The girl I just met at the door is Qian Yu, the eldest daughter of Mrs. Qian.

Qian Yu brought the two of them into the ward, then took the lunch box and went to get food for Mrs. Qian.

Mrs. Qian, lying on the hospital bed, had a ruddy complexion, spoke with full energy and looked energetic.

He doesn't look like a person who has a mental breakdown and is about to jump into the river.

The two of them greeted Cai Wenshu a few times, and Mrs. Qian responded with a smile.

"Thank you, Grandma Cai, for still thinking of me."

"It's enough to just make a phone call, why send so many things?"

Shen Xiling smiled and said:

"You're welcome."

"Grandma is also hoping that you will get well soon."

"She can't do without a good partner like you at the poker table."

Mrs. Qian laughed heartily.

The atmosphere in the ward was very harmonious and warm, almost frighteningly fake. Lu Ranran's face almost froze from smiling.

During the greetings, Mrs. Qian did not mention a word about the quarrel with Qian Jiang.

However, when the two were about to say goodbye.

The door of the ward was thrown open.

Qian Jiang, who had just been wandering in the hospital lobby, was thrown in by Qian Yu and fell to the ground with a cry of "ouch".

"Qian Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Qian Yu didn't answer. He turned around silently, closed the door, walked to the bed, and put the lunch box on the bedside table.

"The meal is ready, Mom."

Mrs. Qian was stunned for a moment.

The next second, with a "pop" sound, it hit Qian Yu's arm hard.

"Is this how you treat your sister?" Then he turned and pointed at Qian Jiang who had fallen.

"You still dare to come back?"

Lu Ranran felt that things were not simple, and tilted her head slightly to glance at Shen Xiling.

The two of them understood each other tacitly and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, Qian Jiang hugged Lu Ranran's thigh in a hurry and begged:

"Please help me, help me persuade my mother!"

"Mom, listen to her. You will understand me after listening to her."

"Bullshit understanding!" Mrs. Qian was so angry that she grabbed the lunch box on the bedside table and threw it at Qian Jiang.

"Bang", "Bang!", "Ah!", the steaming vegetables mixed with grease spread all over Qian Jiang.

In a hurry, Qian Jiang let go of Lu Ranran's legs, so that Lu Ranran was grabbed by Shen Xiling and dragged behind him, and was almost caught in the disaster.

While dodging, Qian Jiang accidentally bumped into the TV cabinet against the wall.

She covered her forehead in pain, her voice still tearful.

"mom......"

Mrs. Qian came to her senses and saw Qian Jiang looking so pitiful, and guilt instantly surged in her heart.

She didn't care that she was still receiving an IV drip, she forcefully pulled out the needle and rushed to Qian Jiang.

Regardless of the vegetable juice all over her, Mrs. Qian hugged Qian Jiang tightly in her arms, apologizing non-stop.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

"It's all your sister's fault. She deliberately put the lunch box next to mom's hand."

"Otherwise, how could Mom bear to let you get hurt?"

Qian Jiang was already feeling aggrieved, but with her mother's comfort, she burst into tears without any concealment the next second.

Lu Ranran was stunned by this wave of operations.

Qian Yu seemed to be accustomed to all this.

She sat alone on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs, and fiddled with her fingernails.

The nurse came over upon hearing the noise.

Perhaps because she was used to seeing life and death, the nurse had no expression on her face. She called the cleaning lady and asked Mrs. Qian to sit back on the bed in one go.

The cleaning lady came and shouted:

"Oh, you're wasting a good meal by not eating it!"

Qian Jiang didn't have as strong a heart as Qian Dasao, so her crying suddenly became softer and she just hid beside Qian Dasao and blew her nose.

The nurse advised:

"Stop pulling it out!"

Mrs. Qian was concentrating on hugging her beloved daughter and ignored the nurse's words.

Such a scene of loving mother and filial son was beyond Lu Ranran's expectations.

She was originally blocked by Shen Xiling behind her.

Seeing this, she came forward, pressed against Shen Xiling's back, and whispered:

"No wonder grandma told us not to mind our own business."

Shen Xiling reached back and patted her forearm.

“Play it by ear.”

Mrs. Qian gently wiped away the tears from her daughter's eyes and said softly:

"Ajiang, tell mom, where did you go last night?"

"Do you know how worried your mother is?"

"You said you wanted to break up with your mother, I really..."

As she spoke, she wiped her face hastily, her voice choked with sobs.

At this time, Qian Jiang had already turned into a little girl acting coquettishly in her mother's arms.

"But mom, I really don't want to get married..."

She turned her head and looked at Lu Ranran and Shen Xiling.

"Sister, please talk to my mother too."

"It was because of what you said that I made up my mind to explain everything to my mother."

After she finished speaking, Mrs. Qian's eyes looked at her with a sharpness and her tone became much colder.

"You were the one who persuaded Ajiang?"

It seemed that Lu Ranran was the culprit who caused the breakup between mother and daughter.

Lu Ranran rolled her eyes silently in her heart, but she didn't intend to defend herself.

The next second, she held Shen Xiling's arm affectionately and smiled gently and happily:

"Sister Jiang, you must have heard me wrong. What can I advise you about?"

"Look, my husband is so outstanding, I definitely won't say anything bad about marriage, right?"

"Don't blame me for not wanting to get married!"

Qian Jiang's face suddenly fell.

Mrs. Qian also regained her former amiability and scolded Qian Jiang:

"You are just a little kid, you talk nonsense every day."

"How wonderful it is to get married. Look at Sister Lu, how happy they are?"

"Ranran, isn't that right?" Mrs. Qian's attentive gaze turned to Lu Ranran again.

"Hmm..." Lu Ranran pouted her lips artificially and smiled innocently, "I don't know about the others either."

"After all, not everyone can be as lucky as me and marry such a good husband."

After saying that, she intimately rested her head on Shen Xiling's arm, acting like a little bird.

Lu Ranran could clearly feel Shen Xiling stiffen for a moment.

She maintained her smile and whispered:

"Thank you for your hard work, just bear with it!"

She also knew that she was disgusting, but she had to act in an emergency and reasoning was not something she was best at.

Mrs. Qian didn't expect that she would fall twice in the same place.

The tears on her face spoke of embarrassment.

Only Qian Yu standing aside suddenly laughed out loud.

Mrs. Qian, who was worried about having no place to vent her anger, finally found a "target" and started to scold Qian Yu:

"Xiaoxiaoxiao, your sister is already like this, how come you, as her elder sister, don't feel any sympathy at all?"

"You, after getting married, don't know how to live a good life. You keep asking for a divorce every day."

"I think it's you who led A Jiang astray. You didn't set a good example and made A Jiang unwilling to get married!"

Qian Jiang also took the opportunity to act coquettishly:

"Mom, I don't want to be like my sister. I don't want to get married!"

"I'm so smart, how can I do laundry and cooking for others every day?"

"If my daughter turns out to be this stupid like my sister, I'm doomed!"

These words were extremely harsh, but Qian Yu's expression did not change at all. Instead, he looked indifferent, as if he was used to it.

"Seeing that you guys are still so energetic, I have nothing to worry about."

"How about this, before I leave, I'll give you one last gift."

Qian Yu curled up the corners of his mouth, and there was a chill in his smile.

“Sometimes I’m really curious.”

"Can love and selfishness really exist in one person at the same time?"

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