Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    The fact that Boss Jiang took a child with him, everyone is not surprised.

    Although Peng Jiahui knows a lot of people locally, but in the end the business is not as big as Jiang Wang, and the communication circle is limited to the shantytowns.

    In the beginning, many people thought that the main reason why Jiang Wang did not marry was to bring children to his ex-wife.

    Later, it gradually spread in a mess, saying everything.

    Some say Jiang Wang is secretly protecting the orphans of the British royal family in a small city, and some say that he has ten boats, but he is deeply in love with his first love and even has children.

    More people can't put gifts into it, so they can only find a breakthrough from the stars, and think of ways to ask children to help hand over bank cards, shopping cards, and Chinese New Year red envelopes.

    Peng Xingwang has learned very well, and when he encounters such people, he always says: "It's okay to collect money, but I will swallow it all by myself, and I won't tell my brother a word."

    And "It's great, I can buy a lottery ticket with money, uncle, please don't tell my brother that I will take your red envelope!"

    A bunch of bosses gave half of the red envelopes and took it back: "This... not very good, can you keep it for your brother?"

     "Why," the child put on a reckless and rich second-generation face: "I'm saving money to buy a sports car, tell him not to be confiscated into the small vault!"

    Jiang Wangle used him as a shield not to drink or smoke. He lived a very brisk life. During the day, he worked and talked to customers, and at night he went back to his nest to call Ji Linqiu.

    "My dad actually accepted that scarf." Ji Linqiu sighed: "The two of them are also stubborn, while disgusting me with spending money, while wearing a scarf to show off everywhere, scolding all relatives Look."

     "By the way, I'll be back the next morning after I buy the ticket. How are you here?"

     "No problem," Jiang Wang stepped on his slippers and walked to the living room, and glanced at the figure who was still writing: "Peng Xingwang spent the whole winter vacation and didn't write any homework."

    "Actually, the teacher didn't change it," Ji Linqiu said with a smile: "I was busy at the beginning of school, who has time to order this."

    "I'm not expecting him to win the first place in the grade." Jiang Wang yawned and said, "Children, do more homework to save you trouble."

    They chatted for a long time, as if nothing major happened, but there were endless things to say.

    Ji Linqiu didn't realize until the end: "We're making a long-distance call across provinces."

    "I am willing." Jiang Wang kissed the microphone: "Go to bed early, have a good dream."

    When will the WeChat video come, if he doesn't come, he will make one himself, it will really delay people's love.

    Ji Linqiu was away, and the three-story home seemed empty, so that the child was coquettish and rolled every day to sleep with the elder brother.

    Jiang Wangle was used to him, but only occasionally accidentally kicked him in the middle of the night.

    Fortunately, Peng Xingwang slept like a wild boar in the middle of the night.

    Just tonight is different.

    Jiang Wang always felt restless and restless for no reason.

    After he called Ji Linqiu, he didn't feel any better.

    When I finally fell asleep at three in the middle of the night, the phone rang suddenly.

    The phone was muted so that it vibrated twice, and then switched to the landline, which was sharp and harsh in the middle of the night.

    Jiang Wang put on his coat and went downstairs to answer the phone, and saw that the call was from Cizhou.

    "Hello? My mom—we're sleeping here, what's wrong?"

    "Something happened, Wenjuan," Chang Hua said anxiously, "Wenjuan is dying. After two hours of physical exhaustion, she can only be transferred to a caesarean section!"

    It was as if a large bucket of ice water was suddenly poured on his head, and the bones were cold.

    "You make it clear," Jiang Wang controlled his anger and didn't yell at him: "Isn't it born in March? Why didn't you call me when you entered the hospital?!"

    "She was suddenly in a wrong situation. She was diagnosed with uterine fibroids before, but the location was not good for surgery. The doctor suggested a natural delivery." I came here to induce labor, but my pelvis was too small and I couldn’t open it, and now it’s been almost seven hours since I couldn’t cry out, and the delivery has been transferred to a caesarean section.”

     "But the doctor said that it's easy to bleed a lot if you operate on her, and a caesarean section - a caesarean section may not save people!"

    "You save her for me! Is there any way to save her life first!" Jiang Wang roared back: "I'm driving here now, I'll be the first to destroy you when she has an accident, hear No?!"

    "I know I know," Chang Hua was exhausted for the past few hours and repeated mechanically, "I also want to protect her, the doctor is still calling me, I will..."

    Jiang Wang hung up the phone directly, put on clothes and shoes at the fastest speed in his life, then picked up Peng Xingwang who was still under the quilt with one hand and grabbed a few clothes and socks for him and ran out.

    He hated this place for the first time without planes and high-speed trains.

    Peng Xingwang was sleeping in a daze and suddenly his body was suspended in the air, and then he reacted and was thrown into the back seat like a puppy, and then a pile of clothes was thrown over him.

    He was so frightened by this change that his eyes were a little red, but he held back from crying, and looked carefully at his brother in the driver's seat.

