After saying that, Zhao Yun hung up the phone without waiting for He Liyi's response.
Feeling guilty, He Liyi did not notice Zhao Yun's abnormality and instead breathed a sigh of relief.
Her heart was in her throat just now, fearing that her son would suspect her.
Fortunately, my son is at a strong age and will not be infected again once he is cured.
This one.
Pei Ziheng and Zhao Yun analyzed: "Even if she didn't take those drugs, she must have come into contact with tuberculosis patients. But she deliberately concealed it from you, which can only mean that she has something to hide."
"Shut up!"
After he finished yelling, Zhao Yun suddenly realized that he was yelling at Pei Ziheng.
Thinking of Pei Ziheng's methods and cruelty in dealing with people, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
Tuberculosis won’t kill you, but if you offend Pei Ziheng, you will definitely die a miserable death.
"I'm sorry I was so loud."
"Ziheng, please don't be angry with me. Just treat it as if I farted."
Pei Ziheng rolled his eyes at him and asked, "What are you going to do next?"
Knowing that he was not angry, Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, but then became frustrated again.
"Just now, when I was waiting for the results in the hospital, I suspected all the people around me who were close to me, even Aunt Hongmei, but I never suspected her."
"I just can't understand it. She is my biological mother and I am her biological son. Doesn't she care at all whether I will be infected?"
Pei Ziheng thought thoughtfully: "Perhaps, you are not her only son."
Zhao Yun stared at him. "How is that possible? She has been living such a miserable life outside these years. How can she have the extra energy to raise another child?"
"Have you seen her hands?"
Zhao Yun was puzzled. "What's wrong with her hand? I can't read palms, so what can I tell?"
Pei Ziheng silently repeated "This is a brother" three times before he could resist kicking the man away.
"Her hands were clean, without a single callus or scar, and showed no signs of fatigue at all. Also, there was a ring mark on her right ring finger, indicating that she had a husband and a family over the years."
…
When Zhao Yun returned home, it was almost ten o'clock.
Zhao Dafa was still out socializing and had not returned yet. Aunt Deng considerately took Zhao Yun's schoolbag and asked him whether he had eaten dinner and whether he wanted to have a midnight snack.
Zhao Yun was in no mood to eat. He replied "no" and was about to go upstairs. When he reached the stairs, he thought of something, turned around, walked to Aunt Deng, held Aunt Deng's hand and observed it carefully.
The skin is rough like old tree bark, the knuckles are thick, the nails are turned outward and covered with lines, and there are thin yellow calluses on the palms and knuckles.
"Aunt Deng, people who work all year round will have hands like yours, right?"
Aunt Deng smiled and took her hand back, "That's not good. People like us who do rough work have ugly hands."
Zhao Yun thought of He Liyi's hands. Although her fingers were not as slender as jade, they were definitely not rough.
Pei family.
Since Pei Ziheng came back so late, Shen Mingzhu naturally had to ask about it.
Pei Ziheng did not hide it and explained that he and Zhao Yun went to the hospital.
Even if he didn't say it, Li Bing would have said it.
"Mom, Xiaoyun and I are both healthy, and we won't see that person again. As for her identity, I'll tell you when the time is right, okay?"
Rather than curiosity, Shen Mingzhu would rather respect her son's ideas.
"Okay, Mom won't ask about your little secrets, but since this person has a contagious disease, you have to find a way to remind others to take precautions and not get infected, okay?"
Pei Ziheng nodded quickly.
Shen Mingzhu was still very relieved about Pei Ziheng. After all, this son had never caused her any worries since he was a child.
However, when she returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed, she couldn't help but express her feelings to Pei Yang.
“Time flies by so fast.”
Pei Yang was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes, but he still cared about her with interest, "Why are you suddenly sentimental?"
Shen Mingzhu told him what Pei Ziheng had said upstairs, "...my son seems to have grown up all of a sudden. He has his own secrets and can handle his own affairs properly. When I first met my son, he was not even as tall as my thigh, but now he has grown to the height of my shoulder..."
