The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Three days later, one morning, Chen Yifan was walking towards the ward after buying breakfast for Shen Ran in the hospital corridor. Suddenly, a sharp cry came from the nurse station in front of him:

"Someone is trying to steal the child! Stop her!"

Chen Yifan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he reflexively rushed towards the source of the sound. At the emergency exit at the end of the corridor, a figure in a pink hoodie was holding a small package, moving as fast as the wind.

"Hold!"

Chen Yifan's previous doubts all turned to anger. No wonder this little devil was trying to get close to him every day. It turned out she was after the child! He ran after her, his throat roaring with anger: "Little devil! Stop! Give my son back!"

Qiu Gu didn't pause for a moment. She rushed to the stairwell, carrying the package, and instead of taking the steps, she slid down the railing, her movements as smooth and nimble as a cat.

When he landed, he bent his knees slightly to relieve the force, turned around and ran towards the back door of the hospital. When he passed the window sill on the first floor, he supported himself with one hand on the windowsill and flipped out. The whole set of movements was smooth and fluid, and even the package in his arms did not shake.

Chen Yifan followed closely behind him, climbed out of the window, and chased after him as soon as his feet touched the ground. The two of them, one chasing and the other fleeing, soon left the hospital and rushed into the bustling morning market street.

The streets were full of elderly people buying vegetables and pedestrians rushing to work. Qiu Gu moved freely among the crowd. She used the tricycle selling vegetables to block Chen Yifan's sight, turned around the bus stop, and jumped over the edge of the flower bed on the side of the road. She avoided obstacles accurately with every step and her speed did not slow down at all.

Chen Yifan was tripped by the crowd several times. He saw the pink figure of the prisoner's skeleton getting farther and farther away, and finally turned into a narrow alley and disappeared completely.

He chased for four blocks and finally stopped on his knees, gasping for breath, his chest heaving violently, and cold sweat on his forehead dripping down his cheeks.

Just as he was getting anxious, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and the word "wife" flashed on the screen. Chen Yifan's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly picked up the phone, his voice still with an unresolved breath:

"Ranran..."

"Where are you?" Shen Ran's gentle voice came from the phone, with a hint of smile, "My son and I are almost starving. Why haven't you come back yet after buying breakfast? Xiaoyu just woke up and is kicking his legs to look for you."

Chen Yifan was stunned. "You...what did you say? Your son is with you?"

"What else?" Shen Ran's voice was a little puzzled. "He just finished drinking milk and was lying next to me playing. Did something happen to you? Why is the sound so strange?"

Chen Yifan snapped back to his senses. His mind was so preoccupied with the thought of his son being snatched away that he hadn't even looked closely at the bundle in Qiuge's arms. Chen Zeyu's swaddling clothes were off-white, embroidered with a tiger, specially chosen by Shen Ran's stepmother. Meanwhile, the one Qiuge had just held was a soft pink!

He instantly breathed a sigh of relief, the cold sweat on his back sliding down his clothes: "It's okay... There was a bit of a mess in the hospital just now, I took care of it. I'll be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yifan felt relieved, but new doubts arose. Since Qiu Gu didn't steal Chen Zeyu, whose child did she take away?

She'd been hanging around the pediatric department every day for the past few days. Could it be that she'd been eyeing this child for a long time? Why would she go to such great lengths to snatch a strange baby?

……

Qiu Ge carried the package through Haishang Mingyue's backyard and came to her room. She first placed the package on the bed covered with a soft blanket and carefully untied the straps.

Lying inside was a little baby girl who had just been born. Her face was wrinkled, and her round black eyes were open, looking at the ceiling quietly.

Just now, on the way from the hospital to Haishang Mingyue, Qiu Ge held her and ran all the way, climbing over windows, going through alleys, and crossing railings. The little one in his arms was always well-behaved.

At this moment, he was placed on the soft bed, and he just slowly turned his eyes, and finally his gaze fell on the girl squatting beside the bed.

Qiu Ge looked into those clear eyes, devoid of any impurities, and her hard brows softened instantly. She slowly leaned down and gently placed her forehead on the little girl's chest.

The little guy moved his hands, grasped the corner of his clothes and shook it, then gently patted the prisoner's head, his movements as silly as a kitten that had just learned to walk.

She remained in this bent-over position for a while, until the little girl's hands got tired of clapping, and then she gently stood up.

In the corridor, Dian Gong Tu Shen Jian was cradling a baby bottle with a bear pattern on it, swaying on his chubby little legs. He now had the body of a baby under two years old, chubby cheeks, and a smudge of milk on his chin.

This body was newly found by this guy half a month ago. As the sword of the Great Demon Lord, it should have followed Su Xiang to kill people everywhere, but it didn't like serious things. Its biggest hobby was to pretend to be a doll to cheat for food and drink.

