Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother-Chapter 4 Surgery

Despite An's mother's heavy heart, nothing showed on her face.

An Yin eagerly took on the task of washing the dishes, leaving An's mother helpless as she watched her daughter carry the dishes to the kitchen with eyes full of tenderness.

Since childhood, An Yin was more sensible than other children, with a gentle and introverted nature. Even when she faced grievances in life, she dared not speak up, for fear of troubling her mother.

An's mother witnessed all of this.

If her daughter hadn't grown up without a father's love, her personality wouldn't be so timid.

Blame herself!

That's why she feels she owes her daughter so much, far too much! She must recover soon so she can accompany her daughter for longer, much longer!

But if this surgery fails, then...

An's mother sat at the dining table, her eyes downcast, a faint sadness on her face.

The next moment, An's mother returned to her bedroom, opened the drawer of the bedside cabinet, and took out an old box.

As she held the box with both hands, her gaze grew deep, entangled...

She cautiously extended a hand to open the box, but stopped when she was about to unlock it.

Hurriedly, she placed the box back in the drawer and walked to the window as if out of control, where a gentle breeze slowly cooled her restless heart.

Outside, the night deepened, and a sliver of moonlight fell inside, casting a mysterious aura over An's mother's graceful figure, as if she were a beauty standing apart from the world!

The two-day holiday quickly came to an end.

Under An's mother's reluctant gaze, An Yin left home and headed back to school.

During this holiday, she felt her mother became talkative.

In the two days at home, her mother repeatedly reminded her of various trivial matters of life, and before leaving, even entrusted her with a key.

An's mother's original words were, "As I get older, I always forget things."

When An Yin took the key, she didn't think much of it.

She had known since childhood that her mother had a cherished box kept in the bedside cabinet.

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Shaking her head slightly, An Yin stopped herself from overthinking.

Maybe her mother just wanted her to keep the key, she thought!

An Yin sat in the bumpy car, holding a key in her pale palm, then carefully placed it in her backpack to prevent losing it.

***

Time passed by slowly, and it was about to get dark.

By the roadside, a dozen people gathered, whispering and bustling.

Among them, a middle-aged man shouted, "How long are we supposed to wait..." The man's rough voice was particularly fierce.

The driver hurriedly approached with servile smiles, offering cigarettes and apologies until his face grew stiff from smiling.

An Yin stood quietly on the roadside, contrasting sharply with the others.

What bad luck.

An Yin sighed softly.

The bus had a flat tire halfway through the journey. Fortunately, the driver reacted quickly, and no one on board was injured, but the return to school was delayed.

"Everyone, the car sent to pick you up is almost here, please be patient a little longer, I'm very sorry!" The driver stood in the middle of the crowd, his voice loud and respectful.

"You just said it's almost here..."

"Yeah..."

"Are you kidding us?"

"..."

The scene instantly became noisy. An Yin hugged her backpack, lowered her head slightly, her face full of apprehension and unease, her steps unconsciously moving backward, gradually distancing herself from the noisy crowd.

Now and then, cars roared past, a cool breeze brushing by, causing her to shiver repeatedly.

On the road, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom was particularly eye-catching.

In the back seat, Bao Shaojin's calm eyes glanced out the window, his pupils narrowing slightly, just for a moment, before his expression returned to normal.

It's her.

Bao Cheng's girlfriend.

Blame his good memory, for having an impression after only meeting once.

Assistant Lin, driving in front, sensed the subtle atmosphere in the car and curiously asked, "Mr. Bao, is something the matter?"

"No."

Bao Shaojin leaned back against the seat, closing his cold eyes, leaving his thoughts inscrutable.

Assistant Lin said no more, assuming he was overthinking.

That day, An Yin didn't reach her school dormitory until after nine.

After returning, she sent a text message to An's mother to let her know she was safe before dragging her tired body to wash up and fall asleep.

Life continued uneventfully, and An Yin enjoyed this calm and smooth way of living.

After class, An Yin arranged to have lunch at the cafeteria with Jiang Keke.

On the way, An Yin took out her phone, "Keke, you go in first, I'll call my mom."

For some reason, she felt uneasy during class today.

"Okay, but hurry up." Jiang Keke replied with a sweet smile, readily agreeing.

An Yin returned the smile, nodding.

On the school's forest path, An Yin's slender and captivating appearance drew many sidelong glances.

Especially from the boys, whose eyes were filled with admiration, yet none dared to disturb her. Her beauty, like a figure stepping out of a classical painting, was delicate and weak, compelling enough to be admired only from afar.

An Yin had no idea of her "impact."

As the phone continued unanswered on the other end, An Yin grew increasingly anxious.

On her third attempt, the call rang four or five times without an answer, and just as she was about to give up, the call finally connected.

"Mom, why didn't you answer..."

Before An Yin could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a male voice.

"Hello, I'm not your mother."

An Yin's heart tightened, her entire body stiffened, without realizing that her voice was trembling, "Who are you? Why do you have my mom's phone?"

"You must be Ms. An Ying's daughter, I'm her attending physician..."

The doctor continued to speak at length, and An Yin stood dazed, quietly listening, her head "buzzing" as if in a dream, so unreal.

Not hearing her voice, the doctor repeated her name, bringing her back to her senses.

"Do...ctor, I'm coming over."

Her voice carried a hint of restraint, suppressing a sob.

The doctor, feeling compassion, provided her with the exact address and ward number.

After hanging up the call, An Yin felt like a headless fly, her tear-filled eyes staring at the many roads ahead...

A handsome and tall boy unknowingly approached, "Are you alright?" Su Yifeng asked with full concern.

An Yin only felt a coldness across her body, her mind repeatedly echoed with the recent words from the doctor.

"Your mother just underwent surgery and is not fit to answer the phone right now."

Just underwent surgery.

Surgery.

Last time she went home, her mother's health seemed fine, so why the sudden surgery?

"Mom..." An Yin seemed to be in her own world, unaware that a boy stood beside her.

She murmured continuously, "Mom, Mom..."

Her face full of fear, full of panic, those clear eyes brimmed with a misty layer of tears, making her stunning face even more pitifully beautiful.