One morning, the cold house was in a state of chaos due to the sudden illness of the master. This was just because their eldest young master had never been ill before, but this time the illness came like a mountain.
The fever was 41 degrees and acute pneumonia occurred.
George adjusted the flow rate of the intravenous drip and said softly to Nie Ronghua: "Don't worry, madam, it's nothing serious."
Only then did Nie Ronghua feel relieved. He held Leng Xiao's hand tightly with both hands and murmured distressedly: "How come you are so sick even though you are so fine?"
George said: "Maybe it's because I caught a cold yesterday and didn't take medicine in time."
"Alas." Nie Ronghua wiped away his tears and said disappointedly: "This wonderful child is gone like this. Who can help but feel sorry for me? I have pity for my good grandson..."
George also heard about Qiu Mo from Nie Ronghua. He was shocked at the time. He could hardly believe that such a gentle, gentle and quiet woman could die on the operating table. But slowly, he also
He accepted this fact, but now he couldn't help but feel a little angry when he saw that Nie Ronghua not only didn't feel that what he had done was cruel, but was still thinking about his dead child.
"Madam, Qiu Mo is also the daughter-in-law of the Leng family. Shouldn't she also take care of her funeral?" Although George knew he was talking too much, he still couldn't help but ask. She didn't want to see a woman fighting for this family.
The man gave everything, but in the end, there was not even a mourning hall.
There was a trace of disdain on Nie Ronghua's lips, "She used to do it secretly when she got married. Not many people knew about it. It would be better if she died, so as not to have to worry about everything. If the grandson is gone, I don't have the time to spare."
"But after all, she..."
"George." Nie Ronghua looked over in confusion, with a bit of inquiry: "Why do you seem to care about her so much, don't you?"
George naturally understood the doubts in his eyes, and he sighed slightly: "Madam, you misunderstood."
"I don't think you would fall in love with such a beautiful woman. When you asked her to be the wife of our Leng family, you would lose a lot of people if you go out with her."
George's heart was full of displeasure, but he did not dare to refute, and could only let Nie Ronghua slander the gentle woman at will.
"Mom, that's enough." A slightly angry voice suddenly sounded. It was not high-pitched and sounded tired due to illness, but it contained a dignity that could not be ignored.
Nie Ronghua immediately stopped talking and glared at George accusingly.
Leng Xiao stood up from the bed, and George hurriedly pressed the needle in his hand, but he waved his hand open and pulled out the needle.
"I don't need this kind of thing."
"Mr. Leng, you have acute pneumonia. If you don't treat it in time, it will only expand the infection. It will be difficult to treat it later." George's earnest persuasion did not make Leng Xiao appreciate it. He pulled off the IV needle bottle and threw it to the door.
Outside, "go out."
Hearing the anger hidden in his voice, George packed his things wisely and left the irritable man quickly. He was afraid that if he took a step slower, his head would suffer.
"Son, what's wrong with you? I'm sad because I'm sad. The disease still needs to be cured." Nie Ronghua looked at the blood constantly flowing out of the back of his hand with distress. The thin blood vessel wall had been punctured.
He seemed to have no feeling, and looked straight at Nie Ronghua with mute eyes. Although he did not speak, it made Nie Ronghua feel inexplicably weak. She had to turn away stiffly, trying to find a relaxing topic.
"The color of this sofa is really nice. I will buy one for my old house tomorrow..."
"Mom." Leng Xiao suddenly interrupted her, "What's going on with my illness? Why didn't you tell me?"
Nie Ronghua's eyes were still fixed on the orange sofa opposite, but her eyes began to blur gradually. She tried to hide and hide, but finally she couldn't escape. The truth that had been hidden for many years was about to be restored like a half-explored ancient tomb.
Its true colors are gone.
For a long while, neither of them spoke, Leng Xiao waited patiently.
Finally, Nie Ronghua moved his eyes to his face as if resigned to his fate, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but it was very forced.
"You have a hereditary blood loss disease, a very rare anemia."
Leng Xiao seemed to understand something, but still listened to her explanation quietly.
"Since it's hereditary, you should know that your father, me, and your grandfather don't have this disease, which means..." Nie Ronghua finally turned his head uncontrollably and covered his head with one hand.
He suppressed his cry: "In other words... you are not my and your father's biological son."
There were not many surprises. When he heard about the cause of the disease, he had already guessed it in his heart, but he didn't expect that he could still be so calm after knowing the truth.
"I'm sorry that we have hidden it from you for so many years, but your father and I didn't lie to you on purpose. We just hope that you can live a better life." Nie Ronghua burst into tears.
"Is that why you asked Qiu Mo to keep the secret for you and let her marry the Leng family?" Leng Xiao suddenly felt unworthy of that woman. She was obviously selfish for the sake of the Leng family, but she had to pay such a heavy price.
The cost, he could imagine, every time when he questioned her motives and insulted her scheming, there might be a hundred or a thousand voices in her heart calling, wanting to tell the truth, but she turned these voices away
They all turned into the ultimate forbearance, allowing him to misunderstand and bully me.
And I am really an asshole.
Leng Xiangxiang had no energy left, so he leaned on the bed and said, "Mom, I want to rest for a while."
"Son." Nie Ronghua suddenly became anxious, grabbing his arm and begging: "Are you not going to forgive mom? Mom really has no choice but to face difficulties."
Leng Xiao glanced at her. The woman in front of him was graceful and elegant. If she attended a social gathering, she would be the one surrounded by rich ladies who would envy her because she had a good son.
But he knew that when their family was not wealthy, she was a virtuous and elegant woman. She took good care of herself and Ning Yu. Even when she only had one thing, she would give it to herself instead of what she should have.
The most beloved second child.
Poverty and superiority in material life can completely change a person's values and outlook on life, which is why she is so arrogant and powerful now.
Seeing that he remained silent, Nie Ronghua felt increasingly unsure.
After a long time, Leng Xiao patted her hand on his arm and said comfortingly: "Mom, no matter what happens, you will always be my mother, and I only have you as my mother. Do you understand?"
Nie Ronghua didn't believe it at first, then became ecstatic and shed more tears than before, "Son, I knew you were a good son."
Leng Xiao smiled, but his heart was extremely bitter: Qiu Mo, if you knew that one day it would be like this, would you regret your original decision? People like me are really not worth your efforts.