"Indeed, only young girls know how to infuriate other young girls. Unfortunately, this Miss Jiang's fighting power is far inferior to our Third Sister-in-law's; she was defeated in just one round."

Lu Jinjiu was thoroughly enjoying the gossip, but seeing Jiang Yao's quick defeat, he suddenly felt a little disappointed.

"Third sister-in-law?"

Ling Mo was speechless, looking at Qin Beiming who was giving the outspoken Lu Jinjiu a meaningful look. "Why do you make them call me Third Sister-in-law? Do you mean they're also eager to have a grandson, or they have heart problems and need you to go to such lengths to coax them?"

"It's just a joke, don't take it seriously."

Qin Beiming said this, but that was not what he really thought.

In his opinion, the title "Third Sister-in-law" is actually quite nice.

It sounds friendly, yet it's very tactful.

In this way, he would not have to worry about Lu Jinjiu and others having any inappropriate thoughts about his girl.

"Can..."

Ling Mo wanted to say something, but Jiang Yao, whose face was still streaked with tears and whose eye makeup was completely smudged, unexpectedly turned back.

Seeing Ling Mo and Qin Beiming walking so close, Jiang Yao suddenly rolled her eyes and said sarcastically:

"Not long ago, I heard Ling Tian say that you had a close relationship with the medical assistant at No. 1 High School. I didn't expect that you were also so close to Brother Yunting and Brother Beiming."

After saying that, she walked past Ling Mo and reached for the bag hanging on the coat rack.

"Don't claim relatives randomly, I don't have a sister."

Qin Beiming's face was cold and stern. As he spoke, his deep eyes never lingered on Jiang Yao for a moment, but were fixed on Ling Mo, as if afraid that she would not believe what he said.

Immediately afterward, Huo Yunting also realized what was happening and said in a particularly indifferent tone:

"I don't have a younger sister either."

Jiang Yao understood the implication in their words, realized she had made a fool of herself, and tears welled up in her eyes once again.

Ling Mo, tired of Jiang Yao's constant crying, casually handed her a tissue, his voice calm yet carrying a chilling undertone:

"I forgot to tell you, Xiaotian is also lying in Renhe Hospital right now. If you want to go and keep her company, I can generously lend you a hand."

"What...what do you mean?"

Jiang Yao glared at Ling Mo, whose eyes were fierce and wild, and unconsciously took two steps back.

For some reason, she always felt that Ling Mo's words about being kind and helping her meant that he would beat her up and then throw her onto the hospital bed next to Ling Tian's.

But then I thought, Ling Mo is, after all, a lady from a respectable family, and she shouldn't do something so crude.

Ling Mo didn't answer her question directly, but changed the subject, talking about Ling Tian in a casual way:

"Xiaotian really doesn't learn her lesson. She always makes the same stupid mistakes. Seven years ago, she almost became paralyzed because of her stupidity. This time she almost lost her life. Miss Jiang, if you have time, you should give her some advice."

"What's wrong with Ling Tian?"

"In a word, it was terrible."

"I'll go see her right now."

Jiang Yao's eyelids twitched violently. Although she didn't know what Ling Tian had gone through, she was certain that it was 100% related to Ling Mo.

Realizing that Ling Mo could even harm his own sister, her fear intensified. After grabbing her handbag, she rushed out of the ward without even saying goodbye to Huo Yunting.

"Wow! No wonder you're my third sister-in-law!"

Lu Jinjiu, feigning concern, strolled over to Ling Mo and offered her an apple in a fawning manner. "Third Sister-in-law, please be lenient and let me off the hook, okay? Last night, because of that box of family planning supplies you airdropped, my butt was almost beaten to a pulp, and it still hurts."

"Sister Mo, please let Ninth Brother go. He said that if he keeps getting beaten up every now and then, he won't be able to have children soon."

Gu Tingbai didn't want to speak up for Lu Jinjiu, but seeing him repeatedly giving her meaningful glances, she had no choice but to reluctantly beg for mercy on his behalf.

Ling Mo ignored the two people chattering around her and opened Huo Yunting's medical record, staring intently at his brain CT scan.

After a long while, she finally spoke solemnly:

"The situation is not optimistic; surgery is needed as soon as possible."

Fu Yunque, who had come to check on the patients, happened to overhear what Ling Mo said. He turned his head slightly in curiosity and stared intently at Ling Mo, who was completely absorbed in studying the CT scans.

"What a coincidence?! Are you here to see a patient?"

Fu Yunque recognized Ling Mo at a glance, and smiled gently, a smile that was as refreshing as a spring breeze.

"Um."

Ling Mo raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Yun Que, only giving a faint reply.

"I didn't expect you could understand CT scans."

Fu Yunque was genuinely surprised that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl could understand this thing, and he seemed quite curious.

Lu Jinjiu clearly noticed that Qin Beiming's aura had become much colder after Fu Yunque entered the ward.

To prevent any unforeseen complications, he quickly stepped between Fu Yun Que and Ling Mo, and specifically asked:

"Dr. Fu, is Ting-ge's condition very serious?"

"It's very serious. The tumor is already compressing blood vessels, and surgery is necessary immediately. However, the success rate of the surgery is not high, only about 70%. My suggestion is to have the surgery tomorrow morning," Fu Yunque said, turning his gaze away with particular seriousness.

"Tomorrow won't work, let's wait a while longer."

Huo Yunting gripped his phone tightly, his eyes still glued to the screen, anxiously awaiting Song Xingwan's call.

"We can't delay any longer. Once this kind of disease affects our normal life, it's already quite serious."

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