    “…what happened?”

    Mom may be dying, we have to rush to see her one last time.

    Jiang Wang couldn't say such words at all, and after a long silence, he said hoarsely: "Go to Cizhou."

    The child's face turned pale immediately, and he quickly realized that something had happened to his mother. The mother was pregnant, maybe something happened when she gave birth.

    He didn't dare to ask Jiang Wang any more questions at this moment, his pajamas were messy and his feet were bare, but his first reaction was to cover his mouth with his hands, tears streaming down big and big, he didn't dare to cry Make a little noise.

    Jiang Wang knew that he was crying, at this moment his chest was empty like a smashed drum, and he was driving with all his will and clenching his back molars.

    All emotions are mixed and collided, and there is also a long-lost fear.

    Mom she should live to old age.

    A few years before he fell into the river, he had a few minutes on the phone with that old woman.

    …and no contact.

    Jiang Wang tried his best to tell himself with reason that she would not have an accident, and at this moment was completely wrapped in ice cave-like fear.

    What if there are variables.

    Since he came to this world, he has changed too many things intentionally or unintentionally.

    Mr. Ji's future, Peng Xingwang's future, Peng Jiahui's future...

    He didn't dare to imagine that bad news would follow when they drove to Cizhou, and now he began to resist the phone ringing that might ring at any time.

    "It will take about five hours for us to walk the nearest way." The man took a deep breath to sort out his thoughts: "Peng Xingwang, put all your clothes and socks on now, and then I say what you do."

    Peng Xingwang was in a hurry to pack himself up, tears were falling all the way, and then he held up his mobile phone to help call all the friends who could help.

    When the speakerphone is turned on, no conversation can avoid the child.

    complex

    The flow of information began to dump in both directions, like two trucks being overturned at the same time.

    Jiang Wang’s eyes were always on the sign that flashed past the expressway. This was the first time in his life that he drove from Hongcheng to Cizhou. There were countless national highways to look for. Up and down the highway.

    Chang Hua explained the situation of the maternity in confusing sentences. Doctor friends were constantly listening and treating, and business friends were helping to contact the corresponding blood source.

    The flow of information is streamed back and forth through a mobile phone, non-stop.

    Peng Xingwang held his phone the whole time, and before Jiang Wang could speak after the first battery was charged, he hurriedly reached out to look for the spare battery in his bag.

    Jiang Wang stared at Xingwang through the rearview mirror for a few seconds, then whispered: "This is too cruel to you."

    It is too **** to let an eight-year-old know these things, and face them in person.

    Xingwang lowered his head and opened the back cover of the phone to change the battery. He didn't cry for a long time.

    "She is a mother." The child said softly: "No matter what, she is a mother."

    He is too young to know the small possibility of crisis and conflict, so he silently prepares to see her one last time.

    When the doctors and nurses pushed Du Wenjuan into the operating table of the anterotomy, they finally reached the edge of Cizhou.

    The moment they really arrived at the hospital, they seemed to have suddenly woken up from their long-term exhaustion and ran upstairs two steps at a time.

    Then saw the lighted door of the operating room, where Chang Hua and the old couple with unfamiliar faces stood there.

    Jiang Wang has contacted the blood source and confirmed the operation plan.

    He can't do anything else.

    He can neither rush in to suffer for her, nor help any doctor.

    He embraced Peng Xingwang and began to feel the torment of the long wait.

    Several other in-laws couldn't make it, and they were already discussing why it was so difficult to give birth to a second child, or whether to prepare something for the baby.

    Jiang Wang listened indifferently for a long time, and suddenly realized that his hand was ice, and so was Xingxing's hand.

    He thought over and over again that his mother should grow old safely, she can't be in trouble, she is calling him when she is so old.

    But he regretted and feared, why didn't he listen to her on the phone to finish her words, and why didn't he even give the opportunity to explain.

    He began to be afraid of losing Du Wenjuan in his thirties and Du Wenjuan in his fifties at the same time.

    This thought haunted him like a charm, forcing him to think about how the fifty-year-old Du Wenjuan was doing, and whether she would miss him too.

    Jiang Wang used to know nothing about the concept of home.

    So he didn't think he would have any family.

    But now he has a lover and parents, even if no one knows where he comes from, why he is alone, and who he is.

    The second hour passed, the doctor came in and out, and handed out the second critical illness notice.

    “…there is a case of neonatal hemolysis…very optimistic…”

    Chang Hua moved his lips with dryness, trying to understand every word the doctor said.

    Another man rushed in with the same eager footsteps, holding the two stars in their faces.

    "I'm here," Ji Linqiu drove the car all night, her eyes were blue and stubble, and she hugged them with the greatest strength: "Don't be afraid, she will be fine."

    The cold white light outside the operating room was blocked by his back, and the darkness in his embrace was like a belated redemption.

    Jiang Wang finally trembled.