Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

Qinghan is the older brother, and Ruchu is the younger sister.

Both babies weighed just over three pounds at birth, but Qinghan was in better physical condition.

The doctor said it's best to let it out of the incubator once it reaches five pounds.

Xu Qingcheng recovered relatively quickly. During the cesarean section, she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, and could only rely on the doctor on the operating table.

After leaving the operating room, the contractions were so painful she felt like she was going to die, and Fu Jingting became the target of her venting.

But once the pain subsides, those unbearable moments become memories. They say that once the scars heal, the pain is forgotten, and it's certainly true.

Along with the pain, the bite marks on Fu Jingting's hands and arms also disappeared. For a period of time after the anesthesia wore off following the surgery, she was in so much pain that she touched him all over, leaving teeth marks all over the back of his hands and arms, but he didn't utter a single complaint.

The nanny brought over millet porridge, and Fu Jingting served it to her. Xu Qingcheng squeezed his hand and saw that the teeth marks on it had disappeared.

Fu Jingting smiled and held his hand to her mouth, "Craving meat? Here, have some."

Xu Qingcheng laughed and slapped his hand away, "You're crazy!"

She brought the bowl over to drink herself. She's been eating a lot of nourishing soups lately, like millet porridge, crucian carp soup, pig's trotter soup, and all sorts of soups and porridges to help with lactation.

Xu Qingcheng didn't miss a single meal. When she gave birth to Xu Yuan, she was too weak and in a bad mood, so her breast milk was always insufficient, and she had to rely on formula.

But this time, she wanted to breastfeed as much as possible.

Even though the wait for the babies to come out of the incubator was agonizing, Xu Qingcheng didn't cry once, except when she was in unbearable pain.

Don't cry, baby is trying her best, she has to be strong too.

Xu Qingcheng started producing breast milk the day after her C-section, and she used a breast pump to express it every day. On the fifth day, the doctor informed her that she could store the breast milk and send it to the neonatal ward for feeding through a nasogastric tube.

She can be discharged after seven days. The condition in the hospital is never as good as recuperating at home.

Fu Jingting made the decision for her, taking her home to recuperate after childbirth, since he couldn't help her even in the hospital anyway.

On the day she was discharged from the hospital, seeing other families in the hospital celebrating with their children, while she herself had no children, Xu Qingcheng couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat and shed tears.

Zhao Lan couldn't help but feel saddened as she looked at her, and reached out to pat her, "Don't cry too much during your postpartum period. This is the best the situation is now."

"I know, Mom. I just couldn't help it." The babies were still in the incubator by themselves, and she felt terrible.

Fu Jingting came over and saw her wiping away tears with her head down. He gently pulled her into his arms and, without saying anything more, patted her shoulder silently to comfort her.

Xu Qingcheng pressed her face against his shoulder, "I'm fine."

"Go home. I'll come to deliver milk every day, find out what's going on, and then I'll tell you."

Xu Qingcheng nodded.

He led her by the hand and they walked out. As they exited the hospital lobby, a woman walked past them. She was wearing a chiffon dress, her high heels clicking on the floor, and she had long hair and wore sunglasses.

Fu Jingting turned his head to look, and the person had already turned the corner ahead.

Xu Qingcheng looked up at him. "What's wrong?"

"I saw someone who looks familiar." Fu Jingting reached out and brushed her long hair aside. "Let's go."

They left the hospital by car.

When she got home, she felt much more relaxed. Fu Jingting went to the hospital every day to bring the breast milk she had stored and to check on the baby's condition.

When we get home, I will recount everything to Xu Qingcheng. The little ones are doing quite well. The younger sister's condition has always been a little worse than the older brother's. The younger sister weighed exactly 3 pounds at birth, but after being put in the incubator for two days, her weight dropped to 2.6 pounds due to physiological dehydration. In the past two weeks, she has only gained 3.2 pounds. The older brother has already reached 4 pounds, and the non-invasive oxygen machine has been removed.

The hospital informed us that we could go see the children. The older brother's condition was better; although he wasn't quite ready to leave the incubator, there wasn't much danger anymore.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to bring her brother home. She felt empty without her child by her side, and even if she had one first, she could feel more at ease with him by her side.

Fu Jingting had no objections. He would consult the attending physician about the child's condition, and if possible, they would take the child back.

The sun was shining brightly on the way there that day, the sky was very blue, and the blue sky was covered with white clouds. Xu Qingcheng was unusually talkative along the way; she sometimes talks a lot when she's nervous.

Fu Jingting chuckled and pinched her cheek. "So happy?"

"Mmm." Xu Qingcheng reached out and hugged his waist, burying her face in his chest. "You and the three of them are the most important people to me."

She chuckled, looked up at him, and said, "I think the baby is more important than you now. Are you jealous?"

Fu Jingting looked down at the smile in her eyes, then lifted her chin and kissed her. "Smell it, do you smell vinegar?"

He gently pulled her close, his warm lips rubbing against hers, slowly penetrating deeper, entwining with her tongue and kissing her until she softened in his embrace. The intimate gesture dispelled all her hesitation and fear.

Xu Qingcheng hugged him tightly, a glint of light flashing in her eyes. She was truly grateful to have him by her side, facing this together.

Sometimes, just when things are getting better, you're suddenly hit with a blow.

The attending physician looked at Xu Qingcheng with a puzzled expression, "Mrs. Fu, didn't you just come by?"

