As the news broke, Xiang Jin's photos appeared on various online platforms. Her former classmates quickly recognized her and sent her messages to confirm the authenticity of the news.

Even alumni who were completely unrelated before, or even from several different years ago, started to make their presence felt, vividly recounting their past friendships.

This is the real reason why she has 999+ WeChat contacts.

Xiang Jin turned off her phone with a headache, washed up, and went downstairs. Aunt Yang had already prepared a hangover soup, Zhou Zhou was playing with the canna lilies, and Butler Feng was standing next to them, the three of them chatting and laughing.

"Your wife is so photogenic. She's even prettier than many celebrities in the industry," Zhou Zhou said with a touch of pride.

"Celebrities can't compare to you, Madam. They're all photoshopped. This is a completely real photo of you. You and the young master look quite good together." Aunt Yang looked at you like her own daughter, finding fault with everything about you.

"Hmm... But Madam and Miss Xiangqi really do look very alike. I really don't believe it if someone else says they're not related by blood." Butler Feng stroked his chin, looking at Xiang Jin's photo in deep thought.

"What a coincidence, there are so many people in this world who look alike."

"The probability of two people looking alike and living under the same roof is extremely small," Butler Feng replied.

"Madam is awake! Come and have some hangover soup." Aunt Yang looked up and saw Xiang Jin standing by the railing. Butler Feng and Zhou Zhou beside her also quickly greeted her, "Good morning, Madam."

"Good morning, everyone." Xiang Jin walked downstairs calmly. As he passed by Butler Feng, Butler Feng's expression became somewhat unnatural.

After drinking the hangover soup, Xiang Jin ate quietly in the dining room. Aunt Yang's cooking skills had improved a lot, and the food tasted great, but she was somewhat absent-minded.

"By the way, when did Murong Xiao leave?" She drank too much last night and couldn't remember how she got home.

"Young Master left around eight o'clock, saying he had some business to attend to at a project site. He told us not to disturb you and to let you get some sleep, so we didn't call you for breakfast."

Xiang Jin nodded, buried his head and drank a few mouthfuls of soup, calmly surveying his surroundings.

She was very familiar with all the objects, furnishings, and decorations here, as well as every plant and tree in the garden, but today she felt something different.

She couldn't quite put her finger on what was different, maybe... it was her mindset that had changed.

My once despondent and numb heart has come back to life.

After eating, Xiang Jin carried her lunchbox to the hospital. A nurse was changing Jiang Anqing's dressing. As soon as she saw her, she smiled, and the gentle smile calmed Xiang Jin's heart a little.

"Ah Jin, have you eaten?" Seeing Xiang Jin setting the table for her while busy washing fruit, the light in her eyes softened even more.

"I've eaten. Let's go for a walk after we finish eating." Xiang Jin is going to have surgery tomorrow. Although she has talked with the consulting experts many times, she is still a little worried.

The surgeon in charge of the operation was none other than Sun Yanqing.

He is one of the top cardiologists in China and abroad.

When Xiang Jin heard that Sun Yanqing would be the lead surgeon, he was quite surprised. He had participated in the consultation when Xiang Jin had his own throat surgery, but the throat belongs to otolaryngology and the heart belongs to cardiology, which are two different fields. How could Sun Yanqing know both?

"Silly girl, look at her throat back then, I wasn't the one who performed the surgery, I was just on standby." Sun Yanqing wanted to rub her head, but after glancing at Murong Xiao not far away, he withdrew his hand.

"Stand by, what are you waiting for?" What's there to be waiting for when she just had a throat surgery?

“It wasn’t just me; many members of the expert team were on standby at the time. Although the failure rate of throat surgery is low, your case was quite complicated, and any unexpected situation during the surgery could put the patient’s life in danger. So, I was on standby to prevent any sudden cardiac events from happening to you.”

Xiang Jin fell silent.

After a moment, she looked at Murong Xiao, who was standing by the window making a phone call not far away.

When he arranged for a doctor to treat her throat, she didn't get a clear answer as to why he did it, but she had a feeling that he was ashamed of her. But if he really was just ashamed of her, why would he go to the trouble of assembling a team of experts just to prevent her from being in danger?

Did he like her back then...?

A warm feeling welled up inside her, and just as Murong Xiao was about to discover her, Xiang Jin hurriedly turned around.

Her eyes reddened.

…………

While pushing Jiang Anqing around the hospital, they ran into an acquaintance.

Li Shuhui hurriedly walked in carrying a thermos. She looked unwell, indicating that she had been worrying about Xiang Qi's situation for some time.

As she walked, she accidentally bumped into a large man, spilling soup from her thermos all over his clothes. The man immediately started cursing and swearing, as if he'd been hit by a firecracker. Li Shuhui wasn't going to back down, and her retort was even more forceful than the man's.

As the argument escalated, more and more onlookers gathered, and some people began to point fingers at Li Shuhui. After all, she had made a mistake first, and it was a bit unreasonable for her to be so self-righteous.

Li Shuhui was still angry, so she cursed at the onlookers who were trying to mediate the fight, and then went upstairs with her lunchbox.

Xiang Jin pushed Jiang Anqing and silently followed behind. This hospital was the top hospital in Huadu, and many critically ill patients stayed here. With so many people and so many eyes and ears, Xiang Jin couldn't follow too fast. She got off the elevator on the seventh floor and didn't follow any further.

On the seventh floor, in the cardiology department, Li Shuhui is here to deliver food.

A person as proud and ruthless as her, besides Xiang Deming and Xiang Qi, who else would she be willing to send food to?

So, Xiang Deming is sick?

"Ah Jin, why is Mrs. Xiang at the hospital? Is Xiang Qi sick? Why don't you go down and check on her?" Jiang Anqing said as they returned to the ward.

Xiang Jin had the same idea. She helped Jiang Anqing to bed, arranged for a caregiver to take good care of her, and then turned and headed to the seventh floor.

But she didn't know which ward Li Shuhui was in. Just as she was thinking about how to ask the nurse, the nurse at the nurses' station waved to her.

"You must be Xiang Qi's family member. She's in room 0712. Go in like this and turn right; it's the first room there." The head nurse was very pretty and seemed quite clever.

"How did you know I came to see Xiang Qi?" she asked, slightly surprised.

“You two look so alike, your blood relation is so obvious, do you even need to explain?” she laughed.

The smile on Xiang Jin's face slowly disappeared.

She suddenly remembered what Butler Feng had said that morning.

The probability of two people who are not related by blood, look alike, and live together is extremely low.

There aren't that many coincidences in the world.

Jiang Anqing was unable to support her, so he could have abandoned her in an orphanage, with relatives, or anywhere else in the hospital. Why did he specifically place her next to Xiang Qi, hoping that she would be adopted by the Xiang family?

How could she be so sure that the Xiang family would adopt her?

Moreover, why the Xiang family and not others? After all, the Xiang family isn't the only one with good conditions who gives birth in the hospital.