"Afraid... we can’t get her back..." Wang Peiling looked up at the ceiling, trying hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, "I had a dispute with Yaer, and accidentally... accidentally hurt her..."
"What?" A rush of blood surged to Senior Master Wang’s head, and the veins on his head jumped, "You, how did you hurt her?"
"I accidentally pushed her down," Wang Peiling choked up, "Her hand was bleeding, and it seems her wrist was injured too..."
"You... you bastard!" Senior Master Wang cursed angrily, "Her hands are for using silver needles! And you injured her hands, you, you..."
Senior Master Wang was too angry to continue speaking, raising his hand to throw the phone away.
Hearing the busy signal from the phone, Wang Peiling’s grip loosened, and the phone slipped from his palm.
Mother Wang held her head and asked, "Peiling, what’s the matter? What did your grandfather say?"
Ever since Wang Peiling took her father-in-law’s call, his face was colorless, like his soul had left his body, and no matter what she asked, he wouldn’t say, it was driving her crazy with worry.
Wang Peiling looked blankly at Mother Wang, "Mom... Grandpa said... Yaer can cure your migraine..."
Mother Wang was stunned, after a long pause, she said, "What nonsense are you talking? I’ve seen countless renowned doctors for this headache problem and none could cure it, how could Yue Yaer, a re child, possibly cure it?"
"But Grandpa said she cured Grandfather Qi, it was Grandfather Qi who recomnded her to Grandpa," Wang Peiling forced a smile, "Mom... there’s always soone better, haven’t you heard this saying?"
"That’s impossible! That’s impossible!" Mother Wang hurriedly found her phone and called Senior Master Wang.
Once the phone was connected, she impatiently asked, "Dad, what you just told Peiling isn’t true, right? How could a child like Yue Yaer possibly cure my illness?"
"It’s true!" Senior Master Wang said coldly, "All these years, you haven’t changed one bit, still so short-sighted, snobbish, selfish and narrow-minded! The biggest mistake I made in my life was letting my son marry you!"
Mother Wang’s grip on the phone tightened, her face growing increasingly unsightly, as if she might faint at any mont.
She opened her mouth, about to speak, when the sound of the call being hung up ca into her ear.
Senior Master Wang had hung up.
She held the phone tightly, and her head hurt even more.
She suddenly threw the phone, clutching her head and screaming "Ah ah".
Why?
Why could Yue Yaer cure her headache, yet wouldn’t tell her?
Today, when she went to see Yue Yaer, she had an episode.
If Yue Yaer had told her she could cure her migraine, she wouldn’t have treated Yue Yaer with such an attitude today.
Even if Yue Yaer was from a poor background and had nothing, as long as Yue Yaer could cure her migraine, she would be willing to let Yue Yaer marry her son.
But why didn’t Yue Yaer say anything?
Why?
She held her head, the pain in her head felt as if a drill was burrowing into it.
Unable to bear the pain any longer, she suddenly lunged forward, grabbing Wang Peiling’s arm, "Peiling, hurry, go find her quickly, tell her I’ve agreed to your marriage, I won’t make you sign a prenup, and I won’t ask her to apologize anymore, just let her co and treat ... hurry and find her... hurry and find her..."
"Mom..." Wang Peiling called out for his mom, but didn’t know what to say next.
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