I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

She was wearing casual clothes, but the child in her arms casually pulled her collar, stretching the collar a little wider.

Ni Qian didn't care at all and said with a smile.

"Xiaochuan, Yanyan."

The two men stopped and looked towards Ni Qian.

"Xiaochuan, I know you and Yanyan are in a special situation, but as a girl, you still have to give her some sense of ceremony."

Ni Qian looked at the two of them with an ambiguous look, and Mingchuan instantly understood that this was going to be a wedding.

Just as he was about to agree, Dong Chuyan's expression changed.

"No, I don't need any sense of ceremony."

"Auntie, I'm a star, what are you thinking about?"

Ni Qian showed some disapproval on her face and continued to argue with Dong Chuyan, not noticing that Mingchuan's eyes were now fixed on the child in her arms.

The child has skin as white as paper, bright eyes and a well-behaved personality.

But the problem was that he was too well-behaved and didn't make much noise. There seemed to be a strange birthmark on the side of his face that was closest to Ni Qian's arms.

Mingchuan felt that something was wrong with the child, and subconsciously looked at him a few more times and even looked deeper.

Ni Qian and Dong Chuyan, who were arguing, both stopped talking.

Ni Qian's expression suddenly changed. She covered her chest and stepped back repeatedly, saying impatiently to Mingchuan, "You stinky rascal, what are you looking at!!!"

Ni Qian's roar attracted the attention of everyone around.

Dong Chuyan stood in front of him and was very displeased with his aunt's sudden change of attitude.

"Aunt, what are you talking about?"

Ni Qian pointed at Mingchuan angrily: "I thought you were a good person, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless. You actually... actually stared at me..."

Ni Qian's face flushed red, and Mingchuan was speechless after hearing what she said.

The old lady turned around and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Mingchuan remained polite and smiled: "Aunt, you misunderstood. I'm not offending you. I'm just looking at your son."

"Look at my son?" Ni Qian frowned and looked at the little guy in her arms.

The child was looking at her with his big, bright eyes. There was nothing wrong.

"What's your excuse!?"

Seeing that everyone around him was focusing their attention on this, and thinking that Dong Chuyan was pregnant, Mingchuan endured it again and again, gritted his teeth and said, "There's something wrong with your son. He's sick."

"From what I see, your son should be eight months old now?"

The eight-month-old baby was already learning to crawl and then walk.

It's time to stumble and look at the new world.

But now, the child in Ni Qian's arms was so thin that he didn't look like an eight-month-old at all, and was completely unable to do what a normal eight-month-old baby could do.

He was just like a four-month-old baby, only able to perform basic movements such as rolling over and smiling at people.

Ni Qian's heart skipped a beat and she frowned.

Mingchuan was right.

"My son was born prematurely, and the doctor said his condition will be worse than that of an average child. Do you have any questions?"

Ni Qian's tone was sarcastic, and it was obvious that she was very disdainful of Mingchuan's judgment.

But at this time, the old lady and others who cared about the child all came forward to take a look.

The old lady reached out and touched the child's hand, and said with a stern face, "Yes, Ni Qian, your child does not look healthy. Others are just learning to speak, but your child has not made any movement yet."

"It's usually unbelievably quiet. Is there really a problem?"

Ni Qian became unhappy when she heard this and hugged the child a little deeper in her arms. As the child's clothes swayed, the aroma of milk wafted into her nose.

She frowned and said, "That's impossible. There's nothing wrong with my son."

"Okay, okay, it was just a misunderstanding. You all should sit down and eat first, and stop watching here."

After saying this, Ni Qian glared at Mingchuan fiercely.

Unfortunately, she was indeed pretty, beautiful and charming, but with that glare, she was completely intimidating.

Mingchuan shook his head helplessly and smiled, then turned to talk to Dong Chuyan beside him.

"There's something wrong with the birthmark on the child's face. It's a virus that will affect his development. The difference between a normal child at four months and an eight-month-old is huge. I believe you should be able to see it."

"If he doesn't get treatment, there's a good chance the child won't live past the age of four."

"Can't live past four?" Dong Chuyan lowered her voice in shock.

Mingchuan nodded at her.

He hadn't noticed it when he first got home. If Ni Qian hadn't brought the child closer, it would have taken him a while to see it.

Dong Chuyan pursed her lips and said, "Hubby, my aunt is just a little weird sometimes. Don't bother with her. After we finish our meal, I'll go talk to my aunt. Can you help my nephew check on the situation?"

Mingchuan touched her head.

"He's your nephew as well as my nephew. Of course I'm happy to help."

Dong Chuyan breathed a sigh of relief.

This little incident did not affect the enthusiasm of the people at the dinner table, and everyone ate happily.

After dinner, Dong Chuyan pestered Ni Qian for a while until Ni Qian was about to go home. She looked at the child in her arms, made up her mind, nodded and agreed, and asked the two of them to follow her back in the car.

During the meal, the child didn't make any sound.

What normal child would be so quiet?

Dong Chuyan in the car kept looking at the poor little thing from time to time, and secretly reached out to pull Mingchuan.

It was not until they returned to Ni Qian's small flat in the city center and the three of them sat down that Mingchuan spoke.

"Aunt, please let me take a look at the child."

Ni Qian hesitated for a long time, but finally let go.

She was the only one living in the apartment, and her husband did not return with her.

This time, she actually brought her child back to China for medical treatment.

It’s just that we were in that kind of place just now, so it’s not easy to say it directly, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

There is no shortage of children in wealthy families, so mothers are naturally extremely concerned about how their sons will be portrayed in the eyes of others.

As soon as the child was in Mingchuan's hands, he frowned again and realized that something was wrong with him.

There was a plum-red birthmark on the child's face. It was quite large, extending from under his eyes to the back of his head, and it seemed to be spreading outwards like a spider web.

This spider web seriously affected the child's neurological development, causing him to only be able to look at people and nothing else.

He reached out and pinched the child lightly, and sure enough, no sound came out!

The child's pupils are a little dilated!

Seeing this, Ni Qian reached out worriedly: "Mingchuan, have you figured out anything? What's going on with my son? If you can't explain it today, then your actions at the Dong family were deliberately offending me!"

Mingchuan frowned and looked up.

"You'd better speak politely."