Some time ago, it slipped out of Haishang Mingyue to play on the street. Unfortunately, the baby body it had occupied before encountered child traffickers. In the chaos, the body was pushed by the traffickers and hit a large truck, and was completely destroyed.

Tu Shenjian was extremely sad because of this, until he found this whiter, more plump body, and then he became lively again, and walked around every day with the milk powder prepared by Wei Zhi for him.

Sudden--

The bottle in its hand was snatched away. It raised its head blankly and saw the expressionless prisoner, its mouth turned down instantly.

"Wow--!"

Tushenjian sat down on the carpet, kicked his legs against the floor and started crying, shouting in a baby voice: "My milk! That's my milk! Weizhi gave it to me! You're so mean! You stole my milk!"

The prisoner didn't even look at it, turned around and walked towards the room.

Tushenjian cried twice, but seeing that no one paid any attention to him, he wiped his tears with his little fleshy hands, climbed up tremblingly, and walked with his short legs to find someone to complain.

Su Yang, who was in the room, heard the crying and came out. He bent down and picked up the God Slayer Sword, holding its butt with one hand and patting its back with the other to comfort it: "Oh oh oh ~ Don't cry, don't cry, who bullied you?"

Tushenjian put his arm around Su Yang's neck, stretched out his chubby little hand and pointed in the direction of Qiugu, saying incoherently: "It's Qiugu... She, she stole my milk bottle... She wouldn't let me drink... And she ignored me!"

Su Yang was puzzled after hearing this. He walked towards the prisoner's room holding the God-Slaying Sword. The scene in front of him stunned him.

There was a little baby girl lying on her bed. The little girl was drinking milk from the bottle with a little bear printed on it, which belonged to the God Slayer Sword.

Qiu Gu was sitting by the bed, carefully holding the bottle in one hand and protecting the baby girl's back with the other. Her eyes were so focused that she didn't even notice him coming in.

Tushenjian struggled in Su Yang's arms, "Look! It's her! She stole my milk bottle! And she bullied me! Wuuuuuu... My milk is going to be drunk up!"

He stepped forward, frowning and asking, "Qiu Gu, where did this child come from? You couldn't have just picked one up out of nowhere, did you?"

Qiu Gu raised his head and smiled at Su Yang, then calmly replied, "I stole it from the hospital."

"Steal, steal?! Are you crazy? How could you steal someone else's child? If we get caught, the police will come to our door!"

"She's not someone else's child." Qiu Gu's eyes were filled with stubbornness. "She's my reincarnated mother. I have to bring her back and raise her myself."

"Reincarnated mother?" Su Yang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Where did you hear all this nonsense? How can you believe something so unfounded?"

"I'm not lying. Your brother calculated it for me."

Su Yang "(°ヘ°)"

Well, my brother really loves to watch the fun. He took a deep breath and patiently advised, "Qiu Gu, stealing a child is wrong in itself. Putting aside the question of whether reincarnation is reliable or not, this child has just been born, and her biological parents must be worried sick. You have to send her back."

"But she's my mother's reincarnation." Qiu Ge frowned, his face full of confusion. "Why should I send her back? Can't I just raise her?"

"The last life is the last life. In this life, she is someone else's child." Su Yang squatted down and looked into Qiu Gu's eyes. "She has her own biological parents and the family that belongs to her. You have no right to snatch her away. Do you understand?"

Qiu Gu didn't refute it, but he didn't say he would return it either.

Seeing this, Su Yang tried to persuade him softly for a long time, talking about the law and reason. After nearly an hour, Qiu Gu finally gave in and reluctantly followed him back to the previous hospital.

But when they arrived at the pediatric ward, they found nothing. The child's parents were not there. Su Yang approached a nurse and, after some subtle inquiries, learned that the child's mother had been discharged long ago.

"Discharged from the hospital right after giving birth? Isn't that too hasty?" Su Yang was shocked.

The nurse sighed, her voice filled with helplessness and sadness. "That family's situation was unique. The woman gave birth to twins, and her husband was extremely son-centric and only wanted a son. When the daughter was lost, he didn't even bother looking for her. He forced his wife to complete the discharge procedures that same day and left with their son."

"Is there such a thing?" Su Yang clenched his fists in anger. In the current situation, even if the child was sent back, he would not have a good life in such a family that favors boys over girls.

He turned around to look at the prisoner holding the child and said softly, "Forget it, this child... let him go back to Mingyue on the Sea with you."

Qiu Gu came out holding the baby and asked seriously, "Is this really okay? It seems like a joke."

Su Yang shrugged: "It doesn't matter. We'll just act out the way the author wrote it! No one's going to read it anyway."