Chapter 1 — Grandma Reincarnated

In my previous life, my niece was stolen on the second day after she was born. My daughter-in-law went crazy, searched for her for half a year, and finally jumped from the balcony. My son drank to death on the street. In this life, I don't trust anyone. The head nurse said she wanted to take the baby for a checkup, so I stood up to block in front of the stroller. "What checkup? Which department? Where is the protocol form? Has the main treating doctor signed?" She was stunned, saying it was a normal hearing test. "For a normal checkup, why does the head nurse have to personally come and carry it?" "I don't trust anyone. Bring the form here, I'll take the baby with you myself. Otherwise, it's off the table." She stiffened on the spot. The day my niece was born, I held that wrinkled little thing, my hands shaking. My daughter-in-law, Tham Nam, lying on the birthing bed, her lips white, smiled at me. "The commercial building in the south of the city, twelve floors, all transferred to her daughter." My son, Tran Viet, bowed his head and kissed her forehead. "The land that was auctioned last year, the capital contribution share also belongs to you." "The money I earn, it's all for you and me." Tham Nam said: "Please calm down." I can't say it quietly, brother. fun. The next day, my niece went missing. Tham Nam went crazy, searched for his child for half a year, and finally jumped from the balcony. Tran Viet drank until he died on the street. Before he died, he still remembered the baby's cry. In this life, I just want my children and the baby to live well. That whole day, I didn't let anyone touch my niece. The nurse came to take my temperature, I stood next to it and stared. But when head nurse Trieu Man pushed open the door and walked in, smiling and saying she wanted to take the baby for a newborn hearing test, my back was immediately drenched in sweat. "Mrs. Tran, it's time for the baby to have a hearing test. I'll carry the baby to the third floor testing room, and I'll bring him back half an hour later." She wore a mask, revealing only her gentle eyes. The nurse next to me also nodded: "Head nurse Trieu personally did the check, very experienced." I stood up and stood in front of the stroller. "What check? Is there a protocol sheet? Has the main treating doctor signed? What protocol requires the head nurse to personally carry it?" Trieu Man was a bit stunned. "Mrs. Tran, don't be nervous, this is a normal item..." "I asked if you have a protocol sheet." I interrupted her. I took out my phone from the nightstand drawer and turned on the recording. "Please repeat once, who told you to come, which items to check, which examination room to go to, what's the doctor's name? I have to videotape the entire process." Trieu Man's eyes above the mask curved up, flashing a trace of self-pity. "Mrs. Tran, you're too stressed, newborn checkups are all arranged uniformly by the hospital. Our hospital has been open for more than ten years." Well, it never happened." "I don't care if it happens to other people or not." I picked up the diaper and my niece was sleeping soundly, her small face wrinkled. "I only care about my niece. Please bring the procedure sheet here, I will carry the baby with you to the examination room." Trieu Man's smile stiffened for a moment. "Mrs. Tran, don't you believe me?" "It's not that I don't believe you." I stared into her eyes. “It's that I don't trust anyone.” The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds. Trieu Man took a step back, smiled and said: "Then wait a moment, I'll go get the voucher." She turned and left. The moment the door closed, I lowered my head to look at my niece in my arms, then looked at Tham Nam sleeping on the hospital bed. I still remember the way she cried until her eyes bled in her previous life. In this life, no son of a bitch will ever touch a finger of my niece. All day long, I hugged my niece and never let go. Feeding, changing diapers, burping, it's all done by me.

