Su Chenhao didn't actually know any doctors; he planned to scare Qiao Lingling by mentioning the mental hospital incident.

He was just bumped into, how could he become an idiot? He's just acting stupid in front of everyone because he can't swallow his anger.

He had seen others use this trick before, so he wasn't surprised at all.

Qiao Lingling was, of course, always paying attention to what was happening outside, her ear pressed against the window frame.

Hearing that she was going to be sent to the hospital terrified her. Would she have to get injections and take medicine once she was there? Could she continue pretending?

Wang Qin, carrying a bowl of meat porridge, lifted the curtain and came in. "Daughter, I made your favorite meat porridge." She then saw her daughter's head pressed against the window.

"What are you doing?" She almost threw the bowl in her hand away, and hurriedly climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed) to pull the person down.

Qiao Lingling's face turned pale. She hesitated whether to tell the truth now: she was faking her illness.

Ignoring the burns on her hands from the meat porridge, Wang Qin casually put the bowl aside and put her arms around her shoulders.

"What's wrong with you? Did something upsetting you happen to be on your mind again? It's all in the past now, no one will bully you anymore."

Qiao Lingling felt a surge of excitement and was about to call out "Mom" when the dog outside started barking, followed by Qiao Sunshi's voice.

"Dr. Zhao, please come in quickly and take a look at my granddaughter. She has been confused and has a blank stare ever since she fell yesterday."

Zhao Hongxia held the old lady's hand and said, "Auntie, don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"

When Su Chenhao saw that the person who came was an old acquaintance, Zhao Hongxia, he nodded slightly. Before he could speak, she spoke first.

"Su Chenhao, what are you doing here?" Zhao Hongxia greeted him familiarly.

Their acquaintance stemmed from Old Chen, whose deep impression was left by Su Chenhao's heroic act of carrying people down the mountain.

Zhao Hongxia is 40 years old this year, and in all her years of practicing medicine, there are very few people she truly admires. Su Chenhao is one of them; he's young, but incredibly brave—something most people couldn't do.

Su Chenhao: "I'm here with my father-in-law on some business."

Zhao Hongxia's eyes gleamed with gossip. "Father-in-law? And when did you get married, kid? Why didn't you tell me? I could have come over for the wedding banquet!"

The two chatted familiarly, leaving everyone present at a loss for words.

Qiao Sunshi's heart skipped a beat. Su Chenhao was actually the eldest son's chosen son-in-law! How could this be! Her plans hadn't even been started yet!

Qiao Haisheng had calmed down by now. With his son-in-law here, he felt like he had a pillar of support and didn't need to be so afraid anymore.

Qiao Haixing stepped forward and walked to their side, saying, "What are you doing? Aren't you going to treat my daughter?"

Zhao Hongxia then remembered why she had come, and said with an embarrassed look, "This young man and I are old acquaintances. We got so caught up in our conversation that we forgot about the important matter. I'll go see your daughter right away."

Qiao Haixing then stopped making a scene; he wanted to know why the girl had become an idiot.

Su Chenhao felt that this was an opportunity, so he followed Zhao Hongxia into the house.

When Zhao Hongxia entered the room, she saw that it was a mess. There were broken cotton pieces all over the floor, and a little girl with messy hair was sitting in the middle of the kang (a heated brick bed), her face pale. She looked like she was in a bad situation.