"Good child, you've grown up to be so beautiful. You've worked so hard all these years." Grandpa Xie gently stroked Xie Li's hand, feeling both grateful and gratified.

He had seen Xie Li's investigation materials before.

In the photo above, the girl's face was covered in green paste, making her look like a strange person to onlookers.

But to Old Master Xie, it felt strangely familiar. Now that he had seen Xie Li's true face, he understood why.

The child's features clearly resembled his deceased wife, yet he was even more radiant and beautiful than Old Mrs. Xie.

She was born exceptionally well, exceptionally well!

A strange feeling rose in Xie Li's heart. Even though he hadn't thought of anything, his nose inexplicably stung with tears: "Grandpa..."

Inside the ward, only Pharmacist Chen remained standing quietly to one side.

He and another doctor were both attending physicians to Master Xie. The other doctor advocated using the sophisticated instruments of Western medicine to solve Master Xie's problem, while he advocated using traditional Chinese medicine to refine elixirs to detoxify. Master Xie himself was also an alchemist, and when he was lucid, he would personally give him some pointers.

Everyone else had left, but he couldn't leave; he had to keep an eye on Old Master Xie's condition at all times.

Seeing the scene before me, I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

To be honest, Mr. Xie was not the kind of person with a mild temper. In fact, he had a bit of a patriarchal style, being decisive and having the final say.

He rarely smiled at the younger generation.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a kind expression on Grandpa Xie's face.

The grandfather and grandson sat down to talk. Grandpa Xie looked at Xie Li with affection and said, "Now that you've come home, it's almost time for the ancestral worship ceremony. Grandpa will write your name in the family genealogy then."

Xie Li was too young when he went missing, and his name hadn't been recorded in the family genealogy yet.

"It's quite a coincidence. I was just thinking about whether to help you change your name, but who knew that the company would still use Xie Li as your given name."

Xie Li: "I remember that my grandfather gave me this name. My adoptive father originally wanted to change it, but I refused to agree... He didn't dare to cause a death, so he had no choice."

To be honest, Xie Li suffered a lot of beatings in order to keep this name, but no matter how much she was beaten, she insisted to everyone that her name was Xie Li.

The adoptive father broke several brooms, but he couldn't get Xie Li to change his mind. After all, he didn't dare to actually kill the man, and in the end, he could only accept his bad luck.

Actually, she overheard her adoptive mother and adoptive father talking about what a two-year-old child could possibly remember.

If you raise them casually for a few years, they'll probably forget who their parents are very soon.

"You disagree?" Old Master Xie's expression turned serious. Xie Li was only two years old at that time. She remembered things from her childhood.

Speaking of the past, Xie Li appeared very calm. "Well, I was afraid that if I changed my name, I would completely become Shen Er Ya from Shenjia Village."

In that case, one would truly be destined for mediocrity, growing old and dying in the countryside, never to return home again.

Grandpa Xie couldn't help but burst into tears. From Xie Li's few words, he could tell how much suffering this child had endured in his childhood.

She, the eldest daughter of the prestigious Xie family in Linjiang City, ended up in the countryside, suffering bullying...

The thought of the possible beatings Xie Li might suffer made Old Master Xie's blood boil, and he wished he could tear the couple to pieces and the culprit to pieces as well.

"Sir, your condition is not suitable for worrying. Try to relax. At least the young lady has been found," Pharmacist Chen had to remind him.