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Yan Dongsheng had been maintaining silence, quietly sitting on the other side of the hospital bed, gripping his wife’s pale, little hand tightly, not knowing since when he had become increasingly unfamiliar with his wife’s face.
Now, as Qi Chunlan lay unconscious from her injuries, he finally had the opportunity to gaze intently at her features—realizing that time had spared no one; both he and his wife had grown old.
Dad had aged.
And the children had all grown up, each one shouldering their destined missions.
Some things, once done, wrong, cannot be changed or made right.
Putting himself in the other’s shoes, Yan Dongsheng had a deep understanding of his son-in-law’s inner conflict: regarding Qi Chunlan, his mother-in-law, he would feel the same reluctance to acknowledge her.
It’s just that he and Xie Jingchen stood on different grounds.
To Xie Jingchen and Zhang Shanni, Qi Chunlan was merely a relative by blood who was a stranger to them.
But for Yan Dongsheng, Qi Chunlan was an irreplaceable woman in his life.
Because of Qi Chunlan, she had borne four children for the Yan Family! No matter what she had done before, in Qi Chunlan’s hands, she held a lifeline tightly!
Neither Yan Xiqing nor Yan Dongsheng would mete out any excessive punishment to her, considering the relationships with the three Yan brothers.
Especially after Qi Chunlan realized her mistakes and took action to rescue, the original dislike and grievances towards her turned into sighs:
At the critical moment, she finally regained her intelligence, fortunately.
"Old master..." Xie Jingchen, seeing his brother-in-law so cooperative, was appreciative of his gesture, but just as he was about to say something, he was startled into silence by Yan Dongsheng’s actions!
"Chunlan, Chunlan?" Yan Dongsheng at first thought he was mistaken, but when her finger moved the first time, he was still in shock. When Qi Chunlan’s index finger moved again the second time, he immediately stood up and leaned over the bedside, calling out worriedly.
"I... I’ll go call the doctor!" Yan Jinhao quickly came to his senses, dropping a sentence before he already disappeared from the ward.
"Mom?" "Mom!"
Yan Jinchang and Yan Jinsi were also nervously calling out behind their grandfather.
Only Xie Jingchen, seeing the situation, very sensibly stepped back; as a grown man and the patient being a woman, and moreover his unrelated mother-in-law, it was inappropriate for him to stay in the small ward, blocking the doctors and nurses at work, so he chose to leave first and wait by the door.
Seeing Yan Jinhao return, Xie Jingchen politely took his leave.
As for the outcome, it was actually of no importance to him; he did not have the idle curiosity to concern himself with what the final result would be for Qi Chunlan.
He would rather return to the maternity ward to check on his wife’s condition.
Seeing his wife and child were still sleeping soundly, Xie Jingchen could finally set his mind at ease.
With Zhang Shanni having a smooth delivery, and mother and child both safe and sound, Xie Jingchen naturally had the mood to deal with the matter of that nurse.
In reality, the nurse was just an ordinary nurse, who had been bribed and from whom was derived no useful information at all.
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