At that time, it was the golden autumn.
The osmanthus flowers outside the window were all in bloom, and their fragrance was pervasive.
The doctor had told Lan Baozhen that scents could stimulate a patient's senses, boosting their willpower.
Furthermore, outside was just a small cluster of trees. Apart from the trees, there wasn't even a bench to rest on, nor was there any path, so basically no one would walk by there.
Lan Baozhen then opened the window.
While trimming her daughter's nails, she softly spoke.
She didn't notice at all that outside the window, a figure was stealthily approaching.
"I'm conflicted now,
should I tell Zhouzhou or not?
I think her man is quite capable.
Maybe he can send you abroad or bring the best doctors from overseas here to cure you.
Weiwei, for the life of me, to see you wake up is something beyond my wildest dreams yet here I am foolishly hoping!"
Lan Baozhen rambled on and on.
Outside, with a swoosh!
She stopped what she was doing, stood up, and walked over, looking left and right, seeing nothing but dappled sunlight and the dense shadows of the trees.
Maybe it was a cat from the hospital?
Assured that no one was there, she turned and went back, continuing to look after her daughter.
Outside.
Zhuang Xiuya clasped her hands over her mouth!
Crouched down, sticking close to the wall, squatting in the bushes!
Lan Baozhen!
Zhuang Xiuya could not be mistaken.
When Gu Yibo and Fang Lingwei were in love, the Fang Family was one of the top distinguished families in City B, and as the matriarch of a wealthy family, Lan Baozhen often appeared at social engagements.
Even as the years passed.
Yet Zhuang Xiuya still remembered, that was Lan Baozhen!
So...
Fang Lingwei hadn't died?
It was...
Infuriating!
From inside came the sound of a ringing mobile phone.
Followed by Lan Baozhen's voice: "Ah, Xinzhou~
How did you get my number?
Hahaha, okay, okay, grandma will be back soon!"
Zhuang Xiuya memorized this room.
Carefully moving her body, she left from the bushes.
Elsewhere—
Gu Xinzhou had called Gu Yibo to get her grandma's cell phone number.
After getting in touch with her grandma, she took some ingredients from the fridge.
Dressed in an apron, she prepared to personally make lunch for everyone.
McDull sat obediently on the sofa, watching cartoons while holding a box of milk meant for middle-aged and elderly people, sipping it with relish.
Suddenly, he jumped down from the sofa.
He ran to the doorway of the kitchen, carefully poking his head inside to look.
Seeing mommy standing there, earnestly kneading dough, he quietly turned around, ran back to the sofa, picked up the home phone, and dialed a series of numbers.
This was Song Zhen's cell phone number.
Previously, in the RV, when father and son were alone, Song Zhen had made McDull memorize his number.
Song Zhen had also said: "No matter what problem you encounter, daddy will always give you the greatest help right away!"
Soon, the call was answered: "Hello, I'm Song Zhen."
"Daddy!"
McDull's voice was sweet.
His little hand tightly gripping the phone, he looked back at the kitchen again and quickly whispered into the phone, "Daddy! Mommy's cooking, are you hungry, do you want to come over for a meal?"
Song Zhen swallowed unconsciously: "Your mommy's cooking?"
McDull: "Yeah, my mommy's cooking is really tasty! I've been eating it all my life!"
Song Zhen was a bit troubled: "But, your mommy is mad at me, and I don't even know why she's mad."
McDull covered his mouth, giggling for a moment, then pretending he hadn't laughed, he said sternly: "You just bring over those toys I told you about!
When mommy sees them and gets happy, she'll forgive you!
I'll say good things for you too!"