Wen Shu finally sat down inside.

Li Duo sat down beside her. "If I had known earlier that you were hospitalized, things wouldn't have turned out this way. It's all Wanwan's fault for meddling."

Wen Shu didn't speak, but carefully used her hand to cover the chubby shoes so that his little feet wouldn't brush against Li Duo's clothes.

"Tomorrow afternoon, when do you think would be a good time to go over there together and resolve this matter."

Wen Shu looked up. "Mr. Li, let's do it in the morning."

She feared that things might change if she waited too long, because she had no idea what these people would be thinking next.

Li Duo glanced at her in the dim light. He was considering that it was already 2 a.m. and wanted her to have some time to rest in the morning.

Since she insisted, he nodded: "Okay, ten o'clock in the morning."

This time, Wen Shu did not refute, "Thank you."

She looked at the route and said, "Mr. Li, could you please take me to the First Hospital?"

Li Duo responded and asked, "How is your grandmother?"

The information he found out was that Wen Shu rushed out after receiving a call from the hospital, presumably because her grandmother was sick.

Wen Shu forced a smile and said, "Yes, thank you for your concern, Mr. Li."

Li Duo looked up, his gaze lingered on her for a few seconds, then looked away.

He has no shortage of women and many suitors, but he has a physical attraction to a woman who has given birth.

Her aura constantly tempted him, making him lose control.

The smell inside the car was both familiar and unfamiliar; it was the same smell when we first rode together.

She brought her chubby son, dispelling the familiar scent and warmth inside the car and bringing a different, unfamiliar feeling.

This time is no different.

Last time she was disheveled but still exuded pride; this time, her back seemed to be bent a little under the weight.

Li Duo suddenly wondered if there would be a next time, would she be completely devastated?

"Mr. Li, thank you very much for your help. See you at 10:00 AM tomorrow."

Li Duo nodded to her from inside the car, his demeanor refined and reserved, befitting the image he projected to the world.

Wen Shu carried her sleeping baby Rou Rou and hurriedly entered the hospital.

Grandma was lying in the intensive care unit, and Wen Shu could only see her through the glass wall. The doctor said that if Grandma survived today, she would wake up tomorrow and be fine; otherwise, she might become a vegetable for life.

Wen Shu almost lost her balance.

"Doctor, please save my grandmother, I can't lose her!" she cried out.

The doctor said, "The surgery was a success. Now it all depends on your grandmother's willpower! But the subsequent treatment and rehabilitation will be very challenging!"

Wen Shu understood the subtext of those words: she needed to prepare money.

Outside the hospital, Li Duo sat in the car smoking. The driver didn't dare to say anything and just waited quietly for instructions.

A short while later, the driver suddenly said, "Hey? That Miss Wen just came out!"

Li Duo looked up and saw Wen Shu walking outside while making a phone call. He vaguely heard her say, "...I want to borrow 30,000, or 20,000 if that's inconvenient..."

She walked to the roadside and got into a ride-hailing car.

Li Duo's heart skipped a beat. "Follow them."

That night, Wen Shu went downstairs to Jiang Yuanchao's place, where Jiang Yuanchao lent her 50,000 yuan.

Then she rushed home and took the elderly and children's change of clothes, some kettles and basins to the hospital.

She grabbed a bunch of dirty clothes, washed them at home, hung them out to dry, and then rushed to the hospital again.

By the time she arrived at the hospital for the third time, it was already dawn.

Li Duo followed her the whole time. She bought breakfast for the child, took the child to school, then returned to the hospital, and then left again...

Li Duo found the attending physician and asked, "Wasn't the elderly person in the ICU injured in a fall?"

The doctor explained, "The elderly man fell and injured his head, causing a massive brain hemorrhage. Fortunately, the surgery was performed in time; if it had been five minutes later, he would have died."

Li Duo turned and left. No wonder she had such a heart-wrenching, desperate look in her eyes when she saw him at the police station.

At that time, her heart must have been filled with a hatred that bordered on despair and helplessness.

She almost lost her grandmother.

At 10:00 a.m., Wen Shu appeared in the mediation room on time.

Her complexion was dull and she looked haggard, with obvious dark circles under her eyes.

When Zhong Wanwan entered and saw Wen Shu, she looked at the two police officers in charge of today's mediation and said, "Didn't I already say I wouldn't accept mediation? Why were you notified to come here? I want her to go to jail!"

Officer Lin said, "Please sit down first. Not everyone has arrived yet. Let's discuss it further after you've finished talking."

Zhong Wanwan asked in confusion, "Who else? I'm the one who called the police, so I'm in charge!"

As she spoke, she looked at Wen Shu and sneered, "Let me tell you, even if you bring the King of Heaven himself, I will not accept mediation. A thief is a thief, and you can't change that. Officer, you don't know, do you? She stole my aunt's hairpin before, and you dealt with her."

Officer Lin frowned. "I handled this case. Later, the person who reported it withdrew the case voluntarily, saying that she had been drinking too much and had misremembered. She even apologized to her. Don't listen to hearsay; you can find out the specifics by asking your relatives when you get back."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Wanwan became even angrier, "Of course I know! You have no idea how despicable and insidious this woman is, she secretly filmed my aunt..."

“Wanwan!” Li Duo’s stern voice came.

Zhong Wanwan was startled and quickly turned around: "Uncle, what brings you here?"

Not only did he come, but his secretary, Jin Chao, also came.

Li Duo glanced at Zhong Wanwan and said coldly, "If I remember correctly, this office is mine, and the things are in my office. It's not your place to decide whether to accept mediation."

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