“I’m afraid I won’t be able to wait until that time…”

"Nonsense! You still want to hear them call you daddy and personally witness every first time they speak, walk, or run..."

"The eldest child will be named Zhang Shuangwan, Shuang means pairs, and Wan means gentle and virtuous. The youngest child will be named Zhang Shuangning, Ning means skin as white as cream. I hope they will both be as beautiful as you, with skin as white as cream, and as gentle and virtuous as you. Shumei, do you like them? Do they sound nice?" Ji Zong interrupted Shumei and told her the names he had racked his brains to come up with.

Shumei's face was already filled with tears. She didn't even dare to look up at Jizong's eyes. "I like it. It sounds nice. Such a nice name. The children will definitely thank you in person when they grow up."

Ji Zong finally breathed a sigh of relief, lying on the cart, looking at the clear sky, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, ready to greet any terrible disaster with a smile.

After a series of tests at the hospital, the doctor asserted that if he did not undergo surgery in time, Ji Zong would be permanently paralyzed, incontinent, and like a useless person. However, even if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of recovery.

The family has already run out of savings, and they were worried about how to treat Dabao's illness. Now this misfortune has happened, which is simply adding insult to injury.

Shumei left Jizong and the child in the hospital and ran back home to collect money. Dabao's illness could wait, but Jizong's condition was imminent. She couldn't bear to watch Jizong become a disabled person. Even if it meant selling herself, she would find a way to treat Jizong's illness.

She went door to door in the village, begging, but was repeatedly turned away. Some even said they wouldn't lend her money even if they had it, fearing she couldn't pay it back. After much deliberation, she finally found support from Tang Boyi and Wen Dazui. Their savings were limited, a drop in the bucket compared to Ji Zong's surgery. In desperation, she shamelessly returned to her parents' home for help.

In the hospital, Wu Ju and Zhang Binglin each held a child and stood by Ji Zong's bedside.

Knowing that her son was about to become a disabled person, Wu Ju could not swallow this anger. Sitting on the stool, she felt like sitting on pins and needles, unable to move.

"Come, let's take turns holding each other. You hold Xiaobao and I'll hold Dabao." Wu Ju put Xiaobao in her arms on the bed, wanting to switch the baby to Zhang Binglin.

"Does it matter who you hug? You're just too nosy."

"Don't talk nonsense, just give it to me quickly. You stay here and look after Ji Zong. I'll take Da Bao out for some fresh air. She has a bad heart."

Wu Ju carried Dabao out of the ward, cursing Zhang Shuangwan as she walked, "You evil bastard! You're the one who killed my son! I really want to strangle you to death..."

She carried Zhang Shuangwan to the nurse's station and asked the nurse to write a note with Zhang Shuangwan's name and date of birth on it. After the nurse finished writing, she stuffed the note into Zhang Shuangwan's arms, carried Zhang Shuangwan out of the hospital, and walked straight to the welfare home.

She had originally intended to abandon Shuangwan at the entrance of the orphanage, but she ran into a well-dressed middle-aged couple in their forties at the gate. From their conversation, she realized they were there to pick up a prostitute, but it seemed they hadn't found anyone they liked. Looking at the beautiful Shuangwan in her arms, she muttered softly, "Finding you a good family is the best I can do for you. You'll just die if you stay in our house."

After saying that, she quickened her pace and caught up with the middle-aged couple, "Are you going to ****?"

The two men looked at her and Shuangwan in her arms with surprise. After hesitating for a while, the woman slowly nodded.

"You take her with you! This is my granddaughter. She is fair and tender, and she is a potential beauty." Wu Ju pushed Shuangwan into the woman's arms.

The woman looked at her husband, then looked at Wu Ju with suspicion, not reaching out to take the child. "You're willing to give your own granddaughter away?"

"I have no other choice. My daughter-in-law gave birth to twins. This is the eldest, and we have a younger one at home. Our son suddenly fell ill, and the family can't support two kids. If she is left in our house, she will just wait to die. I see that you are kind-hearted people and will definitely not treat her badly. Please be kind and take her away! We will never look for her again. From now on, she is your own flesh and blood. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I beg you..." Wu Ju said it sincerely, kneeling down and crying bitterly.