"We just arrived." Xu Qingcheng, puzzled, turned to look at Fu Jingting.

She felt uneasy. "Let me check on the child first."

The attending physician glanced at her, then suddenly turned and hurried inside.

"Where are the children?"

The nurses exchanged bewildered glances. "Didn't Mrs. Fu say she was going to complete the paperwork to take the baby away? She was just in the incubator!"

"What procedures? We just arrived! Who are you talking about?" Xu Qingcheng's head was buzzing, as if the sky was about to fall.

The doctors and nurses were also stunned, suddenly realizing that something was wrong.

Fu Jingting's face turned cold. He grabbed Xu Qingcheng and pulled her close, then grabbed a doctor. "Check the surveillance footage immediately, quick!"

The doctor panicked and just kept nodding and saying okay before running off to report.

Fu Jingting took out his phone to make arrangements, called the police, and asked someone to check the surveillance footage.

He tried his best to remain calm, but his jawline was still clearly defined, and his teeth were grinding together.

He grasped Xu Qingcheng's hand in return, "Can you hold on?"

"Yes." Xu Qingcheng felt like the sky was falling and the world was spinning, but she couldn't collapse at this moment. She reached out and held onto the wall behind her. "Have the driver take me around to look for them. Maybe, maybe they haven't gone far yet."

Xu Qingcheng's voice trembled. She tried her best to calm herself down, but her heart was still pounding. She couldn't stand there still.

"Nothing will happen. They can't escape. I'll turn Ancheng upside down to find them." Fu Jingting's voice was cold and deep, and it was unclear whether he was saying this to her or to himself.

Xu Qingcheng nodded vigorously, but tears kept falling down her face as she covered her face with her hands.

Fu Jingting arranged for the driver to search around the hospital, stopping anyone carrying a child. Xu Qingcheng wanted to go and see; she couldn't sit still, she really couldn't sit still.

It's unclear whether Qinghan's body can handle it, yet he was taken away like this; his condition is still not stable.

"Okay, I'll have Dazhao show you around first. Duan Heng will be here soon too; I need to check the hospital's security footage first."

Xu Qingcheng nodded. She and Da Zhao drove out. In her heart, she knew that more than ten minutes had passed. They might have already run away, but they might not have. Perhaps, just perhaps, they had seen them.

A woman like her.

who is it?

Xu Qingcheng sat in the car with the window rolled down, her eyes fixed on the outside. Whenever she saw someone carrying a child, she asked Dazhao to stop the car.

But none of those are true.

The hospital's surveillance system is very comprehensive, but there are blind spots. If they were planning to steal the child, they must have made thorough preparations.

The surveillance footage only captured a woman's back view, not even her face. Crucially, in the last shot of her leaving, she wasn't seen holding a child.

However, Fu Qinghan did indeed disappear from the hospital.

They retrieved surveillance videos from the area near the hospital from the transportation department and screened and investigated the footage from each section of the road according to the time frame, but to no avail.

Fu Jingting used every possible means. Time passed second by second, and with each passing second, Xu Qingcheng felt more and more miserable, as if she were being slowly sliced ​​apart in the heart with a blade.

Fu Jingting asked the driver to take her home first, but Xu Qingcheng refused. She would rather he take her all over Ancheng, even if they came up empty-handed, than stay at home by herself.

Her heart was racing and in turmoil; her eyes were red, but she couldn't cry.

"He's so small, he hasn't even fully come out of the incubator yet, and he's already been taken away like this. Won't he get sick?" Xu Qingcheng gripped Fu Jingting's arm tightly. "Jingting, you have to find him quickly. He can't stay outside for too long."

"I know. I will bring him to you, I definitely will." Fu Jingting cupped her face in his hands. "Qingcheng, calm down. You go back first, I'll go find him. No matter what, I will bring the child to you."

"Where is Ru Chu?" Xu Qingcheng looked at him with tears in her eyes. "How is she? I don't trust this hospital. Take Ru Chu away. I don't want her here."

"I've already made arrangements. Ru Chu can't go with you; she can't leave the incubator yet. Listen to me, go home first." Fu Jingting hugged her. "I'll take you home first, be good."

She was still in her postpartum period, and today's events were a huge blow to Xu Qingcheng. The worry and anxiety were almost too much for her to bear.

Fu Jingting has already cast his net, but it will take time; news won't come immediately.

The man's face was tense, and his eyes were red, but even so, he did not waver in the slightest. At this moment, he was her sky, and he had to support her through everything.

Fu Jingting asked Xu Qingyao to come and take his sister back first and take good care of her.

Duan Heng suddenly sent a message saying that someone was seen leaving with a child at an intersection a few streets away from the hospital. The timing matched, and the package carrying the child also looked like it belonged to the hospital.

"Find out his movements immediately," Fu Jingting instructed as he drove off.

"I've already sent people to follow him. He's headed west. Don't worry, once we find his trail, he won't be able to escape," Duan Heng reported steadily.

Wen Fei sat in the car, looking down at the little boy in her arms. She reached out and poked the little boy's cheek with her finger. "So ugly."

The child seemed to be mentally challenged. We took him away, and he didn't utter a sound the whole way; we didn't hear him cry.

He barely opened his eyes; all he did was sleep.

While she was in the mental hospital, Xu Qingcheng became pregnant with his child again.

Wen Fei sneered inwardly, "You should also taste what loss feels like."

She reached out and handed the child to a man, saying, "Take this child away, hide, and I'll contact you later."