Su Qianxun was stunned. "How could this be? That year, I checked many times and even hugged him. But…"
Suspicion was etched on her face and a sense of bewilderment gushed up within her.
Why was her child not breathing when she hugged him? And yet he was still breathing when Lu Yanzhi found him?
That meant the child she hugged was not hers. But then, whose child was it then? The medical advancement in that village was far behind times at that point, and a few more pregnant women were around to give birth as well. Her stomach tossed and turned in pain for two days before she went into labor.
After she gave birth, she was already worn out that her whole body had collapsed in exhaustion. She was so tired. While in a daze, she heard a baby's cry echoing in the delivery room and felt the nanny put the baby beside her.