Chapter 338 Framed 4



Qiao Manli glanced at her mother's belly, and remembering what Su Chenqiu had said that day—that she couldn't touch her belly—she reluctantly rolled out of bed and back into her own.

Tao Chunfang touched her daughter's face: "That's a good girl. I'll fry you eggs for breakfast tomorrow. You usually only get one, but you can have two tomorrow."

"Okay." Qiao Manli's unhappiness vanished instantly, and she agreed with a smile.

Qiao Xiaoni took off her shoes and climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed). The clock in the room had already struck ten. They hadn't returned; they must have stayed at the hospital.

She couldn't go back to her own space to sleep tonight, so she had to sleep with everyone else. A slight weariness crept over her. Usually, she would have been asleep by this time.

For safety reasons, the two pregnant women slept separately, on opposite sides. She leaned against Zhang Ru, listening to her snoring. The slight drowsiness she had just felt vanished.

Tao Chunfang looked at Zhang Ru with envy: "Our third aunt is sleeping so soundly, she can't even hear thunder outside. It's so good that she can eat, drink and sleep well."

"Sister-in-law, you should get some rest too. If you need to use the restroom tonight, just let me know, and I'll go with you." Qiao Xiaoni said, then covered herself with the blanket. There was only enough room for one person to lie down. She figured it would be difficult to even turn over in the middle of the night; just thinking about it gave her a headache.

Tao Chunfang yawned: "I know, you can sleep peacefully!"

Qiao Xiaoni waited for Tao Chunfang to turn off the light, then closed her eyes to rest, even if she couldn't fall asleep.

The moon outside was obscured by dark clouds, and it looked like it was going to rain. Qiao Lingling knelt alone in the middle of the courtyard, staring at the house with a venomous look on her face.

Qiao Tianli didn't acknowledge her as his granddaughter, and Wang Qin ignored her. Sleeping space was limited, and nobody cared about her. Finally, Qiao Sunshi even made her kneel in the courtyard, saying it was to make her reflect on her actions. Surprisingly, no one objected. One by one, the lights in the house were all turned off, and they all went to sleep.

In the lonely night, Qiao Lingling felt as cold as ice. She felt that everything had changed because of Qiao Xiaoni's appearance.

Thinking back to my previous impression of Qiao Xiaoni, she was weak, timid, and cowardly, and I didn't even have the courage to talk to her directly. How long has it been? She's like a completely different person.

She'd heard that if someone was possessed by an unclean spirit, their personality would change. Thinking of this, her heart skipped a beat. Qiao Xiaoni had gone from a poor student to a top student—could she have been possessed?

The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became. Looking around at the pitch blackness, cold sweat poured down her forehead. She felt like something terrifying was watching her. Suddenly, everything went black, and she fainted…

Hospital.

After the doctors' best efforts, Song Min's life was saved. As for whether his manhood will recover, that depends on how well it heals. The chances of a full recovery are slim, and even if he does, he won't be a normal man anymore.

After listening to the doctor's account, Song Facai collapsed to the ground and remained silent for a long time.

Su Chenhao and Qiao Xiaoshan sat in chairs after entering the hospital, neither of them meddling in other people's business.

Qiao Haixing sat on the other chair, thinking about the hospital fees he had just paid. How could he possibly sleep? The doctor said that the initial costs weren't too high, but the later costs could be several times higher.

Thinking about his family's finances, he felt an urge to go back and give his daughter another beating.

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