There was a faint snoring sound in my ears.
Shen Mingzhu turned her head, looked at the sleeping man, got up, turned off the lights and went to sleep.
…
The next day, Pei Ziheng asked Shi Yizhen to find a way to tip off He Liyi's nanny.
How can this be!
The entire residential compound was in an uproar.
That afternoon, He Liyi was forced to move out of the house that Zhao Yun rented for her.
"Xiao Yun, I moved and now live in Qingyuan Street. I'm telling you, the culprit for your tuberculosis infection has been found. It's Aunt Song. She has tuberculosis. I've fired her. She's such a bad person. She even concealed the fact that she had tuberculosis."
Zhao Yun pulled the corner of his mouth and pretended to be angry and said, "I will go and settle accounts with this wicked old woman tomorrow."
"Hey, don't!" He Liyi hurriedly stopped him.
If her son really went to find the man named Song, then she would not be able to hide the fact that she had tuberculosis.
"Forget it. She's old now. It's God's retribution for her to get this disease. Xiaoyun, are you feeling better?"
Zhao Yun coughed a few times and pretended to be weak. "Oh no, I feel so uncomfortable all over now."
"Then you didn't take your medicine?"
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"I ate it, but I still felt uncomfortable."
“This disease is like this…”
Realizing that she had let the cat out of the bag, He Liyi quickly changed the subject, "Xiao Yun, I've thought about it and decided not to hire a nanny. It's too expensive..."
"Okay, then I won't invite you."
He Liyi was stunned.
She said hiring a nanny was too expensive, and she was just playing hard to get.
Every time she said this in the past, Zhao Yun would give her money without hesitation.
But today, this trick didn't work? He Liyi didn't think too much about it, guessing that Zhao Yun might be in a bad mood because of his illness.
This is her chance to show her motherly love.
"Xiao Yun, Mommy can't bear to see you suffer. I wish all the pain would fall on me. Otherwise, you can tell your daddy to take you to the hospital, so that Mommy can visit you secretly and take care of you."
Finally, she added, "Mom is not afraid of being infected by you."
Fuck you, this is the mother he’s been thinking about all the time.
Zhao Yun couldn't help laughing out loud, his eyes turned red from laughing.
He is such a big shabby!
"Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing."
Zhao Yun wiped his eyes and resisted the urge to expose He Liyi's hypocritical face.
Damn it, I can’t stand it! Zhao Yun simply hung up the phone and told Aunt Deng that if anyone looked for him, they should say he was dead.
Leaving Aunt Deng, whose hair was disheveled in the wind, she went out to Pei's house.
"Ziheng, do you think I'm a fool?"
"You finally have a correct self-awareness."
Zhao Yun: “…”
"If she wants money, just tell her directly. Since she gave birth to me, I will give it to her."
Pei Ziheng was very pleased that his brother was teachable and sober, and the pen in his hand turned quickly, "It's obvious that she wants more than just a little."
"You mean, she wants to reconcile with my dad and become Mrs. Zhao?"
“Obviously.”
Zhao Yun stood up and said, "No, I have to warn my dad. What if she runs to find my dad and infects him with tuberculosis? That would be the end of him."
"She won't."
"How do you know?"
"If she wanted to find Uncle Zhao, she would have gone there the first time she got back. She knows that your father is not as stupid as you and is not so easy to deceive."
"She won't rashly appear in front of Uncle Zhao until she has a firm grasp on you, a fool."
Zhao Yun: !!!! …
Pei Ziheng guessed correctly. He Liyi did not dare to show up in front of Zhao Dafa. The excuse of having a terminal illness might be enough to deceive Zhao Yun, a stupid son of a landlord, but in front of the shrewd and experienced Zhao Dafa, she would be exposed in no time.
At least she would not look for Zhao Dafa until she recovered from tuberculosis.
But just because she didn't look for it doesn't mean others won't look for it. (End of this chapter)