"Where did all these superstitions co from?" i Shuqing didn’t believe in any of it.
"Hmph, I knew you wouldn’t believe it," Liang Qian was sowhat religious, and Liang Hongi knew this, so she got her a Child-Giving Guanyin.
Liang Hongi even called to say it was especially effective. It’s been consecrated.
Liang Qian was still thinking of properly worshiping when her Junzi got married.
Chen Haichang still hadn’t shown any intention of leaving, so the i Shuping family ignored him and went directly to sleep.
Leaving only Old i and Old Mrs. i in the living room, waiting it out.
...
No idea how much ti passed. Lin Wan was sleeping in a daze when she suddenly heard so commotion downstairs, noisy for quite a while. Lin Wan thought their family was stirring up trouble again, so she didn’t want to get up—pregnancy made her sleepy.
When it got past three, Little Star woke her up.
Lin Wan noticed Han Yi was nowhere to be seen.
"Where’s your dad?" Lin Wan rubbed the child’s head, groggily opened her eyes, and sat up.
"I don’t know, no one’s downstairs, but I found a note beside mom’s pillow."
Little Star said, handing Lin Wan a note.
"Old Mrs. i got injured, at the hospital."
Lin Wan then realized the noise she heard while she was asleep.
Lin Wan hurried to get dressed and cleaned up, taking Little Star to the hospital. Lin Wan didn’t know which hospital it was, but she thought it should be in the Shede district hospital, and indeed found them in the district hospital before the surgery.
"How co you’re here?" Han Yi was the first to see Lin Wan and quickly went up to her, pulling i Lang Jun, who was sitting on a resting bench, to let Lin Wan sit down.
i Lang Jun snorted, gave him a glare, but Han Yi didn’t pay him any mind and just fussed about whether his wife was hot.
"What happened?"
"Suddenly had a bad fall, the ankle bone got displaced, needs surgery. They’ve been here for two hours already."
"How did she just fall suddenly?" Lin Wan asked, puzzled.
Next to her, Xie Lingzhi snorted, "She definitely wouldn’t fall for no reason," and then glanced aningfully at Chen Haichang, who was leisurely eating an ice cream.
Chen Haichang took a sip of the running ice cream, indifferently saying, "Your gaze disgusts , just say whatever you want openly, beating around the bush is really annoying."
"So, soone did it but won’t let us talk? You three were the only ones there, my father-in-law just left and then my mother-in-law had an accident. This is too much of a coincidence, isn’t it?"
"You just want to say I’m the one who injured Old Mrs. i, right? Just say it directly, anyway, I’m not short of money."
"What do you an blaming? It’s clearly you," Xie Lingzhi shouted angrily.
Beside her, i Shuping also got angry, "This isn’t about money. You say you hate the i Family, we can understand, but you can’t take it out on Old Mrs. i."
"How did I take it out on her? Speak clearly." Chen Haichang imdiately threw out the ice cream, put on a serious face, apparently wanting to have a good debate with i Shuping and his wife.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing, all of you. Be quiet for a mont," Old i lowered his head, as if worrying about his old wife, filled with anxiety.
"Dad, why are you stopping us? Mom was likely hurt by him," i Shuping was unwilling.
"I saw it, your mom accidentally fell herself. Your mom is still inside, all of you be quiet, making a fuss doesn’t look good."
Old i saying this made everyone stop talking. Xie Lingzhi’s eyelids dropped slightly, showing so unwillingness.
At the mont, Chen Haichang had lit a cigarette, smoke blurred his expression, yet the blowing smoke went entirely towards Old i, whether intentionally or not.
When Old Mrs. i was pushed out, it was already half an hour later.
The ankle was displaced, with so bone fragnts. The surgery pieced those fragnts together and then drilled a hole in the bone, inserting a thin stick inside, and then hanging it with a brick.
Lin Wan had never seen such a bone-setting thod before. But this ti, Old Mrs. i would suffer quite a bit.
This situation won’t recover in a few months.
When Old Mrs. i was pushed out, she was still unconscious. Her complexion was pale, hair disheveled, covered in silver hair, with heavy forehead lines and eye corner wrinkles, totally different from her usual deanor, utterly forlorn.
Now looking at her quiet deanor, it’s much better than usual, looking more kind. Certainly, it’s also easy to evoke pity.
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