he had temporarily borrowed from a nurse.

Looking at herself in the mirror, with a bald patch on the right side of her forehead, her world truly collapsed!

With a "pop," a small, dark blue bubble appeared on Qiao Qiao's forehead.

The little figure inside sat pitifully on the ground, two wide tears streaming down its face, gradually forming a small river in front of it...

"Pfft!" Qiao Changdong couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw it.

Hearing the noise, Qiao Qiao and the little person inside the bubble looked over together.

The former was confused and began to question the meaning of life.

The latter glared angrily, her small fists clenched tightly.

Qiao Changdong suppressed the urge to burst out laughing and quickly tried to salvage the situation: "Oh... it's okay, this hair grows very fast."

"Besides, our darling looks like a fairy, even without hair she's still the most beautiful baby."

Qiao Qiao's eyes were brimming with tears.

What a treasure.

Is it a bald baby?

Isn't that still a bald head?

How can a fairy go bald?!

Qiao Qiao became withdrawn. The little bubble popped and disappeared. She put down the mirror and lay back on the bed, turning her back to Qiao Changdong.

Qiao Changdong sighed and first glanced at the mother and son in the same ward. Seeing that they had no reaction, it seemed that they, like the Chen mother and daughter, could not see the abnormality on his daughter's head.

He then turned around and hugged his precious daughter, blanket and all, into his arms, kissing and coaxing her: "Don't be sad, sweetie. If you don't like how it looks, how about Daddy goes out and gets a haircut too?"

"My daughter and I will share both good times and bad, and even go bald together?"

"..." Qiao Qiao was amused.

She reached out and hugged Qiao Changdong's neck, nuzzling her head affectionately against his neck and shoulder.

He whispered something, and then his gaze met that of Fu Yu over there.

Qiao Qiao remembered what the Source Tree had said: she should befriend the chosen one of this world and become good friends with him. Only when he recognized her could her consciousness in this world be strengthened.

She winked at the other person and gave them a sweet, adorable smile.

With her sweet and soft smile and pretty, delicate face, she looks as beautiful as a little angel.

Although this little angel is bald, it must be said that his smile is still very infectious.

Fu Yu was stunned for a moment when he received that bright smile, then quickly looked away.

Qiao Qiao didn't care.

Qiao Changdong carried Qiao Qiao out of the ward. He had gone out to buy breakfast while she was sleeping, but Qiao Qiao had taken a nap and the breakfast he left was already cold.

Qiao Changdong couldn't bear to let her make do, so he carried her directly outside to eat.

After they finished eating, Qiao Changdong didn't rush back to the hospital. Instead, he carried Qiao Qiao to Qiao Xiaoyun's house.

In this day and age, jobs are assigned by employers, and even housing is provided by work units.

Qiao Xiaoyun was allocated a two-bedroom apartment in a tenement building behind the hospital, which was over 100 square meters in size.

When Qiao Changdong carried Qiao Qiao to the tenement building, Qiao Xiaoyun was catching up on sleep in her room.

Hearing the knock, Qiao Xiaoyun, her hair disheveled, came to open the door.

After entering the room and glancing around, Qiao Changdong asked, "Where's Mom?"

"Didn't you specifically ask for chicken soup, young master? Your mother is naturally making it for you downstairs," Qiao Xiaoyun replied.

In those days, the tenement buildings didn't have bathrooms or kitchens inside. You had to take a shower and cook in a designated area. So, if Grandma Qiao wanted to make chicken soup, she had to go downstairs to the communal kitchen area across the street.

As Qiao Xiaoyun spoke, she reached out and touched Qiao Qiao's forehead, asking gently, "Does Qiao Qiao's tummy still hurt today?"

Qiao Qiao nestled on Qiao Changdong's shoulder and obediently shook her head: "Auntie, I don't hurt anymore."

“Although she’s not in pain anymore, I still plan to take her to the provincial capital this afternoon for a full checkup,” Qiao Changdong continued.

Qiao Xiaoyun nodded: "Of course, do you want me to take a day off to accompany you...?"

"No need." Qiao Changdong shook his head, then paused, "Where's my brother-in-law?"

"Goed to work?" Qiao Xiaoyun gave him a strange look: "Did you need to see him?"

Qiao Changdong nodded, watching as Qiao Xiaoyun took an apple from the coffee table, peeled it, cut off a small piece, and handed it to Qiao Qiao in his arms, without hiding anything.

He explained the purpose of his visit: "I have two things that I need my brother-in-law to help me look into."

Qiao Xiaoyun frowned and looked over: "What's wrong? Is it something serious?"

Qiao Changdong did not answer. Instead, he watched Qiao Qiao in his arms taking small bites of an apple, her little mouth glistening with moisture, and his eyes darkened.

He suspected that the couple at the hospital might be involved in child trafficking.

He had heard of many such stories when he was driving long-haul trucks.

This kind of thing is more likely to happen in remote mountainous areas.

Undoubtedly, Hongfeng Town is a remote mountainous area that is backward and poor.

In the early years before the reform and opening up, there were many cases of buying and selling wives.

Of course, it would be best if it turned out that he had misunderstood.

I'm afraid it's true; that boy was trafficked and is now very likely to have lost a leg.

He even suspected that his leg wasn't broken from falling from a tree while picking wild chestnuts, but rather from being broken by that family.

Qiao Changdong had always wanted to take charge.

Later, when Qiao Qiao snuggled against his neck and whispered to him that the little brother was so pitiful, he was even more willing to help him.

This can be considered as bringing good fortune to his daughter.

"Oh, right, sister, take a look at this." Qiao Changdong remembered something else and unwrapped the gauze from Qiao Qiao's forehead, revealing her scabbed wound.

Qiao Xiaoyun was indeed surprised when she saw it.

She looked at the little girl who was still happily munching on her apple, and then at the scar on her forehead.

He was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he managed to utter, "This, this is... a medical miracle!"

Qiao Changdong immediately covered Qiao Qiao's ears and glared at her: "Don't swear!" What if his precious daughter learns to swear!

Qiao Xiaoyun ignored him. As if she remembered something, she reached out and cupped Qiao Qiao's little head.

He parted her hair and began rummaging through it, tearing apart the two little buns that Qiao Changdong had tied for her before leaving the house.

Qiao Qiao was being pulled around like a little crazy woman, but she didn't dodge. Instead, she obediently let Qiao Xiaoyun pull her around, her big, blinking eyes full of innocence.

Qiao Changdong, on the other hand, couldn't stand it and slapped her hand away: "Did you wash your hands before peeling the apple? You're just grabbing at her like that!"

"..." Qiao Xiaoyun.

Is this the key point?

ah! ! !

Isn't the point that bubbles are coming out of your daughter's forehead?!

Qiao Changdong gently helped the little girl straighten her messy hair.

At the same time, he casually remarked, "It seems like my baby knows that Idy Chan's baby is a girl."

"???" Qiao Xiaoyun.

What's the meaning?

Did we change the topic a little too quickly?

She couldn't keep up.