Mr. Li, my wife doesn’t want to remarry and secretly gives birth to a baby.

Li Qinghe sniffed and continued...

“It happened very suddenly. I only heard about the whole story from my dad.”

“I… I just found out… about what happened between my aunt and uncle back then. I always thought my uncle died of illness. I never imagined it was related to my aunt…”

"Then... Grandpa also found out about what happened to my aunt back then."

"Oh right, she's my aunt's sister, I think she's Luo Yubai's mother. She told Grandpa."

"Grandpa was so angry when he found out about this that he fell ill."

“My dad said that my grandfather was very agitated and said he wanted to take my aunt to the police station, saying she was a murderer…”

“When I rushed home, the two of them were arguing, and then my aunt was agitated.”

"Just, just..."

At this point, Li Qinghe stammered, as if her tongue was burning and she didn't know how to begin.

Jiang Tong, who was far away in Shenzhen, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan!

"What's wrong?! Tell me already!"

"My aunt cut her wrists..."

"My older brother has fallen ill..."

Jiang Tong felt as if her heart was being torn apart.

It felt like someone had ripped her heart apart; it hurt so much.

The night before last, she spoke with Li Jingchen on the phone. He said everything was fine at home and that she shouldn't worry.

I never expected something this big to happen!

Without saying a word, she put down all her work and immediately took the fastest flight back to Nandi.

Throughout the journey, Li Qinghe's words filled Jiang Tong with panic.

Li Qinghe felt that it would be better for Jiang Tong to stay by Li Jingchen's side at this time.

Jiang Tong endured the most agonizing hours.

Upon returning to Nandi, she didn't even return her luggage; she immediately had her driver take her to the hospital.

In the ward, Li Jingchen was stunned when he saw Jiang Tong suddenly push open the door.

He then struggled to get up.

"Why are you back?"

"I know it all."

Jiang Tong saw that he had fallen ill, probably because he had suffered too much. She held his cold fingers.

The man's hands had always been warm and strong; when had they ever been so cold? They were chilling her to the bone.

"I'll stay with you."

She gripped his hand tightly.

"Don't cry." Li Jingchen slowly raised his other hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm already sick, you can't afford to get sick too."

"I'm fine, I..." Jiang Tong choked up, feeling extremely distressed to see him like this.

"Don't cry, sweetie," Li Jingchen comforted her, his voice hoarse. "Your body is already weak."

Jiang Tong shook her head, "You don't need to worry about me. I just went to see Grandpa, and I comforted him. He's feeling much better now, so you don't need to worry about him. You should get some rest. As for your mother, I..."

Jiang Tong hadn't finished speaking.

Hear the noise outside.

She released Li Jingchen's hand and strode out abruptly, saying, "I'm going to check on your mother. Wait for me."

Li Jingchen wanted to call out to her, but he was too weak.

Jiang Tong overheard from outside that Zheng Yan seemed to have been saved.

I stopped a doctor to ask, and he confirmed that she had indeed been saved, thankfully with minimal blood loss.

Jiang Tong breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Qinghe walked over from the side and hurriedly said, "Sister-in-law, my aunt has been saved!"

Jiang Tong nodded, "I just heard it from the doctor, that's great!"

Li Qinghe was also happy and patted her chest, saying, "Go and talk to my older brother. I'll take care of things here."

"it is good."

Jiang Tong rushed over to tell Li Jingchen the good news as soon as possible.

"Your mother has been saved, don't worry."

Li Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief, as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

His brow relaxed. "Alright. Go back now."

"I'll take care of you here."

Jiang Tong sat on the edge of the bed.

The phone rang. Li Jingchen glanced at the table; it was his phone ringing.

It was Jiang Mingyang who called.

"My son probably asked me why I haven't gone home yet. I promised to do my craft homework with him today."

Jiang Tong said, "Then I'll take it. I'll talk to Mianyang."

As expected, Jiang Mingyang asked Li Jingchen.

The little guy was puzzled when he heard Jiang Tong's voice.

"Mom, is that you, Mom? Why is Chestnut's phone with you?"

"Sheep, your dad is going on a business trip later, and I'm handing over my work to him."

"Mom, you're back!"

"Yes, I'm at the hospital now."

"Mom, why are you in the hospital? Are you sick?"

Li Jingchen looked up at Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong continued, "It's not me who's sick, it's your grandma. I'll have the driver pick you up so you can come see her, okay?"

hang up the phone.

Li Jingchen told Jiang Tong that the child didn't need to come over.

Li Jingchen tried to get out of bed, but Jiang Tong held his hand down.

"Take care of yourself first, I'll take care of everything else. As for your mother, have Sheep check on her and bring her some food. She just woke up, she must be very weak."

"I'll go downstairs to pick up Sheep in a bit, let him see your mother and then I'll send him away."

Li Jingchen sighed, "I'm really alright now..."

Jiang Tong was even more stubborn than him, "Can't you listen to me just this once? Do you really have to work yourself to the bone?"

Holding his hand, she lowered her head and kissed Li Jingchen's forehead.

Li Jingchen stared at Jiang Tong.

Finally, it stopped moving around.

A short while later, Jiang Mingyang arrived.

Jiang Tong walked over and said, "Son, your grandma is sick. Could you take this bowl of millet porridge to her and tell her you hope she gets better soon, okay?"

Jiang Mingyang nodded and did as instructed.

Jiang Tong stood at the door, watching.

Jiang Mingyang obediently walked up to Zheng Yan with the porridge in his hand, "Grandma..."

Hearing the child's voice, Zheng Yan slowly turned around.

"Grandma, Mom sent me to see you. Are you sick? Grandma, you need to get better soon."

Through the child's small figure, Zheng Yan saw Jiang Tong leaning against the doorway.

She moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

Jiang Mingyang held the porridge in his two little hands, remaining motionless.

After a long while, Zheng Yan moved her pale lips and said, "Leave it there, Yangyang. Grandma will drink it in a bit."

Jiang Mingyang nodded and placed the rice porridge on the table. "Grandma, you must drink it while it's hot, and get well soon."

After saying that, Jiang Mingyang walked out.

Before leaving, he tucked the blanket around Zheng Yan.

"Mom, I told Grandma."

Jiang Tong patted your child's head, "Thank you, son, I'm so glad I have you."

“Your grandma is sick, and I have to stay here to take care of her. I’ll have the driver take you home. Go back and go to bed early with your brothers tonight.”

"I won't be going back tonight."

Jiang Mingyang asked, "Mom, where's Dad?"

"Your father is already away on a business trip."

Jiang Mingyang nodded and made two "oh" sounds.

Jiang Tong took the child's hand and led him downstairs before taking off his mask.

"There are a lot of viruses in the hospital, so please wash your hands when you get back, okay? I'm going back tomorrow."