Suddenly, Jiang Heng opened the door.

Zhang Baochan cried bitterly, looking at Jiang Heng pitifully, "Are you going to abandon us mother and son?"

Jiang Heng turned around, frowned, narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhang Baochan, and said softly: "I'm going to talk to the doctor. I won't leave tonight."

Zhang Baochan's eyes trembled slightly, and in an instant, two drops of tears overflowed from his eye sockets and slowly slid down his cheeks.

Zhang Baochan opened her lips and spoke, her voice and lips trembling slightly, "Husband, thank you! If it weren't for you, my mother and I wouldn't know what to do."

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, and Jiang Heng seemed to have changed completely, with his facial lines softening a lot. "Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm going to talk to the doctor about Jiang Yun's condition. I'm not abandoning you. Jiang Yun will get better, and there won't be any sequelae."

Regardless of how ugly his crying face was, Zhang Baochan showed his true nature in front of Jiang Heng.

Suddenly, Zhang Baochan was so excited that she wiped her tears randomly, deliberately smudged her eyeliner to mix with her tears, and deliberately let Jiang Heng see her embarrassed and pitiful appearance.

Zhang Baochan must return to the Jiang family and will never miss any opportunity.

Zhang Baochan also noticed that Jiang Heng was not as cold as before. This was a good start and there was hope for reconciliation between the couple.

After looking deeply at Zhang Baochan, Jiang Heng's eyes softened and he left his son's ward.

There were only the mother and son in the ward. Zhang Baochan quickly walked over to her son, stopped pretending to cry, and asked carefully in a low voice, "How did you get hurt suddenly? Son, please don't scare me. I can't lose you. I can't live without you."

Jiang Yun felt pain all over his body, still wanted to vomit, and still felt dizzy. He held his mother's hand and said with a weak breath, "Mom... don't worry about me, it's okay! You can definitely go back to the Jiang family. Believe me, no one will dare to bully you again."

Zhang Baochan was not happy, but was still very worried about his son. Zhang Baochan was still very anxious and felt sorry for his son.

"Jiang Yun, don't do anything stupid. I feel like you're hiding something from me. If it means sacrificing your health, I'd rather not have anything."

Jiang Yun shook his head and patted his mother's hand. "I really fell down the stairs accidentally. I just felt dizzy all of a sudden. Mom, I won't die. I can't die. I'm not stupid!"

"Okay, okay, I get it. Don't get excited. Mom and Dad will be with you. Your dad still loves us."

Jiang Yun nodded slightly, stopped talking, and closed his eyes to rest.

Even though he felt uncomfortable all over, Jiang Yun could still hold on.

He had anticipated the consequences of this plan. He must stay in Shencheng and must have his father protect him.

With his father's compassion, he will have the opportunity to compete with Jiang Yu.

…

As soon as Jin Xue walked into the president's office, the general secretary followed in.

The chief secretary put down an envelope with a serious look on his face.

"Mr. Jin, when I left home this morning, I saw this envelope taped to my door. The building I live in is old and there's no surveillance. I don't know who put it there. It only had your name on it."

Jin Xue's almond-shaped eyes gleamed sharply as she quickly opened the envelope.

The photo Jin Xue saw was not the one from the press conference, but a photo of her and Jiang Yu at the door of the restaurant.

This time the photo is no longer a solo photo of her, but a photo of her and Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu's photo was cut out separately, her face was still scratched, and there was still a large cross scratch on her body.

Jin Xue was very surprised by such photos.

What exactly is the other party’s purpose?

If it was Ling Feng’s fans who were taking revenge on her, why would they take photos of Jiang Yu as well?