When she said this, the old lady gave a faint smile.

The old lady, having lived for about seventy years, was wise. After listening, she just patted her little head, "Now that she’s gone, think carefully if you still hate her. If you don’t, take some time to send her off. It’s a way to fulfill your connection."

She sighed again, "In future, you won’t see her again."

Gu Anxi sat quietly, without immediately responding, and the old lady, who cherished her dearly, stayed with her since her son didn’t care. After a long while, Gu Anxi finally spoke, "I’m fine."

The old lady laughed, "You stubborn child, you’re just being stubborn with your words."

She had worried endlessly for this pair of young children, and taking the opportunity, she said, "You and Jingyao have similar temperaments; both of you refuse to admit defeat. Yesterday, when he woke up, I had a good talk with him. He also wanted to reconcile with you, but who knew you’d end up fighting again."

Gu Anxi felt a bit embarrassed, remaining silent.

The old lady was quite open-minded and didn’t push her, just smiled, "Alright, you can squabble all you want, but keep it at home and don’t turn Beicheng upside down."

The old lady tried hard to mediate, partly for the sibling bond and partly for one person, Zhou Yunchen.

Zhou Yunchen was highly regarded by Jingyao, but according to Jingchuan, he got implicated in this incident. At that time, when the old lady heard this, she sneered coldly—

What do you mean implicated! The fire clearly started because of Zhou Yunchen and those two siblings.

Anxi cared for the people around her, while Jingyao considered the bigger picture. Neither would yield, and ultimately, Jingyao probably minded Zhou Yunchen as a person or his background... she could understand, but that didn’t stop these two from fighting tooth and nail.

At this point, the old lady gave some guidance, and Gu Anxi gave a faint smile, "You don’t want him to be always busy either, do you?"

Upon hearing this, the old lady felt a deep affection she had never felt before. Hugging her, she said softly, "You child, you didn’t disappoint me; you know warmth and kindness. No wonder Lin Yun and Bo Jin cherish you like a treasure."

After a moment of calm, she continued, "Jingyao isn’t young anymore. If Zhou Yunchen isn’t around and Minxin steps back, Jingyao will have it even tougher, and who knows what the people later will be like... Although Zhou Yunchen has that kind of background, you brought him here, and I trust him."

After the old lady spoke, there was a sense of melancholy. Even though she often claimed she wouldn’t care about her son, how could she really ignore him? He’s not young, and there’s no one by his side. If he could retire in a few years for some leisure, that’d be fine, but he can’t, so how long will this last? Is this how his life will be?

Gu Anxi sensed the old lady’s emotions and gently pressed her shoulder, whispering, "I won’t ignore him."

This was exactly the effect the old lady wanted, and she felt assured, yet curiously asked, "This is strange, didn’t you fall out, yet you still care for him?"

Gu Anxi, wanting to save face, felt even more embarrassed when teased by the old lady, and casually found a reason to shout, "Didn’t I take the money? Taking money means doing the job."

She added, "I’ll still fight when I need to. I won’t let him off easily."

One would think the old lady might be somewhat upset, but instead, she slapped the table: "Good! That’s the spirit I want to see."

The old lady was particularly satisfied, leaving with thoughts of picking a few precious items from the storeroom to give to the little one. Ever since this little rascal risked saving Jingyao, she regarded her as her own, just like Jingyao—both dear to her. In the future, the house would go to Jingyao, and the jewels and money would go to the younger daughter—

As for Jingyao finding a wife, he’d have to earn that himself.

Girls, after all, should be raised with wealth.

The old lady left thoroughly contented. Upon returning to the ward, Lin Hua was already gone. She slowly went over to the sofa and asked leisurely, "She’s left? Didn’t stay to chat a bit?"

King Jingyao smiled wryly, "Mr. Feng is waiting for her downstairs, she doesn’t have the mind to stay long."

"Haha... In your mouth, such a fine young man becomes just Mr. Feng, you can’t lose your manners just because you’re upset," the old lady said while fingering her prayer beads. After a while, she said, "Here’s what we’ll do. I’m thinking of sending something to Anxi, and your share will come from me."

King Jingyao shifted slightly, enduring the pain to barely smile, "Then thank you, old lady."

The old lady gave him a sidelong glance, smiling, "It’s your own fault for not being ambitious, missing out on the good fortune, now seeing that she’s with someone, you get envious."

Old Wang sighed deeply, "Things have come to this, old lady, please don’t make fun of me."

His gaze swept toward the door, "How’s that little child?"

The old lady’s expression became more constrained hearing this, her voice lowering, "There will always be some sadness. After all, that woman gave birth to her. Even if there’s no affection, the resentment is hard to let go."

King Jingyao agreed, "She’s just a paper tiger, only acting tough with me."

The old lady glared at him, "You’re old enough to be her father, shouldn’t you let her have her way?"

As she spoke, she began to berate him again, "Last time you kicked her like that, if she even had some resentment toward you, how would she have been so anxious and earnest yesterday? Without Anxi, you wouldn’t be alive now, and yet you still talk sarcastically here. I think all these years of feeding you were a waste, raising such a worthless creature..."

