After seeing Xiaoche, my mother and uncle seemed to have some motivation. In the next few days, Wen Cai's recovery was so optimistic that even the doctor exclaimed: "With this recovery speed, Mrs. Xiao Song can be discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate in less than a few days."

Wen Xin was of course very happy to hear this: "That's good, thank you doctor."

At this time, although Wen Cai's wounds had not fully recovered, she was already moving freely. After listening to the doctor's words, she also smiled and touched Xiaoche's head sitting next to her.

In fact, Xiaoche was not a disease at first, but needed nutritional supplements. However, because he was unwilling to leave Wen Cai, although he could leave the hospital two days earlier, he still stayed in the hospital and was with Wen Cai at all times.

Because Wen Xin has taken care of Wen Cai these days, she finally tried her best to get along well with Xiao Che. However, Xiao Che still rarely speaks. Occasionally, she just whispers to Wen Cai. This made Wen Xin feel very sad. But when she thinks about her son who still let Xiao Che hide when she sees him, Wen Xin suddenly feels that his achievements are also good.

Because Wencai has not yet figured out how to explain his identity with Song Xiyuan to Xiaoche for a while, this question is still unresolved.

Xiao Che was sitting next to him fiddling with his tank. When he felt Wen Cai's movements, he raised his face and smiled at her.

Wen Cai felt warmer in his heart. He lowered his head and gently kissed Xiao Che on the face.

Not long after, Xu Jinzhen also took Nannan to see Wen Cai.

These days, Nannan suddenly reunited with her friend Xiaoche, who had been separated for a long time. But she was so happy that she had to go to the hospital every day. On the one hand, she was visiting her mother, and on the other hand, of course, she was visiting her friend.

"Xiao Che, I'm here to see you again!" As soon as Nannan entered the door, she saw Xiao Che staying on her mother's hospital bed, and she took off her shoes and climbed up. "Mom, do you still feel pain?"

Wen Cai smiled and shook her head: "Be good at Nannan, mom won't feel any more pain."

"When can mom go home?" said Nannan, "Nannan wants to live with her mother."

Wen Cai thought for a while and said, "In two days, my mother will go home to accompany Nannan in two days."

Nannan calculated by counting her fingers, and then nodded with satisfaction: "That's good."

But beside him, Xiaoche's expression suddenly faded. Then, he returned to his bed next to him without saying a word, playing with the tank car silently.

Wen Cai looked at his movements and was slightly shocked. Then he understood what the child was thinking. However, his legs could not move, so he could only pat his place beside him and said to Xiaoche: "Xiaoche, come here."

Xiaoche lowered his head and fiddled with the toy in his hand, as if he hadn't heard Wen Cai's words.

Wen Cai felt guilty and helpless, so he leaned his upper body over and said softly: "Xiao Che, will you live with me in the future, okay?"

When Xiaoche heard this, she seemed to be a little stunned, then raised her head and looked at Wen Cai, as if she was not sure what she said.

Wen Cai smiled, reached out to touch Xiaoche's face, and said softly: "From now on, Xiaoche will live with her mother and will never be separated again."

After hearing this, Xiaoche's face suddenly dimmed again, and Nannan was confused: "Mom, didn't you say that Xiaoche lives with us? Why did you say that Xiaoche wants to live with his mother?"

Wen Cai touched Nannan's head, and then looked at Xiaoche again: "Xiaoche will no longer live with her former mother. From now on, Xiaoche will live with me, my mother. Xiaoche, do you understand?"

Nannan was still confused and scratched her head and couldn't figure out the relationship, but Xiaoche had already raised her head to look at Wen Cai again, opened her mouth, but did not make any sound.

Wen Cai stretched out his hand, gently held Xiaoche's hand, and whispered: "Xiaoche, I am my mother."

Xiao Che looked at her blankly, then looked at the "grandma" and "great grandpa" standing behind Wen Cai. He paused, and suddenly rushed into Wen Cai's arms without hesitation. This time, he actually shouted crisply: "Mom!"

Just this sound, Wen Cai's tears fell down suddenly. He hugged Xiaoche and patted his back gently: "Be good to Xiaoche, I am my mother..."

Wen Xin couldn't help but turn her eyes red, and she kept her face open and wiped her tears secretly.

But the little girl Nannan was still in extreme confusion: "Mom is Nannan's mother, why did she become Xiaoche's mother again?"

Wen Cai came back to his senses, couldn't help but smile, and hugged Nannan into his arms, and said softly: "Because Xiaoche and Nannan are two siblings, Xiaoche is the elder brother, and Nannan is the younger sister. From now on, Xiaoche and Nannan will live with their parents and will never be separated again."

Hearing the word "Dad", Xiaoche's small body shook suddenly and buried it in Wen Cai's arms. After pausing for a long time, it was attached to Wen Cai's ears and whispered: "Mom... don't want dad..."

Wen Cai felt ache again when he heard this. He stroked Xiaoche's head and said softly: "Xiaoche, don't you remember your father?" She reached out and picked up the tank car that Xiaoche placed next to her and held it in front of Xiaoche: "Dad gave Xiaoche that day, did Xiaoche forget about it?"

Xiao Che's eyes touched the tank, and after hearing Wen Cai's words, a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes.

Wen Cai kissed Xiaoche on the face again and whispered: "Dad will come to see Xiaoche in the afternoon. At that time, he will definitely bring a lot of toys for Xiaoche."

Since she discovered that Xiaoche liked the tank car the most, Song Xiyuan was like an possessive person. She went to find toys related to tank cars every day. In just a few days, there were already a pile of various tank cars in the ward. If people next to her walked in without knowing it, they would probably think that this was a toy collection hall.

Although Xiaoche likes those tanks very much, he is probably still scared by the word "Dad" and is a little silent all day long.

