Sister Cui calmly said, "Didn't I bring Xiao Rui back in time? Now we are just giving the child to his grandpa Zeng to have a look, and don't want you to do anything against your heart. Think about the money we got. Don't pick and choose."

"I...I know." Wen Siyu replied, but the sadness on his face remained undiminished.

Seeing her acquaintance, Sister Cui picked up the real Xiao Rui and left the room.

Looking at the back of Cui Sao leaving, Wen Siyu showed an embarrassed look on her face. In fact, there is one thing she wants to tell Sao Cui, and that is that she seems to be recognized.

Yao Zimo said that she was familiar with her, but she actually met Yao Zimo.

The difference is that Yao Zimo only has a slight impression of her, but she has a deep impression of Yao Zimo.

After all, that was a star doctor of medicine, handsome, with good family background, and high medical skills...

It is also her existence that is never expected.

Because something happened on the first day of Xiao Rui’s departure, Sister Cui was also very cautious the next day. She took the child back early in the morning and did not lead to anything. It was just that for another purpose, they still Don't dare to let Qu Yan contact Xiao Rui too often.

Moreover, Quyan's situation is getting worse.

She couldn't hear the child crying more and more, Xiao Rui let out a little cry, she could only take the initiative to let Yuesao hug him away.

As long as the baby's cry rang in her mind for an extra second, she would think of Zhen'er, and then inevitably would feel sad.

She knew that she was wrong now, whether Xiao Rui was a high-demand baby or not, as his mother, she should take good care of him.

But now, Xiao Rui was crying, and the people who coaxed him were Yuesao, but she couldn't do anything, she could only let herself indulge in the memories of the past.

With so many things happening outside these days, she is also helpless because of the reason that she was just born in the delivery room, so she can only ask Ji Zhuoran to ask him to be too busy now...

She didn't know what she should do now.

Just when she was uncomfortable, suddenly Ji Zhuoran’s voice came from outside the ward.

"How's Madam?"

Qu Yan was lying in the room listening, and his eyes lit up.

However, Xiao Feng said: "Madam just fell asleep, why don't you go see Young Master Ji Shao first?"

"Well, that's okay." He said, and there was the sound of his leaving footsteps across the door.

And Qu Yan was very clear that she could tell him to stay as long as she spoke, but she didn't know why, but she felt that she couldn't speak at all, and she felt a sense of powerlessness all over her body.

Maybe, I have insomnia these past few days, is it really too tired?

Thinking like this, she closed her eyes and sank into a dark sleep again.

In the darkness, there always seemed to be a red, suspicious figure, following her unhurriedly.

She tried her best to get rid of it, but it was firmly attached to her like a magnet.

She exhausted all her strength to run in the dream, ran until she was tired to collapse, tired to collapse on the ground, and she couldn't get rid of the figure behind her...

Nightmare, endless nightmare.

Qu Yan felt as if she was in a maze, unable to find an exit, and she didn’t know where she would go. She could only rush in vain until she was so tired that her whole body was limp, lying down like a pile of mud. On the ground.

"Small smoke?" At this moment, a voice pulled her out of the darkness.

Qu Yan opened his eyes and found that he was in the bright ward, while Ji Zhuoran looked at her with concern.

He raised his hand, wiped the sweat from her head, and asked with concern,

"What's wrong? Have you had a nightmare?"

Qu Yan nodded and took two deep breaths. Only then did he feel that he was sleeping like this. Not only did he not get any rest, but he was exhausted.

Ji Zhuoran saw that her condition was not right, and asked, "Would you like to call a doctor over to check on you? Your complexion is very bad."

Qu Yan shook his head, "No, no, the nightmare can't be cured even if the doctor comes over, so I just breathe a little longer."

"What did you dream of?" he asked, helping her up, holding her in his arms, and pouring her another cup of hot water.

Qu Yan drank two sips of hot water, feeling that he was much better, and then sorted out his thoughts, thinking that he dreamed of Zhen'er, it was not good to tell him directly.

After all, Ji Zhuoran is already busy enough now, if he still tells him that he dreams of Zhen'er every time he sleeps, I am afraid it will only make him worry.

One more thing, a doctor can't cure a nightmare, and he can't cure it. If you say it, it's useless.

So she could only shook her head, "I can't remember, I just remember the horrible feeling, maybe...for fear of losing Xiao Rui."