The old housekeeper silently watched Old Master Bo without speaking.

Old Master, he hasn’t even spoken yet, why are you so guilty?

Isn’t this confessing without being pressed?

Old Master, if Miss Tong comes again, don’t put on a stern face, or you’ll be waiting every day for her to come but too afraid.

Clearly, you admire her, but you always make things difficult. Aren’t you afraid your granddaughter-in-law might run away in the future?

If that truly happens, Second Master will be the first not to forgive you.

Old Master Bo felt uneasy under the old housekeeper’s gaze, coughed twice, and stressed again, "Everything I said is true! That girl has no manners, how can she enter the Bo Family’s gates! I absolutely will not agree!"

"Yes, Old Master."

Whatever you say goes, as long as you’re happy.

...

As for Xiao Zhi, he had been on the road to the city hospital for over an hour, barely five years old, unable to read, but worried about his sister, who was injured, and he needed to find her.

Most of the world comprises good people, especially with Xiao Zhi’s particularly deceptive face, it would soften anyone’s heart, so he sat safely in a car.

As for why the city hospital.

Because his sister had told him, as long as it’s a city hospital, no matter which city, the medical skills are excellent, so if she was injured, she must be at a city hospital.

He must find his sister.

In this world, there are good people, but naturally, there are also bad ones, especially at night. The night is a good cover; certain unseen things easily thrive in the darkness.

So, when Xiao Zhi got off the car, he walked a bit further to another bus station, needing to pass through a small alley.

Staring at the dark alley, Xiao Zhi bravely walked in.

Xiao Zhi is a man, afraid of nothing, he still needs to protect his sister!

Xiao Zhi pressed his little mouth together, eyes full of determination, walked straight into the alley, too focused to notice a few people trailing him.

...

An hour later, the operating room door opened, and the chief doctor came out, breathing a sigh of relief, "Luckily, we saved her. It was a fever causing complications, she is very weak now, any small issue could cause danger, you must be extremely careful."

Li Xin nodded, "Yes, doctor."

Tong Yan, who was rescued, was sent to intensive care.

Just as the doctor said, now even a minor injury could cause her danger, so no one dared to enter, only watching from the window, only the fully sterilized Bo Yimo went in.

It was already late at night.

At this moment, an elderly man approached the door, carrying a medical kit, wearing a black traditional Chinese suit, full of vigor, with piercing, spirited eyes, walking briskly, looking very lively.

"Where is the patient?"

The others were perplexed, except for Xiao Yi who came over and saluted, "Mr. Liu."

Mr. Liu, long past his sixties, has always been the exclusive doctor of the Old Master, with exceptional medical skills, almost miraculous, famous for his acupuncture, sewing wounds directly by hand, diagnosing the cause at a glance. Back then, when Old Master Bo was shot twice near the heart, Mr. Liu pulled him back from Death itself.

Mr. Liu doesn’t usually act easily; it seems it’s by the Old Master’s order.

Unexpectedly, the Old Master values the Young Madam so much.

Mr. Liu nodded, glanced at the intensive care unit, "I’ll go take a look."

Bo Yimo noticed Mr. Liu, nodded, "Grandpa Liu, I entrust her to you."

Because Mr. Liu has saved Old Master Bo’s life several times, the entire Bo Family holds him in high regard.