My Mother-in-Law Secretly Sold My Son's Formula

My eight-month-old son kept convulsing in my arms, his lips turning purple.

The emergency room lights stabbed painfully into my eyes.

The doctor cut open Xiaotuanzi's clothes. When he saw the bruises covering the baby's belly, his expression changed drastically.

"These bruises weren't caused by bumps or falls. They're symptoms of long-term poisoning."

My mind went blank with a buzz.

Poisoning?

Every day before work, I measured out Xiaotuanzi's baby food and formula and explained everything clearly.

The only person who had access to him was my mother-in-law.