Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

"You...what did you say?"

Song Lingge had considered this possibility.

The unusual behavior of Song Jianping and Zhou Songmei in the tiered conference room made this thought flash through her mind.

However, she couldn't believe it.

Something seems off.

Song Lingge's head suddenly started to hurt.

Noticing something was wrong with her, Song Jianping asked anxiously, "Lingge? Lingge? What's wrong?"

When Song Lingge woke up again, all around her was a vast expanse of white.

When her eyes focused, she realized she was in the hospital.

It took her quite a while for the memories to flash through her mind like a revolving lantern.

She didn't understand why she had fainted. She looked around and found that only Lin Xiuzhi was in the ward.

"Grandma..." Song Lingge called out, but found her throat dry and a little hoarse.

Upon hearing the sound, Lin Xiuzhi quickly went to the bedside: "Good child, you're awake? Is anything bothering you?"

Song Lingge shook her head, coughed twice, and tried to say, "I want to drink water."

Lin Xiuzhi poured some hot water from the thermos for her and slowly blew on it.

After a while, he held it to Song Lingge's lips: "It might still be a little hot, drink it slowly."

Song Lingge struggled to get up, wanting to take the drink herself.

After drinking a glass of warm water, her throat wasn't so dry anymore, and she finally asked, "How did I end up in the hospital?"

Lin Xiuzhi misunderstood Song Lingge's meaning, thinking that she was worried about her health.

So he sat on the edge of the bed, lovingly smoothed her hair, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, it's nothing serious. You've just been too tired lately, and your body can't take it anymore. You're lacking nutrition."

Song Lingge nodded, then shook her head: "Who brought me to the hospital?"

Lin Xiuzhi then looked at the door and, finding no one there, said, "Your father brought it. He said you were chatting with him at home when you suddenly fainted. He took you to the hospital for a checkup, and they said there was nothing seriously wrong, just that you were too tired."

"Where is he? And what about Grandpa? Why are you all alone here?"

“After your grandfather went to handle the discharge procedures, your father called us to let us know. He was probably afraid of seeing us, so when we arrived at the hospital, we didn’t see him.”

Song Lingge is just a little tired and can rest at home, so she doesn't need to be hospitalized.

However, what Song Jianping did was really incompetent. How could he run home and leave the two elderly people, Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi, to take care of the younger generation?

"Grandma, I'm so sorry!" Song Lingge said, holding Lin Xiuzhi's hand with some guilt.

Lin Xiuzhi patted her little face and said reproachfully, "Why are you talking about this when we're family? Isn't it only natural for us to take care of you?"

Song Lingge leaned on Lin Xiuzhi's shoulder and said coquettishly, "It's not right! You should enjoy yourselves now."

When Zhao Zhangguo returned, this heartwarming scene came into view.

"Hey! Whispering to each other?"

Song Lingge and Lin Xiuzhi turned around at the same time and saw Zhao Zhangguo. Lin Xiuzhi got up to take the things.

"Where have you been? We were just about to go look for you, you old codger! You're so slow and indecisive."

Lin Xiuzhi feels uncomfortable if she doesn't complain about Zhao Zhangguo for a day.

Zhao Zhangguo shook the takeout box in his hand, not angry at all, and explained with a smile, "I went to buy some porridge. Lingge will drink it first and then come home with us. That way she'll have energy, right?"

Lin Xiuzhi glanced at the many takeout boxes and rolled her eyes at him: "Don't think I don't know what you mean. Can Lingge eat all of this by herself? Isn't it just that you want to eat it and you're making up an excuse?"

Zhao Zhangguo's health is not as good as before, so the elderly couple eats a light diet at home.

For Zhao Zhangguo, who enjoys strong flavors, this was truly unbearable.

Having finally managed to go out, one naturally wants to rack their brains to find a good meal outside.

"Grandma, I can't eat by myself if you're watching me! Grandpa is just being considerate. I like eating with you all." Song Lingge naturally wanted to help Zhao Zhangguo out of this predicament.

"Okay, okay, anyway, I won't be the one with an upset stomach."

"Then eat a little less. Your stomach won't be upset. A family meal is more enjoyable."

“That’s right, that’s right. After dinner, we can go for a walk to digest and then slowly head home.” Zhao Zhangguo quietly gave Song Lingge a thumbs up.

His little tricks didn't escape Lin Xiuzhi's notice, but she turned a blind eye to them.

Proper relaxation is beneficial to physical and mental health.

The three of them ate a simple meal at the small table on the hospital bed.

"This was so delicious! The taste was great." Zhao Zhangguo exclaimed with satisfaction after finishing his meal.

As Lin Xiuzhi cleared away the dishes, she said, "Is it because you think my cooking isn't good enough?"

Zhao Zhangguo immediately became alert and said obsequiously, "How could that be? It's just that we haven't eaten out in a long time, so we wanted to try something different! If you really want to know, of course my wife's cooking is the best. Look at this porridge, it's not thick enough!"

Lin Xiuzhi was too lazy to argue with him. After packing her things, she touched Song Lingge's forehead again.

Song Lingge sat obediently, but said, "Grandma, I don't have a fever. Besides, I slept for so long and ate something, so I'm full of energy again!"

She raised her arm, trying to show off her barely visible biceps.

Lin Xiuzhi was amused by her actions and gently slapped her.

"Don't be silly, kid. Let's rest a bit more and then go home. Tell me if you're feeling unwell!"

"When you get back, tell us in detail about your trip to Hele Manor! How did you suddenly faint?" Zhao Zhangguo added.

A knot suddenly formed in Song Lingge's heart.

It seems I'll have to think carefully about how to answer this on my way home.

She didn't plan to tell her parents everything about her conversation with Song Jianping; there was no need for them to worry.

It's better to wait until she's resolved things before telling them, as this can avoid a lot of trouble.

Furthermore, Song Lingge felt a strange sense of familiarity when she suddenly had a headache at the Song family home.

That kind of pain seemed familiar, as if I had experienced it before.

However, she couldn't make the connection at first.

Furthermore, was Song Jianping's last sentence spoken in anger, or was it simply the truth that came out without his notion?

If Zhao Jueyu was indeed accidentally pushed down by him, could Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi bear such a truth?

Song Jianping's claim that he accidentally pushed it down is just his personal opinion.

Whether it was an accident or premeditated, who can say for sure?

In short, there are still too many questions that need to be answered, and Song Lingge cannot bring these questions back to the Zhao family and cause the two elderly people to worry.

And that inexplicably familiar pain came on so strangely.