He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

Zhao Man waved her hands frantically, replying urgently, "No, no, no, child, don't get agitated, let Mom explain..."

Song Jiachen didn't speak. He just stared at her coldly, waiting for his mother to continue.

Zhao Man took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner turmoil, but her slightly trembling hand hanging in the air betrayed her nervousness.

Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she slowly asked, "You just said you saw your father?"

Song Jiachen nodded.

Zhao Man pressed further, "Didn't you go to see your sister? How did you end up seeing your father?"

“My dad is also at the Second Affiliated Hospital, and so is my grandma.”

Thinking about the old lady and his father's attitude towards him, Song Jiachen felt sad.

Zhao Man froze on the spot upon hearing Song Jiachen's words.

Second Medical School?

She had just returned from the Second Affiliated Hospital and had even consulted the hospital, which said that Song Jinguo was not at their hospital.

Did the hospital lie to her?

Thinking of this, Zhao Man's face grew even paler.

Zhao Man bit her lip tightly, trying her best to control the surging emotions in her heart, but her slightly trembling lips still betrayed her true state of mind at this moment.

However, she finally forced a smile and slowly asked, "How did you know your father works at the Second Affiliated Hospital?"

“My sister took me there. My dad has woken up now.”

When Song Jiachen uttered those words, Zhao Man was completely stunned, as if struck by lightning.

After a long while, she finally snapped out of her daze and stammered, "What...what did you say? Your father really woke up? How...how is this possible?"

Song Jiachen nodded heavily.

Zhao Man could no longer hold back. She reached out and grabbed Song Jiachen's wrist tightly, shouting in a panic, "Tell me quickly, which ward is your father in? Tell your mother right now!"

Faced with his mother's sudden action, Song Jiachen was clearly caught off guard. He paused for a moment before replying softly, "I didn't notice Dad's room number."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Man became extremely anxious: "Do you remember which floor your father lived on?"

Song Jiachen looked at his mother warily: "Why are you asking this?"

"You said your father woke up, and your mother wants to see him."

Upon hearing this, Song Jiachen sneered and mocked, "See? All these years, have you really cared about my father?"

Zhao Man sensed the sarcasm in her son's words, but she tried her best to suppress the surging emotions in her heart and forced a smile as she said, "Jiachen, Mom doesn't know why your father said those things to you, but Mom believes there must be a misunderstanding."

Song Jiachen looked at Zhao Man with suspicion, his brows furrowed, and asked, "A misunderstanding?"

Zhao Man nodded without hesitation and replied, "That's right, it's a misunderstanding, Jia Chen, you must believe your mother."

However, Song Jiachen fell into deep thought and began to hesitate.

Could it really be just a misunderstanding between my parents, as my mother said?

If that's the case, then the family of three can still live as harmoniously and happily as before.

Thinking of this, Song Jiachen couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

Seeing her son remain silent, Zhao Man quickly pressed on, saying, "Jiachen, let's go and explain things to your father now. Is there something he's misunderstood?"

Song Jiachen hesitated for a moment, then gently shook his head and replied, "Mom, I didn't notice which ward Dad was in at the time. I'm afraid I'll have to ask my sister to find out."

"Should I call her right now and ask?"

As he spoke, he quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket, preparing to dial his sister Song Zhi's number.

Just then, Zhao Man suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Jiachen's hand, which was about to press the call button. Her movements were somewhat hasty and urgent.

Song Jiachen stared at his mother with a puzzled look, his brows furrowed slightly, and asked softly, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Zhao Man's eyes flickered, as if she was trying to hide something, and she quickly said, "Don't call your sister!"

Song Jiachen became increasingly confused and pressed for an answer: "Why? How am I supposed to know which ward Dad is in if you don't call my sister?"

Zhao Man's eyes darted away unconsciously, and her voice lowered slightly: "I don't want your sister to know about this."

Upon hearing this, Song Jiachen stared intently at Zhao Man, as if trying to see through her appearance to her true thoughts, and asked seriously, "Why?"

Zhao Man took a deep breath, composed herself, and explained, "Your sister hasn't been feeling well lately, and she'll inevitably worry if she finds out about this. Besides, we can handle this little thing ourselves, so there's no need for her to know, right?"

Song Jiachen pondered for a moment and felt that his mother's words made sense. He nodded in agreement, but then looked troubled and scratched his head in distress. He said helplessly, "But the problem is, I have no idea which ward Dad is in now."

Zhao Man quickly reassured her son, "You just came back from the hospital, so you should remember which building your dad is in, right? We'll go there directly later, and then we can ask the nurses for the specific room number."

Upon hearing this, Song Jiachen frowned slightly. After a moment, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Hmm."

Upon seeing this, Zhao Man's slightly tense expression was instantly replaced by excitement.

She exclaimed excitedly, "Great! Let's go find your father right now and explain everything to him!"

However, Song Jiachen gently shook his head and calmly replied, "No, my stomach is growling with hunger. Let me eat something to fill my stomach first."

After saying that, he walked towards the living room.

Zhao Man was clearly surprised by this reply and stood there stunned.

But she quickly came to her senses, hurriedly caught up with Song Jiachen, and comforted him with a smile, "Okay, okay, let's eat first. Look how thin you've become these past few days. Mom has to make you something delicious to help you recover."

Song Jiachen did not respond to his mother's words. He simply walked into the living room, plopped down on the sofa, and picked up the remote control to turn on the TV.

Zhao Man ran to the kitchen, and hesitated slightly when she saw the dishes that were already half-cooked.

Immediately afterwards, as if she had suddenly remembered something, she quickly took out her phone from her pocket, found Zhao Bin's contact information in her address book, and sent him a message.

Zhao Man tapped rapidly on her phone screen, sending a message to Chen Bin: "Brother Bin, have you gone back yet?"