The fake daughter was not exposed today

Why is that piano sound exactly the same as Xixi's?

Jiang Fu continued to play.

Young birds are singing by the forest and lake, and the sun is rising above the tower in the royal city... The transition is from bright to slow, and from long notes to tremolos.

The song is over.

Jiang Yiran pushed the door open and walked in, staring at the woman who had put down the piano. His mind was in a daze, as if his thinking had been slowed down by a high fever. He stared at the sunglasses, as if he could see a pair of gentle and melancholy eyes under them.

"It's okay, old lady. I'll go first." Jiang Fu walked past her, squeezed past the relatives of the Shen family, and got on the elevator.

Everyone in the Shen family stayed where they were, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"What does she mean? Is that the end? The old lady is clearly not awake yet!" One of them was indignant.

"Miss Jiang is ignorant. Why didn't you stop her? Could it be that this woman is incompetent and wants to evade responsibility?"

The Shen family was about to stop the person, but the next second, a faint sound came from the bed.

"water……"

"Mom!" The eldest of the Shen family hurried to the bedside, "Are you awake?"

"My throat is very dry. Bring me some water." Old Madam Shen moved her hands.

Her voice sounded a little weak, but she knew that her old bones were recovering rapidly, like a machine with its internal parts replaced.

"Grandma, are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Shen Qingyue walked in and looked nervously at the old woman on the bed.

"I'm fine, I'm sorry to have worried you. By the way, how is Yilan?" The old man patted the back of her hand.

Hearing this name, everyone present fell silent.

"Is something wrong with her?"

Shen Qingyue asked anxiously, "Grandma, she put you in the hospital, and you're still on her side?"

The old lady also sensed the strangeness in the atmosphere and said helplessly, "I can't explain it right now. Wait until I understand the current situation, then I can tell you."

She mentioned this name only because she had just heard a familiar piano sound.

"Madam, would it be convenient for us to check you out?" Doctor Zhuang came over.

He was also somewhat curious about the result.

He personally supervised Madam Shen's surgery and was well aware that with current medical standards, the probability of her waking up was very low. But a miracle happened.

"Okay." Old Madam Shen stretched out her hand and motioned everyone to help her get out of bed.

She felt her body was more relaxed than ever before, as if she was not sick but had regained her youth.

Doctor Zhuang looked at the old man's physical data silently, feeling somewhat suspicious. Could it be that Miss Pu also had a channel to obtain those preparations?

upstairs.

Jiang Fu came out of the elevator and saw someone waiting for her.

"You play the piano well."

"Thank you for the compliment. Here's what I'm going to give it back to you." She handed over the violin.

"Yeah." He took the piano and turned to leave.

Jiang Fu followed, "Can I go see your friend?"

"Why?" There was a hint of impatience in his eyes, as if he didn't want to bother with her any longer.

"I care about you. I care about you." She took his arm and moved closer. "You've always been helping me, but you haven't asked for anything from me. It's strange."

My mother once said that love is not a one-sided giving or taking, but a process of mutual communication.

"What's so strange—it hurts!"

Shan Zhe could feel someone twisting the flesh of his arm.

"I know there are many things you are hiding from me that you don't want to tell me, but you should be clear about my personality and abilities. Even if you don't tell me, I have a hundred ways to find out. By then, you will have to speak up even if you want to keep quiet. Okay?" Jiang Fu took off his sunglasses and his eyes met his.

She is not always so good-tempered.

If Shanzhe treated her like a donkey and prevented her from chewing the carrot dangling before her, she promised that she would throw him into the mud.

"If you knew what I'm doing, you'd probably think I'm crazy." He wasn't intimidated by her at all. After a moment's thought, he pinched her face and said, "I'll give you a little glimpse into my heart. Remember to check the news these few days."

He knew very well that Jiang Fu was so smart that she would be able to guess the answer quickly. If she knew how crazy he was, she might become like Pu Qiubai, who got angry when she saw him.

"Can't you just say it straight?"

"Hazy beauty, understand? Hazy beauty."

"I'll trust you this last time." Jiang Fu let go of his hand, "Remember to send me a message."

After the people left, Shan Zhe rubbed his arm and recalled the look in their eyes just now.

"No matter how many times I try, it's always like this..."

After a full set of examinations, everyone was shocked by the results.

Three hours ago, Mrs. Shen was still lying on the hospital bed, her life hanging by a thread. But now she is in much better condition and can even be discharged from the hospital to dance square dance.

But Doctor Zhuang’s brows were always furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Teacher, do you think there is something wrong with the physical examination results?" Shen Qingyue was also a little worried.

Although grandma's condition has basically improved now, I am afraid that Pu or something has drained the old lady's subsequent health, creating the miracle of complete recovery.

Zhuang Shichang quickly walked to Jiang Yiran's side and asked in a low voice, "Miss Jiang, what is the origin of your friend?"

Jiang Yiran fell silent.

To be honest, Pu Qiuyue had helped her several times, but she didn't know anything about her. She only knew that she did things out of interest.

She regarded Pu Qiuyue as a friend, but never understood her.

After thinking for a moment, she took out the card and handed it over, "This is her business card."

Doctor Zhuang took the business card, stared at the name and emblem, and said nothing.

Same surname, should be a daughter... She is related to that person, so it's no surprise that she can get those magical medicines.

"What's wrong with her?"

"I met a legendary lady a few years ago. This should be her daughter."

Jiang Yiran pricked up his ears. "Who?"

"The Black Madonna, that's what people who aren't familiar with her call her. Ask around in the more crowded areas of Yancheng; those who roamed the streets in the early years are all familiar with the name," Doctor Zhuang explained. "I only met her once by chance. I only remember her as a well-dressed woman wearing a black veiled hat, holding the hand of a beautiful little girl in a white dress, as pretty as an angel."

The description sounds quite pretentious, but I don’t know how much real power it has.

Jiang Yiran silently memorized the name and planned to find time to ask Xie Zhen, maybe he could get some information.

evening.

Ling family.

Old Master Ling was watering the flowers in the yard. When he heard the news, his expression remained calm. "The old lady of the Shen family has woken up? That's good news."

"Brother, aren't you afraid that the Jiang and Shen families will renew their marriage?"

"How can we worry about the children's affairs? Besides, Zhichen already has a family, and Yuheng is not suitable for early marriage in the entertainment industry. Mujiang..."

He didn't say anything else. His old eyes were fixed on the branches that suddenly grew in front of him, and he took the scissors.

"Our Ling family has raised him for so many years, and now he is old enough."