Chapter 494 Wounds
After a long while, Grandma Luo spoke again, "Xiao Tang, pay more attention to the baby's breath."

"If Xiao Changan has something to do and you can't handle it alone, you can call us."

"We will take care of the baby's breath."

"There will definitely not be a next time for what happened this time, understand?"

"I got it, Mom."

Aunt Tang responded very obediently.

……

"There is milk powder in the kitchen. Go make a glass of milk for the child."

"Okay, Mom."

……

Seeing the study door closed again, Grandma Luo turned her gaze to her son.

Their son has always been the pride of the couple.

From childhood to adulthood, I have never given them anything to worry about.

She also felt sorry for her son's pain of losing his lover, so as long as her son was happy, she had no objection to anything he did.

Even though her son ignored her granddaughter, she didn't say much even if she felt unhappy, but only mentioned it once or twice in front of her son.

But this time, she couldn't remain silent any longer.

Two years later, my son got a new wife and had a son.

Well, some of the pain should pass.

After all, the living are the most important, right?

"Xiu Ming, Xiao Mantianxing is your daughter."

"This is the daughter Rongrong gave birth to for you at the cost of her life."

"You really don't care at all?"

Looking at her silent son, Grandma Luo felt angry and distressed. However, she was angry at her son, but she was distressed at her poor granddaughter.

Born without a mother, this child should make people feel more pity for him, but who would have thought that having a father is just as good as not having one!
"Or are you blaming Baby's breath?"

Grandma Luo gritted her teeth and asked, if he dared to say yes, she would beat this bastard son to death.

"Mom, I didn't."

Uncle Man hurriedly denied it.

"Bang~"

Grandpa Man, who had been silent all this time, finally exploded. He slammed the table hard, making a loud noise.

"No? No, that's how you treat Baby's Breath?"

"Tell me honestly, you really don't blame Baby's breath?"

Grandpa Man paused for a moment, his face flushed, and he was obviously very angry.

Grandma Luo walked over and patted her husband on the back to help him calm down.

Grandpa Man looked at his son who was unable to utter a word, and the questions that had been suppressed in his heart burst out.

"Have you ever said a word of concern to that child? Have you ever taken that child out to play once?"

"Have you ever held the child in your arms? Have you ever called the child's name?"

"No, you didn't do anything!"

Grandpa Man spoke louder and louder, and later he was almost roaring.

"If the child was really lost, would you still be happy?"

"No, Dad."

Uncle Man retorted loudly as if he had been stung by a needle, "How could I possibly think that?"

……

Seeing the seriousness in their son's eyes, Grandpa Man and Grandma Luo finally felt somewhat satisfied.

"You bastard, the way you're doing now, even if your daughter is around you it's the same as not having her."

Grandpa Man cursed in dissatisfaction.

"Yeah, Xiuming, take a look, do you and Little Starry Sky get along like father and daughter?"

Grandma Luo said earnestly, "The child is still young, there is still time for everything."

"It will be very difficult for you to recover in the future."

"I don't care about you as my father anymore."

……

"Besides, are you doing this to Rongrong?"

"Little Gypsophila is her own flesh and blood."

“It’s the continuation of her life.”

"Rongrong loved the child so much and risked her life for him, and you're going to ruin him like this?"

Grandma Luo has said similar things to Uncle Man many times, but each time it fell on deaf ears and failed to stir up any waves.

She didn't know if this would be another failure.

But she heard it, "I know, Mom." Uncle Man's voice was slightly hoarse, and for a moment Grandma Luo really thought that she was hallucinating because she was too eager. But it wasn't.

……

"OK."

Grandpa Man laughed and said, "Kid, remember what you said now."

"If you dare to ignore Little Starry Sky again, I will beat you to death."

……

"Since you have made up your mind, you should be nice to Little Starry Sky."

"Little Starry Sky is a good child."

"You'll regret missing out on so much of her growth."

Grandma Luo seemed to be showing off a bit.

Her granddaughter is the apple of her eye.

In front of his granddaughter, the son has to give way.

……

Uncle Man smiled.

In fact, he understood the truth, but sometimes emotions were not controlled by reason.

Whenever he sees the child, he will remember that day.

In the operating room, the lights were on. Doctors and nurses were coming and going. Even with masks on, one could see the solemnity on their faces. The air was quiet and almost oppressive. Just when his heartstrings were stretched to the limit, he was told to make a choice: save the adult? Or save the child?

At that moment, he was about to collapse.

"…Protect the Lord."

After repeated urging from the doctor, he opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally squeezed out a weak voice with great difficulty, which was extremely hoarse.

……

But finally, the doctor came up to him and told him that he had a daughter.

His wife died due to severe bleeding.

……

Looking at the mouth opening and closing in front of him, his ears were ringing so badly that he could hardly hear what the other person was saying.

Finally reacting, he grabbed the doctor by the collar and roared, "Didn't you say to save the master?"

"Why did the Lord die?"

"why?"

……

There were many people nearby pulling him back.

Even though he used all his strength, he was still able to gradually pry open his hands that were tightly grasping the doctor's collar.

He was pulled away from the doctor.

The sound coming from my ears seems far away and yet very close.

"The woman in labor asked to keep the baby."

"And in that situation, it's easier to keep a child than an adult."

"If you insist on saving the adults, the most likely result will be two lives."

……

That day was the darkest day in Man Xiuming's life.

It's really too painful and too desperate.

He tried hard to forget, but he couldn't.

The existence of the baby's breath reminded him again and again to recall that day.

The wound had no scabs, and the festering wound gave off a foul odor of decay, and scarlet blood oozed out with the slightest poke.

His wounds bled profusely again and again.

……

But he knew that enough was enough.

The child is innocent.

He knows.

That is Rongrong's child.

It's also his child.

That child was obviously the one Rongrong sacrificed her life for, how could he almost lose her?
Grandma Luo’s words gave him a moment of fear.

Even though he was always afraid to face the child due to his cowardice, he did not hate her.

This child is the fruit of his love with Rongrong, and should have been spoiled by him like a princess.

but now……

(End of this chapter)