At 6 pm, when Song Xiyuan rushed over from the company, without Wen Cai's expectations, he indeed brought several toy tanks!

Wen Cai couldn't help but feel a little headache: "Song Xiyuan!"

Song Xiyuan just looked at her innocently: "What's wrong?"

Although Wen Cai didn't like him turning the ward into a tank car collection hall, he thought that Xiaoche hadn't accepted him yet, so he finally agreed and stopped talking.

Then Song Xiyuan walked to Xiaoche with the toys and smiled and said, "Xiaoche, look, I have found you a few more tanks to try if it's fun."

He put the toys in front of Xiaoche one by one, but Xiaoche seemed to be still in a low mood. Seeing this, Wen Cai came over and said, "Xiaoche, don't you like the gifts Dad brought to you?"

When Xiao Che heard this, he suddenly shrank back. When he looked up and saw Song Xiyuan's face in front of him, he suddenly turned around and threw himself into Wen Cai's arms, hugged Wen Cai's neck, and whispered: "Mom... Uncle doesn't like Xiao Che..."

Xiao Che had said this sentence once before, but at that time, he still called Wen Cai an aunt, but at this time, he had already called Wen Cai a mother, but he still said to Song Xiyuan that his uncle didn't like Xiao Che.

Wen Cai couldn't help but glared at Song Xiyuan, then stroked Xiaoche's head again and said softly: "Be good at Xiaoche, he is a father. Dad loves Xiaoche very much. He brings so many gifts to Xiaoche every day, right?"

But Xiaoche was still just buried in Wen Cai's arms and shook his head vigorously.

After all, it was a child, so he couldn't force him too much, so Wen Cai didn't say anything more, but just raised his head to look at Song Xiyuan, and the meaning was self-evident - he suffered it himself.

Song Xiyuan put down the toy in his hand in disappointment and said lightly: "I'll go see my youngest son."

"Wait!" Wen Cai heard this and quickly called him, "I want to go too!"

She has only seen the child through photos and cameras for so long. After finally, the injuries on her body have almost healed, so of course she wants to see the child in person.

Upon hearing this, Song Xiyuan turned around and looked at her: "You have so much wounds and pains, how can you go?"

"The injuries on my body have almost healed!" Wen Cai protested, "I want to go! If you don't take me there, I will jump on my own! Anyway, my right leg is injured, and my left leg is still good!"

When Song Xiyuan heard this, he had no choice but to ask the nurse to find a wheelchair for him and prepare to take Wen Cai to see his youngest son Yinglan.

When he carried Wen Cai into a wheelchair and covered her with a blanket, Xiao Che suddenly looked at Wen Cai with a hurried look: "Mom..."

Wen Cai hurriedly reached out and said, "Xiao Che is here, mom will hold you."

Song Xiyuan suddenly pressed her hand back: "Do you think the wheelchair is a bed, and your leg is still injured, so why do you hug Xiaoche?"

After saying that, he reached out to Xiaoche: "Xiaoche, come on, dad, hug you."

Xiaoche looked at him in a daze, paused, and suddenly he flipped off the high hospital bed, then found his little shoes, put them on quickly, and ran to the back of Wen Cai's wheelchair: "Mom, I'll push you."

Wen Cai suddenly felt amused and crying, while Song Xiyuan's face could only be more stiff...

In the end, Song Xiyuan could only slowly push the wheelchair, while Xiaoche walked slowly next to the wheelchair. The family of three went downstairs in this way to the baby guardianship room.

Because babies need tight protection, they can only look at the children inside through the glass window. Song Xiyuan specially asked the dean to move their Yinglan's small warm box to a very close to the window. In this way, even if Wen Cai sat in a wheelchair, he could clearly see the child in the warm box.

He is really too small, one size smaller than the other babies in the baby room, but he is so stable and satisfied when he sleeps in a warmer box.

Wen Cai looked at it quietly and couldn't help but smile.

In fact, she had seen the child's sleeping expression many times in the camera, but none of them came true and close at this moment. She couldn't help but put her hand on the glass and gently placed her hand on her son's face through the glass, as if she could touch her son in this way.

Song Xiyuan was also looking warmly from the side, but in a blink of an eye, he found another small body, who was so anxious that he was scratching the wall because he couldn't reach the glass window.

Song Xiyuan couldn't help but chuckled in his heart, but he just smiled when he showed his face. He slowly squatted down in front of Xiao Che and said, "Xiao Che, Dad, look at you, okay?"

Xiao Che paused, his eyes locked on his eyes, and looked for a long time.

In fact, his impression of this "uncle" is still in the past. Every time he is with his current mother, this "uncle" is always unhappy. This shows that this "uncle" doesn't like him very much! So he intuitively rejects this "uncle".

But now, he saw his mother looking at the things behind the glass window so happily, and he couldn't see them, and the "uncle" said he wanted to hug him and look at his younger brother...

Xiaoche thought about it and suddenly nodded slowly.

Song Xiyuan sighed in his heart that this had taken a big step. He quickly bowed and hugged Xiao Che, and pointed the baby lying in the warmer box to him: "Xiao Che, look, that's my brother."

Xiaoche had never seen so many such young children, and was surprised at once. He stretched out his hands to support him on the glass window, opened his eyes wide and looked at the extra-small child lying in the warmer box carefully.

In fact, his concept of "brother" is still very vague. The kindergarten teacher has taught "brother" but he only saw what his younger brother is for the first time today.

It turns out that's my brother...

Xiaoche looked at it in surprise and forgot everything for a moment.

Wen Cai came to his senses, raised his head slightly, and looked at Song Xiyuan holding Xiaoche into the glass window, and his eyes couldn't help but get wet.

Song Xiyuan looked down at her, reached out and gently held her hand.
Chapter completed!