Leng Xiangyang was very surprised. His wife had been in good health for so many years, so why was she hospitalized?
And the little daughter was crying so hard on the phone, it seemed like her condition was very serious.
Knowing that Leng Xiangyang was coming, the hospital leaders accompanied him to visit.
They arranged a ward for her early on, but Mrs. Leng’s illness… is hard to describe.
They also checked him and there was no major problem. He was in good health, but he just couldn't wake up.
They also took blood tests and there was nothing serious wrong with me. It seemed like I had taken too many sleeping pills.
But they couldn't say this, so they explained it in detail. After all, they had done all the tests they could, and if it didn't work, they would ask an expert to take a look.
Leng Xiangyang walked into the ward, but unexpectedly, his eldest son was walking towards him.
Leng Jingting looked at his father and frowned slightly.
"Why are you here? Why don't you go home during the holidays?"
Leng Xiangyang started questioning, but Leng Jingting didn't care at all.
He replied calmly: "I'm on a mission."
Leng Xiangyang didn't expect that his son was doing a mission. He looked around and then touched his nose awkwardly.
The father and son rarely spent time together, and he was not even used to talking to Leng Jingting.
"Well, then carry out your mission well. Come home when you have time. Your grandfather misses you very much."
Leng Jingting nodded and left without saying goodbye or asking any further questions. His attitude was very cold.
Those who understand know that they are father and son, while those who don’t know would think they are acquaintances.
Leng Xiangyang was a little angry. After all, he was a father. What kind of attitude did this guy have?
But thinking about his deceased wife, he finally sighed.
He pushed open the door of the ward and walked in, and saw that He Ting had opened her eyes.
But even so, her head was still dizzy.
"What happened?" Leng Xiangyang asked.
"Dad! You're finally back!"
Leng Jingyun, the youngest daughter of the Leng family, came over first, her face full of tears.
"Okay, don't be afraid, tell Dad what's going on."
Leng Jingyun thought about it, then shook her head. She really didn't know what was going on.
But she had a hunch that this matter must be related to Leng Jingrou.
Sure enough, He Ting cried.
"This is too much! I have been working hard to take care of the household chores for so many years, and I have been very kind to her, always treating her like my own daughter.
She actually teamed up with outsiders to bully me, hit me in the face, robbed my things, and knocked me out. I was so heartbroken!"
When He Ting cried like this, she didn't yell or scream, but was very gentle. She stared at Leng Xiangyang with grievance while crying.
But at such an old age, making this expression looks a bit pretentious.
The doctors in the hospital all withdrew. This was obviously a family matter, and it would definitely not be appropriate for them to be present.
"What happened! Who hit you?!"
He Ting told the story aggrievedly, and Leng Xiangyang frowned more and more as he listened.
The daughter is sick? The father has also returned home? Who is the little girl he brought back?
"Xiaorou is sick?"
Leng Xiangyang asked this, and He Ting almost died of anger.
This man listened for a long time, but did he only hear one key point?
"I didn't expect she was sick. If I had known, wouldn't I have asked the infirmary for help? She's stabbing me in the heart! She's disgusted with me as her stepmother!"
Seeing Leng Xiangyang's bad face, Leng Jingyun took her mother's hand and said, "Mom, my elder sister definitely didn't mean it! She just felt wronged, so she asked grandpa to come back to support her.
You have to know that your elder sister is not your biological daughter, so you will definitely be more sensitive and you have to be more careful with her.
Next time if she asks for something, mom will agree to it and we won’t be jealous.”
When Leng Jingyun said this, his twin brother beside him snorted coldly.
"My eldest sister always causes trouble! She always tells tales and makes grandpa hate mom. I don't like my eldest sister anymore!"
Hearing this, Leng Xiangdong glared at his son fiercely.
"Shut up! That's your eldest sister!"
Leng Jingxuan was not convinced, but he didn't dare to say anything. At home, the only person he couldn't offend was his father.
He Ting wanted to speak, but Leng Jingyun grabbed her hand.
"Mom, who hurt you? And what do you mean by robbing someone?"
He Ting finally understood that she was so angry that she was confused. How could she say bad things about her stepdaughter?
She always says nice things, and if she suddenly says bad things, wouldn’t that be telling her husband that she is a bad person?
"I don't know who she is. The girl was very powerful. I don't know what tricks she used, but I fainted."
These words made Leng Xiangyang very angry. Hurting his wife in his own home was absolutely unforgivable.
In his heart, his wife is a gentle person, and there is nothing wrong with that.
My father is my elder, and I cannot say anything even if he is wrong.
Then whose fault could it be!
It must be that my daughter made the wrong friends outside and met some weird people.
Thinking of this, he stood up quickly.
"Take good care of yourself. I'll come back later to see my father."
Leng Xiangyang left after he finished speaking, and He Ting gritted her teeth in hatred.
This isn't a visit to the old man, this is a visit to Leng Jingrou. After all, she is his biological daughter, so he must be worried!
"Mom, don't be angry. It's not worth it." Leng Jingyun comforted her.
"Xiao Yun, I am really sad. It would be great if your father had never been married and had no other children!"
"Mom, stop talking nonsense. If Dad hears it, he will be unhappy."
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