Tham Nam woke up, saw me holding the baby sitting on the sofa, his eyes turned red. "Mom, you haven't slept in three days." "Not sleepy." I said. She reached out to touch my face, her fingers were cold. "Mom's face is very bad, I'm afraid you can't stand it." "Mom, I can stand it." I held her hand, my voice a bit hoarse. "You and the baby are both still here, I can handle it." Tran Viet came back from buying dinner outside, pushed open the door and saw me holding my niece sitting on the sofa, a bit stunned. "Mom, go to sleep for a while." "I'm not sleepy." He didn't advise me anymore. You understand me so well, I have decided what ten buffaloes cannot pull back. At night, I pushed the stroller to my bed and locked the hospital room door. The camera is on, the phone is connected to the vibrating bracelet, any movement will wake me up. At two o'clock in the morning, I really couldn't stand it anymore, my eyelids were fighting. I don't know how long it took, Tham Nam's scream woke me up. "Mom! My daughter is gone!" I jumped up, the stroller was empty. Tham Nam stood next to the bed, his face pale, his lips trembling. She lifted the blanket and wanted to get out of bed. Her feet hadn't touched the ground yet and her body was already limp. I quickly caught her, my fingers shaking. "Don't rush, lie down first." It was the same in my previous life. The same empty bed, the same despair. Tham Nam jumped from the building, Tran Viet died in the gutter. I stood there, my legs weak. Tham Nam squatted down and cried, the cry was buried in his arms. "It's me who didn't look after me carefully..." "It's not me..." I squatted down and held her hand. "Look at mom." She didn't raise her head. "Tieu Nam, look at mom." She suddenly raised her head, tears covering her face. "I'm calling the police." "Call." I took out my phone, first called the hospital office to request a blockade of the building, then called the police. Tran Viet stood up, turned around and walked out. "Dinh Tham!" I called him. His steps stopped, he didn't turn around, his voice seemed to be forced out from between his teeth. "I'm going to look for you." After saying that, he rushed out. Tham Nam sat on the bed, hugging his knees, his face buried in his arms. The hospital room door is not closed. More and more people gathered in the hallway. Nurses, doctors, family members of other hospital rooms. Someone poked their head in and looked inside. Seeing the empty stroller, they took a cold breath. "Is the baby really gone?" "What a karma, it's only been a few days since he was born." "What kind of parent is that?" "What's the use of having money, you can't even take care of your child." Tham Nam's shoulders began to tremble. She heard it. I stood up and walked to the door, closing it halfway. There were still people stretching their necks to look inside. A middle-aged woman stood in the hallway with her arms crossed, saying: "You can lose such a big baby, is it your biological child?" Another person chimed in: "I probably don't care, he looks so handsome, but even a child can't stand it." I turned my head to look at Tham Nam. She hugged her knees, buried her face deeper, her shoulders trembling. The previous life was the same. After the child went missing, people everywhere said the same thing. "Even the child can't take care of it." "What kind of grandmother is that?" "It's worth it." I pushed open the door of the hospital room and went out. The hallway was silent for a moment. The middle-aged woman was still saying: "Oh, I see, what do you want to do..." I looked at her. "What did you say just now?" She took a step back. "What did I say, I said..." "Say it again." She didn't dare to open her mouth again. A man next to me continued: "People just care, what's with your attitude..." I turned to look at him. "My niece is missing, what do you care about?" He opened his mouth, unable to say a word. Policeman Tran led people in and pulled the security line. "Mrs. Tran, we're here." I nodded. "Camera." The security guard opened it, four thirty in the morning, the screen was filled with snow, more than ten seconds. "The baby didn't come out."

building." Officer Tran said. "Search." The people under his command began to search. Patient rooms, warehouses, food distribution rooms, operating rooms, restrooms. One room at a time. The onlookers in the hallway had not yet dispersed. Someone muttered in a low voice. "The camera is also broken, I probably won't be able to find it again." "The baby is so small, he must have run away if he carried it away." "This grandmother is also really heartless." Tham Nam sat in the hospital room, one door away and could still hear it. She didn't cry out loud anymore. Scaryly quiet. I stood outside in the hallway waiting. Police officer Tran ran over, shaking his head. He ran over again, shaking his head. In the hallway, someone laughed coldly. "What did I say? I can't find it, right?" I turned my head to look over. The other person retreated into the crowd. Officer Tran walked over and lowered his voice. "Mrs. Tran, all the rooms have been searched, there's no one." "The camera couldn't film the baby going out." "So the baby is still in the building, it can't disappear into thin air." It was the same in the previous life. The camera was noisy in the snow. When I asked the nurse, I didn't know, the baby had disappeared from the world. Tham Nam didn't eat for three days and was so thin that he was just skin and bones. Then she said, if she didn't find the baby, she wouldn't be able to live anymore. I leaned against the wall, sweat running down my neck. My head is a mess in my head. Legs are soft. Officer Tran's men searched each room, shaking their heads each time. I clenched my fist, my nails digging into my palm. Then I saw Trieu Man. She stood behind the nurse's counter, wearing a neat white uniform, holding a glass of water in her hand. Like the others, she looked this way. There was no expression on his face, quiet. I suddenly remembered yesterday. She said she wanted to take the baby for a hearing test, but I stopped her. I asked a few more questions about the process, and she immediately left. After that, never looked back again. But at that time, at that moment, why was she the first person to come and hold the baby? With so many people around, why was only a head nurse like her personally coming to the door? "Trieu Man." I heard myself calling her. She raised her head, her eyes met mine. I go. The nurse's station is only a few steps away from the patient's room, but I walk very slowly. She took a half step back. "Mrs. Tran..." "Where is my niece?" "What?" "Where is my niece?" I grabbed the collar of her white blouse and pulled her forward. The glass of water fell from her hand and shattered on the ground. "Give me back the baby." "Mrs. Tran! What are you doing?" Her face turned white, she struggled backwards. The two nurses next to her rushed to pull me. "Mrs. Tran, let go!" "On what basis do you hit someone?" I didn't let go. "Did you want to carry the baby for a checkup yesterday?" "I, I just followed the procedure..." "After I asked, you left, and then didn't come again." "It's because you didn't let me carry you..." "As soon as you left, my niece passed away." tick.” Her hand grabbed my wrist, her nails scratching me. “I don't! I didn't do anything!" The police rushed forward. Officer Tran grabbed my arm from behind, pulling me back. "Mrs. Tran, let go!" I was pulled back two steps by him. Trieu Man leaned against the nurse's counter, her white blouse collar wrinkled into a lump. She gasped, her eyes turned red. "I didn't do anything..." Her voice began to tremble. "I'm just an ordinary nurse, yesterday I came to ask a question, if you don't let me carry you, I will go..." "What does the missing child have to do with me..." A nurse next to her patted her back. "Head nurse Trieu was always in the room yesterday, we can all testify." Another person said: "Mrs. Tran, you can't just slander someone without reason."