Seeing Yu Bai suddenly fall into a coma, Song Mian panicked and immediately dialed 120.
At the same time, Song Mian called Ling Jiao and got into the ambulance with the medical staff. After arriving at the hospital, she busied herself taking the unconscious Yu Bai for examinations.
Yu Bai seemed to be simply lacking in physical strength. Apart from some malnutrition, no problems were found after a thorough examination.
Following Yu Bai to a regular ward, Song Mian waited for a while before Ling Jiao rushed over.
"How is Yu Bai doing now?" Ling Jiao stood in front of the bed, looking down to observe Yu Bai's condition.
Song Mian stood up from her seat and walked to the bedside: "The examination showed nothing wrong. Mr. Ling, you initially had me contact Yu Bai, it wasn't just because you wanted me to be Yu Bai's friend, was it?"
Ling Jiao didn't speak, but his expression was conflicted, and his predicament was evident from his appearance.
"Miss Song, let's talk outside." Ling Jiao gestured for Song Mian to leave and led her to the corridor.
He sat down in the empty seat with Ling Jiao, and Song Mian looked at him and sighed.
“Miss Song, you should be able to tell that Yu Bai is not actually my biological child. When I was young, I had a comrade-in-arms with whom I had worked for many years. Because of me, this comrade-in-arms sacrificed his life. At that time, Yu Bai had just sacrificed his life, and his mother could not bear such a blow and committed suicide.”
Song Mian heard this with a conflicted expression, and her gaze towards Ling Jiao was filled with complex emotions.
She had heard some stories about Ling Jiao and knew that he had worked hard and gradually reached where he was today.
His success today is the result of hard work and countless hardships.
“I adopted Yu Bai after that. This child knew about his parents' situation but never resented me. He was a very sensible child. However, after he turned twelve, he suddenly changed. He became fragile and sensitive, and always said that someone was following him. I didn't know what to do. I took him to see many psychologists, but he became more and more distressed…”
“He doesn’t have a psychological problem; there really seems to be something following him. I think since I met you, you should have realized that Yu Bai wasn’t lying, which is why you wanted me to help him, right?” Song Mian said.
Ling Jiao smiled calmly: "You're right. Miss Song, I've always felt guilty towards Yu Bai. I'm begging you, please help him."
“This is the first time I’ve encountered a situation like Yu Bai’s. I can’t guarantee I can help, but I will do my best.” Song Mian thought for a moment and decided to tell Ling Jiao the truth: “I have some ghost friends who might be able to help me. It’s too late tonight, so I’ll ask them tomorrow night and then come to discuss it with you.”
"Okay, leave this to me, Miss Song, you should go back and rest."
Feeling exhausted after a long day, Song Mian was driven home by Ling Jiao's driver after leaving the hospital.
After returning home, Song Mian quickly washed up and fell asleep.
Song Mian felt like she had slept for a while, and in her drowsy state, she heard a commotion coming from outside the door.
As she gradually regained consciousness, Song Mian first heard Qi Yefeng's voice.
"Stop them! Don't let them set foot in here!"
When Song Mian opened her eyes, she found that it was already dawn. She quickly got up and went to the shop.
Through the glass door, Song Mian immediately saw Qi Yefeng and his bodyguards confronting the Song family members outside.
Qi Yefeng remained calm, looking composed as he faced the commotion of the Song family outside the door.
Meanwhile, Old Master Song was being held down in his wheelchair by two bodyguards, his neck stiff, shouting at Qi Yefeng: "What right do you have to stop me? This is my granddaughter's shop. I'm here to see my granddaughter, not you. Get out of my way!"
Qi Yefeng's attitude was firm: "Boss Song's business is my business. If you are interested in talking to me, sir, we can have a good chat. Otherwise, if you are not interested in talking to me, I will not force you. I can make arrangements for you to go back and rest."
"Don't think you're so great just because you have a few stinking coins. You've been following Song Mian around all this time, and you know perfectly well what your true intentions are!"
Song Mian listened to the noise and watched as her uncle pointed at Qi Yefeng's nose and continued to make a scene.
"You brat, I'm warning you you'd better get lost right now. My dad's not in good health, and if you accidentally hurt him, you won't be able to afford to pay for it!"
"Don't worry, even if I could afford to pay, I wouldn't give people like you a single penny. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way obediently, otherwise I'll call the police and have them come and ask you to leave," Qi Yefeng said forcefully.
Seeing Qi Yefeng's unyielding attitude, Old Master Song gritted his teeth in frustration, then suddenly clutched his chest and began to whine.
"Ouch, my heart feels so uncomfortable! I feel like I'm having a heart attack! Someone, please take me away, I can't take it anymore, help me...!"
Qi Yefeng coldly watched Old Master Song's despicable and low-class methods, a sneer appearing in his eyes.
Not bothering with Old Master Song's nonsense, Qi Yefeng was about to have his bodyguards throw Old Master Song out when he saw a figure rush towards him.
Song Mian's patience completely vanished. She rushed over and pushed Old Master Song to the ground: "Can you please stop pretending? There's nothing wrong with your body, yet you always like to act weak! You used to pretend to be weak, which made Grandma, who has heart disease, have to take care of you."
Grandma's been hospitalized because of you, and you still have to come here to get my attention, trying to act like you're old and powerful! Old Man Song, do you have any bottom line? Are you even human?
After being pushed to the ground, Old Master Song did not collapse and get up. Instead, he suddenly sprang up from the ground, seemingly out of nowhere.
"You unfilial brat! I am your grandfather, and we share the same surname, Song, yet you're helping outsiders bully me! You deserve to die!"
"I don't know if I deserve to die or not, but I know I won't fall for your act!" Song Mian straightened her clothes, which had been disheveled during her struggle, and then looked at her uncle: "Song Qingshan, have you paid back the 600,000 yuan your son extorted from me? If it had been any later, it might have been too late."
Song Qingshan's face turned pale, then ashen, and finally he said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Mian, your uncle brought your grandfather here this time not to cause you trouble, but to sincerely have a good talk with you."
"Let's talk, what do you want to say?" Song Mian said, but she knew very well that Song Qingshan was not one to say anything nice, and what he was about to say would definitely be something extraordinary.
As it turned out, Song Qingshan did not disappoint Song Mian.
“Xiao Mian, look, A Yuan is your older brother, and Jin Yan is your younger brother. You both have the blood of the Song family flowing in your veins. What can’t you get over? You should be forgiving. It’s just 600,000 yuan. How can it be more important than our blood ties?”
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