Yao Jingsong seemed to have grown up overnight, while Yao Zhenjiang appeared to have aged ten years.
Two days ago, Grandma Yao had accidentally fallen while hanging clothes in the yard, and she still hadnât woken up.
The Yao Family felt as if the sky was falling.
"The patient is quite old now, you should be mentally prepared." the doctor said when they arrived at the hospital.
Maybe sheâll wake up, or maybe sheâll never wake up again.
"Sister, youâre finally back." Having not slept for two days, Yao Jingsongâs eyes were red, and he cried like a child upon seeing Gu Lingling.
Since Grandma Yaoâs fall, Yao Jingsong had been running around finding doctors, queuing to pay bills, never letting himself rest, fearing he would think too much. He didnât dare to sleep, afraid he would miss the moment Grandma woke up.
He was even more afraid that if he fell asleep, Grandma would also sleep and not wake up.
So he kept talking to Grandma, not closing his eyes for two days and nights.
Now seeing Gu Lingling, all the pent-up feelings in his heart were released.
"Itâs okay, Grandma will be fine." Gu Lingling comforted him by patting his back.
In the more than half a year they hadnât seen each other, Yao Jingsong had grown a lot taller, almost a head taller than Gu Lingling.
Accident?
Yang Yunhai pursed his lips, listening to the course of events, and found it hard to believe in such a simple coincidence. He felt there was something more complicated at play.
Just like the nurse who harmed Mr. Su that day; although she was dead, he believed that as long as it had been done, there would be traces.
Yet, nothing could be found.
Even from the medication source, nothing valuable was discovered.
He couldnât believe that traces werenât intentionally erased by someone.
Was someone against Gu Lingling establishing her identity, or was there a deeper conspiracy?
Yang Yunhai hoped he was just overthinking.
But his instincts had never been wrong.
Tian Wenbai felt even more frustrated. Even if he met Grandma Yao, she wasnât his own aunt, but was definitely related to his aunt, yet such a coincidental accident happened.
Of course, his thoughts aligned with Yang Yunhaiâs.
So he was surprised when both of them requested to take a look in the yard at the same time.
However, Tian Wenbai would never admit this was a case of great minds thinking alike.
"Doesnât seem particularly special." After looking around, Tian Wenbai said, rubbing his chin.
But Yang Yunhai did not give up and looked around again; this was where his reconnaissance skills came in handy.
"This thing..." He picked up a small pebble-like object from the ground, "shouldnât be here."
Yet it was here.
"If Iâm not mistaken, itâs likely what caused Grandmaâs fall." Yang Yunhai placed the object on the table.
"What is this?" Yao Jingsong asked.
"Itâs something Iâve seen in a film before, a type of hidden weapon." Yang Yunhai said.
Something that people with special training in this field often use.
Itâs probably because it was inconspicuous that it wasnât picked up after use.
"What is their objective?" Gu Lingling asked.
Since learning about Grandma Yaoâs coma, she had remained very calm.
This part was unknown.
"Could it be because of me?" Tian Wenbai awkwardly touched his nose, "Those people donât want me to find my aunt."
Those people!
Which people?