Liang Zixuan hugged Han Yuanjun. She was crying so hard that she could not say anything.
Yu Meilin just stood there blankly, looking at the child's pale face. She had no expression on her face. Wei Xiaoqing and Liang Zixuan's crying rang in her ears, but she did not react at all.
After some time, she finally raised her hand and gently patted Wei Xiaoqing on the back. "Xiaoqing, let's go home. This is not our child. Our child is with Zexian. He's probably feeding him right now."
Wei Xiaoqing suddenly stopped crying and looked left and right. As if she was possessed by an evil spirit, she grabbed the child on the bed and ran frantically through the corridor.
The nurse was immediately stunned, as she had not expected this unexpected event. She shouted after Wei Xiaoqing. "Stop right there! Where are you taking the child's body?"