The more the old lady scolded, the harsher she got, and Old Wang smiled wryly, "That’s enough, old lady. A moment ago, you said I lost my manners, and now you see that since the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam is slanted."

The old lady jokingly scolded, "You little rogue, how dare you talk back."

The exchange between mother and son carried a hint of intimacy...

*

On the other side, Gu Anxi sat for a while longer and dialed the in-house line for Dr. Li.

Director Li received her call, somewhat surprised, but he proactively spoke to her, "Someone has inquired about Ms. Tang’s affairs."

Gu Anxi was also surprised: "Min Xin?"

Mr. Li shook his head: "Not her, it’s Mr. Dark."

Gu Anxi was even more surprised, and only after a long while did she softly say: "Gu Yuanshan?"

Mr. Li nodded: "Yes, Mr. Dark."

She hesitated for a moment: "Tomorrow... do you want to go see him?"

Gu Anxi didn’t answer directly, said a few more words, and hung up the phone.

Just after hanging up, Gu Ning called her, she answered in a hoarse voice.

Gu Ning spoke to her calmly about the matter, Gu Anxi responded with a sound, and somewhat asked about Gu Yuanshan. Gu Ning sighed: "He’s been very Zen recently, his mindset has elevated quite a bit. Actually, he went to see Tang Yuan before as well. It’s not about forgiveness, but after living together for so many years, now that she’s gone, if no one takes care of things, it would be inappropriate."

She said some more words to comfort her, afraid that she would overthink or feel uncomfortable.

Gu Anxi wasn’t that pretentious, but being cared for like this, she felt a bit embarrassed.

Later, not only Gu Ning, but Wang Keru, Gu Yuntian, Zhou Yunchen, Uncle Zhou Yu... all called her, and taking many calls indeed diluted quite a bit... 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

At noon, she returned to the ward because Jingyao needed a change of medicine and a check on the instruments.

Pushing the door open, the old lady was still there, talking with the old gentleman. Seeing her come in, the old lady looked carefully at her eyes: "Red like a rabbit, sleep a bit more if you didn’t rest well."

King Jingyao, on the side, said a bit sarcastically: "Probably cried."

"None of your business." Gu Anxi glared at him, meanwhile put on gloves to manage his wound and sprinkled salt: "Lin Hua sister came, how come you didn’t cry, continued to drink at night, at your age still playing breakup, won’t die from laughter."

Old brother was furious, glared at her, but couldn’t find words to counter because what she said was indeed true.

Gu Anxi made a funny face, continued carefully treating his wound, her techniques seemed very skilled, Jingyao hardly felt pain.

He looked at her little face so close, then at her thick long eyelashes, and felt soft inside, gently asked: "You and Xichen studied for less than a year, how come you’re so adept?"

Gu Anxi paused, then said: "Used to get injured a lot training in Dark, always bandaged myself, got nimble hands and feet."

She said it lightly, but hearing it made old brother feel a bit heartache, though still harassing her, heartache was something else.

Old brother couldn’t speak out the words of heartache, only silently watched her.

Little trickster pressed hard once, immediately eliciting a scream like a pig being slaughtered: "Gentler..."

He felt painful, that little rascal.

The old lady simultaneously worried yet cheered: "Good that it’s painful... who told you to have a rotten mouth."

Old brother Wang: ...

Gu Anxi finished treating his wound, then pushed him to the inspection room for an arrangement of checks, all operated by herself, also sent data to Uncle Bo for a view, where Professor Bo promptly replied, even gave a thumbs up. Followed by Director Hao who admired her greatly, continuously rubbing hands: "A genius, Little Gu doctor’s case study could win an award as a dissertation."

He coughed lightly: "I’m good at writing papers, how about I assist Little Gu doctor?"

Such awards, as long as one could grab, ancestors would shine in heaven...

Gu Anxi looked at him, then at the person lying on the instrument, slowly said: "You want to tell the world that Mr. Wang’s stomach is half artificial?"

"This... indeed." Director Hao retreated timidly, suddenly said again: "Speaking of, we haven’t got the certificate, many people know this, could it become a leverage?"

Gu Anxi wasn’t concerned: "People alive, that’s enough."

Director Hao touched his nose: Dominating!

After the check, Gu Anxi personally pushed him back, hurriedly ate lunch and stayed guarding the ward, indeed didn’t return home at night, stayed at the hospital all night.

At night, Jingyao woke up.

He watched the little person on the opposite sofa, the little blanket kicked away...

He really wanted to go and cover her with the blanket, but couldn’t move, so he called the nurse softly: "Help cover Dr. Gu with the blanket."

The nurse smiled, came over to cover, "Mr. Wang really cares about Dr. Gu."

King Jingyao snorted: "Caring her for what? Just can’t stand such a big person still sleeping without form, see her drooling while sleeping, how did your Professor Bo bear it?"

He said while indeed showing special disdain, even the nurse laughed, knowing he’s just word picky, "Little Gu doctor is still young, just in her early twenties."

Old brother Wang sighed internally: Yes, so many people care for her, treat her as a child, but is there such a bad child? Knowing his worries yet still fights him to death.

Zhou Yunchen’s history, could he keep it?