At the breakfast table, Ruan Wanyi was wiping away tears. "Jingting, you've gone too far! Even for Mom's sake, you can't send Shiyi away. He's my lifeline!"

Zhan Jingting took a sip of coffee and said calmly, "I told you, you like children, you can remarry and have another one."

"Even at a time like this, you still say such things!" Ruan Wanyi felt extremely wronged, looking at Eleven beside her with heartache. "Eleven, talk to Daddy properly and tell him you don't want to leave here, you want to stay in this family, okay?"

"No way! I'm very adaptable; I can survive anywhere." Eleven looked at Qiao Wanwan. "But I'm a little reluctant to leave Sister Wanwan..."

Qiao Wanwan's hand, which was holding a spoon to drink porridge, froze, and a sharp pain was ripped out of her heart!

Actually, starting a couple of days ago, as the day of leaving for the National Day holiday drew closer, she began to feel reluctant to leave.

She even had a nightmare last night, dreaming that Eleven was holding her and crying her heart out. After waking up, she couldn't sleep all night, and in the morning she could only rely on makeup to cover up her dark circles and haggard face.

Ruan Wanyi glared at Qiao Wanwan, "The child is so cute and likes you so much, why don't you say a word to let Jingting keep him!"

"Mom," Zhan Jingting said unhappily, "I have full authority to make this decision. From a certain perspective, Wanwan has no say in it, so she is very self-aware and did not interfere."

Ruan Wanyi could only swallow her words.

Wen Xue arrived before breakfast was even finished.

"Mommy!" Eleven ran over, "You've come to pick me up?"

"Yes, have you packed your things?"

"Last night, my sister Wanwan helped me pack. She also bought me a lot of toys, and I want to take them all with me."

"Okay." Wen Xue gently patted his head and thanked Qiao Wanwan, "Thank you. I can tell that Eleven likes you a lot. He usually doesn't accept gifts from others."

Qiao Wanwan returned a polite smile, "Eleven is very cute, we all like him very much."

Undeterred, Ruan Wanyi stepped forward and said, "Wen Xue, leave the child here. Just name whatever you want, and I'll give you anything!"

Wen Xue smiled and said, "Madam Zhan, Eleven is the most important person in my life. No matter what you give me, I can't take her away."

"But he is also the most important person in my life. I'm begging you, please don't take him away!"

Qiao Wanwan could not hide her shock.

Ruan Wanyi has always been an extremely proud person, and this is the first time she has ever seen her begging for help!

Wen Xue nodded politely, "I'm sorry, Madam Zhan, Jing Ting's choice for me is too cruel, but I have to selfishly take Eleven with me because I can't live without him."

"Jingting, say something!" Ruan Wanyi broke down in tears. "Just like Wen Xue said, let Shiyi stay in the capital. Wouldn't it be better for him to live in both places? I'm begging you, please don't let Shiyi leave, okay?"

"No one can change my decision." The man in the wheelchair said expressionlessly. "Hurry up and say goodbye to him."

"I don't want to!" Ruan Wanyi's emotions completely collapsed. "You can't be so selfish and take away my right to be with Eleven! You can't!"

"Since you're not saying goodbye, then this is the end." Zhan Jingting looked coldly at Wen Xue. "You can leave now."

Wen Xue smiled faintly and took Eleven's hand. "Eleven, let's go."

Eleven looked at Qiao Wanwan with reluctance, her eyes filled with tears.

As Qiao Wanwan watched him being led away by Wen Xue, looking back every few steps, her heart felt like it was being pierced by countless needles, the pain making it hard for her to breathe!

“Jingting…” She grabbed Zhan Jingting’s hand, looked into his deep eyes with pleading eyes, and gently shook her head.

Zhan Jingting grasped her hand in return and said in a deep voice, "Wanwan, there's no need to be so reluctant. We'll have children of our own."

"That's not how it is..."

Just as Qiao Wanwan opened her mouth, she suddenly heard Eleven scream, "Ah!"

The group looked in the direction of the sound and saw Eleven lying on the ground, clutching his hair in pain, before he even reached the door!

"Eleven, what's wrong? Don't scare Mommy!" Wen Xue dropped her suitcase and hugged her.

"Ouch!" Eleven rolled on the ground, "It hurts! Mommy, it hurts so much!"

Zhan Jingting suddenly realized what was happening and froze as if he had been struck by a pressure point!

Qiao Wanwan also realized something and hurriedly rushed forward to take Eleven's hand to check his pulse!

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"Eleven, don't move yet. Sister Wanwan will take your pulse. The pain will subside soon!"

But Eleven couldn't bear the pain and kept struggling.

Qiao Wanwan was extremely anxious and shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Hold him down so I can take his pulse!"

Wen Xue and Ruan Wanyi hurriedly did as instructed!

Qiao Wanwan finally managed to take Eleven's pulse, and her face grew paler by the minute. She instructed Zheng Ma, "Quickly go to the master bedroom and get the silver needles from the bedside table drawer!"

"yes!"

The silver needles were quickly retrieved, and Qiao Wanwan instructed them to continue holding Eleven down while she administered the acupuncture.

"Don't be afraid, Eleven. Sister Wanwan is here to help you. The pain will subside soon, be good..."

Eleven was pale and covered in sweat. As if she understood Qiao Wanwan's words, she bit her lower lip tightly and endured the pain without moving.

Qiao Wanwan felt so heartbroken she could hardly breathe, but she forced herself to endure the pain and focused on giving him acupuncture.

As time passed, Eleven's sweating gradually stopped, and his complexion improved, no longer as frighteningly pale as before!

Qiao Wanwan asked, "Eleven, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"It's good that the pain isn't there anymore. You're such a good boy, the strongest little man I've ever met!"

Shiyi raised the corners of her mouth and smiled brightly, "Mmm!"

"Eleven, you scared Mommy to death!" Wen Xue cried, hugging Eleven tightly in her arms, and looked at Qiao Wanwan, "What happened to him?"

Qiao Wanwan did not answer, but turned to look at the man in the wheelchair.

Their eyes met, and both of them understood each other perfectly.

"How could this be..." Ruan Wanyi's legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground. "Jingting only started having these symptoms when he was five years old, and he's only eleven or two. How could it have happened so quickly..."

Wen Xue asked anxiously, "What illness?"

Qiao Wanwan collected her thoughts and asked, "Didn't you experience a severe headache like this before the National Day holiday?"

"No, I took good care of him, and he has always been in good health!"

"You didn't know that the men of the Zhan family have a hereditary disease?" It was Zhan Jingting who spoke. "No man in the Zhan family can live past thirty, including me and him."

Wen Xue shuddered violently, her face as pale as paper. "No...it's impossible...how could this be!"

Zhan Jingting sneered, "This is what happens when you secretly give birth to my child. Are you satisfied now?"

"No, my child won't die!" Wen Xue staggered to her feet, picked up Eleven, and exclaimed, "I don't believe it! I'm taking him to the hospital for a checkup!"