The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

"Forget it, forget it. They're just kids, we can't hold grudges against them. If he says he didn't lie, then let's assume he didn't. Let's check on Xiao Xiao in the ward first."

Mrs. Song reassured generously.

Old Mrs. Song looked at Tang Yuan with some disappointment.

"You stay here and reflect on what you did wrong!"

Mrs. Song helped the trembling Old Mrs. Song to the ward.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was just wheeled out.

The anesthesia hadn't worn off yet.

She was still asleep.

Tang Yuan stood there, lonely and unnoticed.

With tears in his eyes, he thought the bad woman did everything wrong, yet nobody believed him, and his parents weren't around, nor were Baozi and Aunt Yiyi.

He suddenly felt sorrowful.

Tang Yuan walked with his head down to the hospital entrance and sat there motionless.

Suddenly someone touched his head.

Tang Yuan looked up and felt dizzy.

"Tang Yuan, Auntie will take you to a nice place, don't be sad, Auntie will take you to eat something delicious."

Fang Xiaohui gently touched his head.

Tang Yuan wanted to refuse; his mom had told him this woman wasn't good.

Mom said to always stay far away from her.

But suddenly something changed in his mind.

"Okay!"

Tang Yuan obediently nodded.

Fang Xiaohui smiled with pursed lips.

Wasn't Jiang Xiaoxiao a favored child?

Didn't she have a different fortune? Let's see if she has the ability to save her son.

Fang Xiaohui didn't notice Baozi was chasing from afar.

Half an hour later, Fang Xiaohui reappeared in Jiang Xiaoxiao's ward.

No one had noticed Fang Xiaohui had been missing for half an hour.

The two almost identical babies fascinated everyone in the ward.

One was in Old Mrs. Song's arms, and one in Fan Xiuying's. The adults couldn't stop praising them.

"These two kids look so good, look at them, they resemble Xiao Xiao, fair skin, big eyes. It's rare for twins to be born this chubby, no wonder Xiao Xiao had to have a cesarean."

Old Mrs. Song boasted, "She really suffered. Look at them, they're almost identical."

Fan Xiuying laughed, "Exactly, these two look identical, and they even look almost like Tang Yuan when he was younger. Hey, where's Tang Yuan? Why didn't he come in? He's always clamoring about wanting a sister, yet now that his little sister is here, why doesn't he come in to see her?"

They looked everywhere for Tang Yuan.

Song Moting glanced around but didn't see his son.

Old Mrs. Song sighed, "I scolded him a bit earlier, maybe he's upset with me and didn't come in. Moting, go on, call your son inside, this little guy has a stubborn streak."

Old Mrs. Song intended to give Tang Yuan a cooling-off period; despite her deep affection for the boy, she understood his personality shouldn't be endlessly indulged, allowing him to do as he pleased.

That's not good for the child.

Song Moting looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao's peaceful sleeping face and went out to find Tang Yuan.

Song Moting saw the empty corridor.

His brows furrowed!

He looked back to the ward, truly no Tang Yuan, and no Baozi.

His heart trembled.

Several past incidents made it impossible not to be cautious.

"Did anyone see Tang Yuan and Baozi?"

Song Moting asked loudly.

Old Mrs. Song was startled, "Not outside? That's impossible, they were just there."

Tang Yuan doesn't wander off, he's a very obedient child.

Others exchanged puzzled looks, and a weight settled in Song Moting's heart.

No, this isn't right.

"Tang Yuan and Baozi are missing."

Everyone was shocked.

Song Moting went to ask the physicians and nurses; those at the nurse station shook their heads, saying they hadn't noticed the children.

Three mothers had given birth today, and one suffered a severe hemorrhage, putting her life at risk, causing significant chaos, so no one paid attention to the children.

Everyone became anxious.

Old Mrs. Song was remorseful, stomping her foot and beating her chest, "It's all my fault! I shouldn't have spoken to the child like that, or left him there alone. How could I be so... Oh! What do we do now?"

Old Mrs. Song felt it was all her responsibility and took the blame.

Song Moting patted his grandmother's shoulder, "Grandma, don't say that. The child is young, we have to teach him slowly, and he doesn't understand yet. Maybe he and Baozi ran off to play. We'll look for them, and we might find them soon, don't worry too much."

Song Moting sensed something was wrong, but couldn't pinpoint it.

However, he couldn't let his grandmother worry.

Jiang Xiaoxiao wasn't awake yet.

Jiang Lao went back to search.

Everyone had to unite to find the children first; if Jiang Xiaoxiao were to wake up and learn they were missing, she might immediately collapse again.

Fan Xiuying and Old Mrs. Song stayed to look after Jiang Xiaoxiao and the two children.

The others split up to search for the children.

They divided into three groups.

One searched the hospital and its surroundings, another went to Old Sir Song's home, maybe the children went home, and the last one went to the Jiang family.

Jiang Lao went to the Jiang family to look.

Old Sir Song and Song Qingyun went to the Song home.

Song Moting and Song Qinghe searched the hospital.

...

Jiang Xiaoxiao woke up.

Jiang Xiaoxiao knew she was strong, and nothing serious would happen. Anyway, before the cesarean section, she snuck some peach juice.

She opened her eyes to see Fan Xiuying with red eyes.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao sensed something was off instinctively.

Fan Xiuying wiped her eyes, "It's good you're awake; Mom was worried sick. You've slept for hours, and I was genuinely afraid you wouldn't wake up, considering the kids are so young."

Fan Xiuying hastily made an excuse, luckily Jiang Xiaoxiao had just woken up, and the anesthesia hadn't fully worn off.

Noticing that what Fan Xiuying said didn't seem logical, she wasn't giving birth for the first time, and Fan Xiuying should know how anesthesia works, after her brother's surgery, the anesthesia took hours to wear off too.

So how could she worry about this?

Old Mrs. Song heard Jiang Xiaoxiao was awake, her eyes were red too.

She looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao with guilt and unease, but couldn't say a word.

Jiang Xiaoxiao had just woken up, and the news of the two missing children couldn't be shared with her; who knows what might happen if she heard.

This was everyone's consensus; earlier, Song Moting and the others returned from their searches.

The collective news was the two kids hadn't been found.

The two kids hadn't gone to the Song or Jiang families, and the hospital surroundings had been thoroughly searched, but there was no trace.

Song Moting's heart sank; given the current situation, they had prepared for the worst.

Something likely happened to the children.

Old Sir Song already made a call.

The police had started to dispatch for a search.

Because it involved the Song family's grandsons, this was no ordinary matter.