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"It's not a serious illness, why bother him? Your father is probably busy in a meeting."

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"Mom, you didn't tell Dad that you were in the hospital! There was an earthquake last night, and Dad didn't come over this morning?"

Yu Qingluo thought of the scene he saw in the mall, and the moment when the earthquake occurred at the cocktail party last night. A man pounced on the younger mistress, and his wife fell to the ground. The woman's face was covered with blood and her body was trampled, but her eyes and hands were subconsciously reached out to the man. That scene was really sad and heartbreaking.

The woman was about the same age and feeling as my mother, and she was actually well maintained.

Having seen how her mother worked hard for the family, even though her mother was not close to her and many of her actions were beyond her words, Yu Qingluo still felt sorry for her in her heart.

She was still wondering whether to say it or not, when Yu's mother walked to the dining table, opened the lunch box, and said impatiently:

"You, at first glance, have never experienced life before. Your mind is still full of love and affection. Marriage is all about the daily necessities of life, so how can you be so delicate?"

"I was alone in the hospital when I gave birth to you. If your father didn't go out to make money, wouldn't our family be starving?"

"Before marriage, one person feeds the whole family. After marriage, two people work together to take care of more than two people. If you want to count on a man, you're not angry enough."

"Besides, what kind of illness do I have?"

"What does it matter if you are an old married couple? Young people are naive."

It is true that independence is a must, but isn't emotional value something that each other should provide?

Otherwise, why fall in love and get married?

Isn’t it nice to be alone?

Yu Qingluo did not agree.

While she was still thinking, Mother Yu had already pinched out a bun and bit it with pleasure, but in fact she was absent-minded and didn't even realize what she was saying. She chewed it and swallowed it quickly:

"Ahem, I'm a little choked. Luoluo, can you help me get some hot water?"

"Can you please ask me if I can be discharged from the hospital today?"

"I feel better."

After giving her a thermos, Yu's mother pushed her out the door and pointed out the location of the hot water room from a distance.

Isn’t there a constant temperature water dispenser in this room?

Why do you choose the faraway place instead of the near one?

Before Yu Qingluo could utter her doubts, her mother's cell phone rang.

It was Yu Kehuan who called.

Thinking that she had to go to the doctor's duty room anyway, she turned around and left without saying anything else.

"It's okay. I'll be discharged from the hospital today. You don't have to come."

"Go do whatever you need to do. You don't have to stay at home."

"Well, don't worry, Luoluo is here."

While talking on the phone, Yu's mother returned to the ward, always keeping an eye on the movements at the door out of the corner of her eye.

Taking out two paper cups, she fished out a pill from her pocket and quietly threw it into one of them. Then she slowly took out two packets of coffee from the box on the table, poured out one packet first, and then tore the other packet bit by bit.

Yu Qingluo turned back and saw this scene.

"Mom, let me do it."

Putting down the kettle, she was about to take over, but was blocked by Yu's mother:

"No need. The sugar bag seems to be still in the storage cabinet. Go find it. You young people like bitter coffee, but I can't stand it. I specifically asked Sister Lin to bring it."

As she spoke, she had already poured the coffee. While Yu Qingluo turned around to get the sugar, she also started to brew it with hot water:

"Add sugar yourself if you want."

She casually took a cup and stuffed it into Yu Qingluo's cup. She tore off the sugar packet and added it to her own cup, then took a sip:

"In winter, the hotter the better. It really refreshes the mind."

Mother Yu continued to drink without stopping, and Yu Qingluo blew on it gently and took a sip as well.

There seemed to be a strange bitter taste between her lips and teeth. She even lowered her head to take a look, but before she could make a closer look, Yu's mother's voice came again:

"Luoluo, it's been a while since you and Master Yin got married, and you seem to be doing well during the New Year. How are you two doing?"

"Mom, what do you want to do?"

"What else can I do? Of course I hope you're well and I hope that the good things don't go to outsiders."

Originally she was a little alert and irritated, but with her mother's sudden directness and honesty, Yu Qingluo didn't know what to say. In the end, she took a few more sips of the coffee.

Taking in her reaction and distracting her, Yu's mother did not forget to brainwash her:

"Mr. Yin's conditions are hard to come by, but some things can't be forced. Fate and feelings are the most difficult to explain."

"There are many rules and temptations in a wealthy family. It is said that once you enter a wealthy family, it is like entering a deep sea. It is not easy to gain a foothold. Luoluo, if you think it is okay, I think you can work harder. Marriage is hard to say, but what if you have a child? Can he still deny it?"

"This opportunity is rare, don't miss it, or you might become famous because of your son."

"Let's take a step back and say, at the very least, can he not care about your life or death, and can he watch his own bloodline end up on the streets? I tell you, nine out of ten men are unreliable. What's the point of loving someone? After a while, it's just like your left hand touching your right hand. What kind of feeling can there be?"

“Children are forever.”

"You have to make plans early while time is still short and fresh."

Mother Yu's words were sincere and Yu Qingluo naturally understood what she meant - to induce labor.

Thinking that her mother was still coveting Yin Liting's status and interests, she occasionally felt annoyed by her mother's words, but she didn't think much about it. She just listened and responded throughout the whole process, being quiet and well-behaved as always.

At noon, a doctor came for a follow-up check and arranged for him to be discharged the next day. In the afternoon, he received a call from the company, and seeing that there was nothing wrong in the hospital, Yu Qingluo left.

It was a rare day when he got along well with his mother and even talked a lot with her. When he left, Yu Qingluo was in a good mood.

As soon as she left, Zhu Nianqing's second account received a message from Yu's mother's second account. The two of them added each other specially. Knowing that she had started the plan and it was going smoothly, she pretended to thank her.

After deleting the key information and hanging up the phone, Zhu Nianqing cursed inwardly, "idiot", but he couldn't help but feel uneasy:

Is Yu Qingluo really the daughter of the Zhu family?

Could it be that he has the same mistakes or secrets as me?

How can such a low-class vixen be so lucky?

Why didn't she die of illness as a child?

Not her!

Not her!

Cursing and howling in her heart, Zhu Nianqing finally dialed a phone number. After the call was connected, she hung up without saying anything, and then sent a message to the other party:

[Help me do something]

……

At this time, in Jiang Tuo's office, the two of them stared at each other as they listened to Yin Liting's story and looked at the freshly-released inspection report.

Seeing his expression and silent reaction, Yin Liting's eyes dimmed a little:

"No big problem again?"

But that torturous situation clearly appeared again.

"It's similar to before. Some of your body indicators are up and down, but there is no problem. There is a trace amount of unknown substances. However, this is not the first time you have had this situation. It has been found several times before, and it was gone after rechecking. It is obviously able to heal on its own. Moreover, this almost negligible amount should not have any effect on you in theory."

Jiang Tuo was also puzzled. What kind of disease could be like the stock market, with its ups and downs?