Meanwhile, Ji Fuying had returned to Country Z and was currently in the hospital taking care of Buyi, who had a persistent high fever.
She sat blankly by the hospital bed, tightly holding the still-feverish little hand, her eyes filled with tears and guilt.
"Buyi, don't scare Mommy. You're making Mommy very scared. Please wake up and comfort Mommy, okay?"
This morning, upon learning that her daughter was sick, Ji Fuying panicked and haphazardly stuffed her luggage into her bag.
When she appeared before Anhe with a wrinkled face and a tearful expression, telling her about Bu Yi's illness, Anhe expressed her concern and came to Country Z with her.
When Anhe arrived at the ward and saw Xia Changhuan, she realized that the daughter she had raised for more than 20 years was actually the daughter that the Lu family had lost.
This makes the feud between the two families even more complicated; how could such a coincidence happen in this world?
She walked to Ji Fuying's side, looking at the little person on the hospital bed, and couldn't help but feel heartache.
The little girl, Bu Yi, looks almost exactly like Ji Fuying when she was a child. Her little face is as red as a boiled shrimp, which looks particularly frightening.
"Why is it taking so long for the doctor to get a report? I think we should call your second brother over."
"No, let's see what Dr. He has to say first." Ji Fuying had just stopped An He from looking for Ji Ze.
Just then, Dr. He walked in, and Ji Fuying immediately stood up. "Dr. He, how is Bu Yi? Why hasn't her fever gone down?"
"Don't worry, it's just tonsillitis caused by the flu. It's normal to have recurring fevers. You'll get better gradually after taking the medicine."
After listening to Dr. He's words, Ji Fuying finally felt relieved and asked Dr. He, "Okay, is there anything I need to pay special attention to?"
"Avoid greasy, spicy, and seafood foods for now. Try to keep your diet light. If your fever doesn't exceed 38.5 degrees Celsius, just use physical cooling methods."
"Okay, thank you, Dr. He."
Anhe casually picked up Buyi's test results, and because of Jize, she could understand a little bit of them.
"Lu Jianqing? Yingying, is Buyi's name Lu Jianqing?"
"Mom, Buyi is my nickname, my formal name is Lu Jianqing."
"Is it that Yi's father also has the surname Lu, or..." Anhe asked nervously.
She's been here for so long, and Bu Yi's father has never shown up. Could it be that he abandoned Yingying after starting something with her?
No, her Yingying is so well-behaved and sensible, the most perfect girl in the world. How could she suffer misfortune again and again?
Ji Fuying paused. She couldn't reveal that Bu Yi was Ji Yan's child, so... "Mom, she takes my surname. Except for not having a father, she's fine. Don't worry."
Anhe immediately lowered his head, a chill running through him. Just as he thought, God, do you have eyes?
Why let her daughter suffer so much misfortune?
Xia Changhuan, who had been silent all along, only got up and walked over when he saw An He crying.
"Don't cry, the child is doing very well now. Even without a father, Buyi will still be the happiest little princess."
"How can that be the same? I'm going to find that man and have him beaten half to death, or better yet, cripple his manhood."
"That's great! I completely agree with what you're doing. Just make sure you don't hesitate to do it when the time comes."
Ji Fuying looked at the two mothers, shook her head helplessly, and turned to sit back down next to Buyi.
"Mommy, is Mommy back?" Bu Yi suddenly opened her eyes a crack.
Ji Fuying stood up excitedly and touched Buyi's forehead with her hand; his body temperature had already begun to drop.
"Buyi, Mommy's back. Tell Mommy if there's anything else that's bothering you?"
"I don't remember that it caught fire just now, but it's all better now."
"I'm so sorry, Mommy wasn't there to take care of you when you were sick."
"Mommy, don't be sad. Why don't you buy Buyi a toy? Buyi is easy to coax."
Ji Fuying wiped away the tears on her face and forced a smile. "Okay, I'll buy Buyi a toy, but we need to eat something before taking our medicine, okay?"
"Okay, the memory will be cured after taking the medicine, right?"
"Yes, Bu Yi is very smart; she knows everything."
After eating some plain porridge and taking her medicine, Buyi fell into a deep sleep again.
The Ji family's old residence.
Ji Yan walked down the stairs in a daze and ran into Ji Ming, who had just returned from the company.
"Ayan, I've taken care of things at the company for you, so why do you still look so distracted?"
"Dad, don't ask anymore. You'll understand how I feel in a little while."
"What nonsense are you talking about? I can't be bothered with you. I'm going to find your mother." Ji Ming walked past him and went upstairs.
Ten minutes later, he came downstairs, his face gradually turning grim. "Ji Yan, where's your mother? Where's Yingying?"
Ji Yan sat on the sofa, feeling melancholy. He knew where they had gone, but he could only sit there in a daze.
"I understand. They must have gone to Country A with Yingying. I'll go find them. You can keep an eye on the company yourself."
Ji Ming was very fast; in less than ten minutes, he rushed out of the Ji family's old house with his luggage.
Only Ji Yan remained sitting there, stunned. He wanted to go too, but could he?
He knew that if he went back on his word, Yingying would be very disappointed, and he didn't want to do anything to upset her anymore.
The next day, he went to the company as usual. Suddenly, the car jolted violently. Han Xiao said with a serious expression, "President Ji, it looks like we hit someone."
After saying that, he got out of the car first and ran to the front of the car. Sure enough, a woman was lying not far from the car, covered in blood.
From a distance, it was impossible to tell whether she was dead or alive. He ran a few steps, squatted down to check her injuries, and asked, "Miss, how are you? I'll call an ambulance for you right away."
He had just taken his phone out of his pocket when a bloody hand stopped him.
"No need. I might not make it. I want to see Ji Yan one last time. Could you call out to him for me?"
Han Xiao then realized that the person he had bumped into was none other than Xing Chu, the one who had been gradually distanced from President Ji.
He staggered back to the car window and said guiltily, "Mr. Ji, the person I hit was Miss Xingchu. She said she wanted to see you one last time."
Ji Yan's expression was complex and hard to read, but he still got out of the car and walked towards the person covered in blood.
She had a cut on her forehead and a five- or six-centimeter-long wound on her arm, from which blood was trickling.
"Han Xiao, call an ambulance."
With just one glance, Ji Yan knew that she wasn't seriously injured, but she still needed to be taken to the hospital for a few stitches.
"Ayan, I've finally met you." Xingchu smiled as she looked at Ji Yan.
It seemed that she could endure any injury as long as she could see Ji Yan.
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