This kind of life is really meaningless.
It's completely meaningless.
"Haven't you eaten?" Zhou Yaofu frowned, annoyed that her son's voice was too soft. "You're a man, not some little brat. Speak louder."
Song Haoran could only raise his voice, "Okay, Mommy!"
Zhou Yaofu was finally satisfied. She patted Song Haoran on the back of the head and said gently, "Aren't you quite energetic? Don't always look so listless and lifeless!"
After saying that, Zhou Yaofu seemed to remember something, "By the way, did you take your heart medicine today?"
"Not yet." Song Haoran shook his head.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yaofu immediately asked the maid to bring her heart-protecting pills. She only felt at ease after personally watching her son take the pills.
**
The Shi family.
Jiang Ning was in Shi Nanxing's bedroom, giving Shi Nanxing acupuncture.
One stitch at a time.
The hands that were applying the needles were almost like afterimages.
In no time, Shi Nanxing's body was covered with gold needles, which gleamed coldly under the lamplight.
Half an hour later.
Jiang Ning removed the gold needles.
Just as she removed the last gold needle, she frowned slightly, noticing something amiss with it. Jiang Ning opened the door and looked at Lin Ma standing outside, "Lin Ma, go and invite my grandmother over."
"Yes, Miss Sun."
The Chinese New Year is just around the corner.
The Si family's eight maternal uncles and thirteen paternal uncles have already returned to Hong Kong.
While the three of them—Old Madam Shi, Old Madam Shi, and Old Master Jiang—were cutting paper snowflakes, they heard Lin Ma say that her granddaughter was looking for her. Old Madam Shi quickly put down the paper snowflakes and said, "Old sister, Grandpa Shengbao, I'll go and see him first."
Grandpa Jiang and Madam Si nodded. "Go quickly, don't keep Sheng Bao waiting."
A few minutes later, Madam Shi arrived in Shi Nanxing's courtyard.
Pushing open the door, she eagerly asked, "Shengbao, what do you need Grandma for?"
"grandmother."
Jiang Ning walked over and closed the door.
Seeing Jiang Ning close the door, Old Madam Shi looked even more puzzled.
Given her granddaughter's personality, she wouldn't close the door unless something serious happened.
After closing the door, Jiang Ning asked, "Grandma, who has been taking care of my dad all these years?"
“I have been taking care of your father all these years,” said Madam Shi, “and when I am not home, your aunt takes care of him.”
"And who is the doctor in charge of my dad's health? Who hired him?" Jiang Ning asked.
"I paid for it too."
"Have you changed doctors?" Jiang Ning asked again.
Madam Shi nodded. "We've had three different doctors. The last one was Dr. Zhang Wenyun, who is now our family doctor."
For some reason, Old Madam Shi suddenly became a little nervous. "Shengbao, why would you suddenly ask such a question?"
Jiang Ning's expression was very solemn. "Grandma, I now suspect that not only was the car accident nineteen years ago caused by someone, but even my father's long bed rest was caused by someone."
Bang!
Hearing her granddaughter's words, something seemed to explode in Old Madam Shi's mind.
"Shengbao, do you mean your father was... was poisoned? That's why he's been lying in bed for so long and hasn't woken up?" Old Madam Shi felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Even though she was standing in a warm room, her back was cold.
"The other party isn't that stupid to openly poison him. When I was giving my dad acupuncture just now, I discovered a thin, barely noticeable greenish-blue substance covering the gold needles. This substance is non-toxic, but if it remains in the body for a long time, it can neutralize the effects of the medication. In other words, all the medications and treatments my dad has taken and received over the years will be affected!"
This is why Jiang Ning didn't find anything unusual when she took Shi Nanxing's pulse last time.
Let alone taking a pulse.
In this case, even a blood test would not detect it, because this substance is not a toxin; it is even something beneficial to the body.
But for someone like Shi Nanxing, who is bedridden and needs medication year-round, this is not a good thing.
Old Madam Shi staggered back several steps, "Then, who could it be? Who is trying to harm your father?!"
What kind of deep-seated hatred could drive someone to continue targeting Shi Nanxing even when she was lying in a hospital bed?
Compared to Madam Shi's panic and astonishment, Jiang Ning was much calmer. She reached out to support the unsteady Madam Si and continued, "Who benefits the most from my father's accident is the mastermind behind it all."
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