Chapter 16 — Nanny Counts Moles

At that moment, I didn't want to care about the bloodline, didn't want to care about the torn pieces of paper, and didn't want to care about how many calculations were behind it. I just know both kids were scared. No one is allowed to take them away from me anymore. After the fire truck arrived, the fire in building number three was controlled. Tran Bach Xuyen, Dai Chi Minh and old lady Giang were all taken away. Phung Ngoc Cam, because he cooperated in saving people, was also taken into the car to give testimony. Before leaving, she glanced at Tieu Man and opened her mouth as if to apologize. I coldly blocked her sight. "Don't look at her anymore." Her eyes turned red and she bowed her head. "I know I'm not worthy." I didn't answer. Regret coming late couldn't save the words "stop counting" that she shouted when she was startled in the middle of the night. Tham Nghien stood next to the police car, his face covered in ash, his wrist still bleeding. He wants to get close to Tieu Man. Tieu Man immediately snuggled into my arms. His steps stopped, the light in his eyes dimmed. I looked at him. "Who is the third child?" His throat moved. "I only know her mother's name is Diep." "That night she gave birth prematurely, the child was temporarily taken to the monitoring room." "Then Tran Bach Xuyen told me that the child could not be saved." I asked: "Have you seen the death certificate?" Tham Nghien closed his eyes. "I've seen it once." "Who signed it?" He didn't say anything. I took a step forward. "Speak." He opened his eyes, filled with blood. "You." My hand immediately tightened. Tieu Man felt pain when I hugged him and moved slightly. I immediately relaxed, bowed my head and kissed her hair. When I raised my head, my voice was cold. "Whose death certificate did you sign?" Tham Nghien's lips turned white. "Bracelet number A0317-02." My head exploded. A0317-02 is the code listed under my name on file. It was also the hospital code that my daughter said she was wearing that day. Tham Nghien quickly explained. "At that time I didn't know." "Tran Bach Xuyen said it was just added to the system, the child had been confirmed." "He said you just returned from death's door, nothing else could happen." I looked at him, suddenly unable to laugh, nor cry. "So I signed for you to confirm that your daughter has passed away." Tham Nghien reddened his eyes and shook his head. "I thought that wasn't my child." us.” “I really don't think so.” At this time, nurse Luong was helped by the police. In her hand, she still held the cowhide-covered book. "Miss Manh." "In the book there is a hospital transfer form." "The third baby girl did not die in Nhan An." I suddenly looked at her. Nurse Luong's face turned pale. "The girl was transferred to Thanh Bac Rehabilitation Institute." "The person who signed the transfer was also Tran Bach Xuyen." 17 As soon as the name Thanh Bac Rehabilitation Institute was mentioned, Tham Nghien's whole body stiffened. I stared at his face. “You've been there before.” This wasn't a question. He was silent for two seconds and then nodded with difficulty. "A year ago I came once." "After Phung Ngoc Cam came to me with the paternity exclusion results, I went to ask Tran Bach Xuyen." "He told me to go to the rehabilitation hospital to look at a child." My fingertips grew cold little by little. "That child is An An?" Tham Nghien looked at An An. An An stood behind Tan Man, her small hand holding the hem of her shirt. She didn't understand too much but instinctively backed away. Tham Nghien's voice was hoarse. "I couldn't see her face." "She was lying on the hospital bed, her hair was shaved very short." "Tran Bach Xuyen said she was the child Giang Nghi brought home, her health was not good, the Giang family refused to take care of her, so she was brought back." "He said if you made a big deal out of it, all three families would be ruined." I resisted the urge to rush over and slap him. "So you went home, continuing to pretend like nothing happened." Tham's eyes Nghien was bloodshot. "I'm scared." "I'm scared Tieu Man will be taken away." "I'm scared too

When I found out what happened, you would collapse." I coldly looked at him. "You were so scared that you ended up leaving the two children tied up in an abandoned building." He bowed his head, unable to say another word. Tan Man walked over and put his coat on my shoulders. "Don't waste time here." "First take the children to the hospital to check for injuries, then officially take samples." I nodded. Hearing the words hospital, Tieu Man immediately hugged him. I. "I don't want to count the little dots." I was so heartbroken that even breathing hurt. "It's not about counting the little dots." "But let the doctor see if you're injured or not." "I'll be with you throughout the process." She was still scared. An An gently pulled her sleeve. "Not all doctors are bad." Tieu Man looked at her, sniffled and asked: "Have you been there many times?" An An nodded. "A lot." She said too calmly. So calm that adults don't know where to hide their faces. After arriving at the hospital, the two children were placed in the same observation room. When the doctor examined Tieu Man's scalp, the movements were very light. But as soon as the comb touched the roots of his hair, Tieu Man reflexively shrank back. I held her hand and said over and over that no one would hold her back to count anymore. After watching, the doctor's face was not very good.