On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

Old Madam Qin glanced at her son, "Why are you in such a hurry? I was just making a suggestion."

"This suggestion is outrageous."

"Forget it, I can't be bothered with you. I need to rest, you can leave." With no room for further conversation, the old lady, disgusted with her son, started to shoo him away.

Qin Jiamo knew that her mother must be tired after playing with Junjun for several minutes, so she didn't say anything, gave her father a few simple instructions, and turned to leave.

He secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, it didn't come as Lin Xiwei intended. Now, we'll tell the two elders that "the child is Yue Lang's."

Otherwise, once the parents find out that the child is of the Qin family bloodline, and see that Lin Xiwei is about to get divorced, they will definitely pressure him to be with Lin Xiwei and make him "take responsibility"!

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the next morning.

Qin Jiamo took Lin Xiwei to attend a specialist consultation.

Lin Xiwei followed him to the conference room, where all the experts were already seated and waiting.

"Jiamo, we've all seen the news about Yue Lang's situation. Please accept our condolences." The kind-faced, white-haired old expert at the head of the group offered his condolences first upon seeing Qin Jiamo.

Qin Jiamo nodded: "Thank you for your concern, Director Wu."

After exchanging pleasantries, Qin Jiamo turned and gestured for Lin Xiwei to come forward and introduce her to everyone.

These days, Lin Xiwei has been searching for renowned experts in hematology, oncology, and even bone marrow transplantation through various channels.

Of the top doctors in these fields in China, only two are in Jiangcheng, while the rest are either in Haicheng or Beijing.

She had considered taking her child to another city for medical treatment, but due to work and the need for divorce, she was unable to do so for the time being.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jiamo was able to bring all these experts together, either in person or via video conference, to jointly diagnose and determine a treatment plan for Junjun.

She bowed deeply to express her gratitude to the doctor, while inwardly thanking Qin Jiamo.

Throughout the consultation, Lin Xiwei simply sat quietly to the side, listening attentively.

Whenever there was a need to communicate with the doctor, it was Qin Jiamo who initiated the conversation.

After Qin Jiamo finished communicating, he turned to ask for her opinion.

According to Director Wu and others, the child's condition is still somewhat dangerous, but with current treatment methods, there is a 50% chance of recovery.

Moreover, the difficulty in treating leukemia lies not only in its cure, but also in the fear of relapse.

Once a relapse occurs, the disease progresses faster, treatment becomes more difficult, and the patient's life begins to count down.

Lin Xiwei's confidence was boosted by seeing so many experts protecting Junjun.

But after listening to the experts' analysis, her heart sank to the bottom again, and she sat there feeling cold from head to toe.

"Director Wu, can't we choose bone marrow transplantation from the beginning? Chemotherapy is very harmful to children. I'm afraid that if chemotherapy is ineffective and the child's body is destroyed, the success rate of bone marrow transplantation will be greatly reduced."

Lin Xiwei has read a large number of documents and has a certain understanding of the treatment options.

Director Wu looked at her and nodded: "I understand your concerns, but the most difficult part of bone marrow transplantation is finding a match. The probability of finding a matching stem cell donor is extremely low. Many patients wait until the very end but never find a suitable donor."

These words undoubtedly plunged Lin Xiwei's heart into an icy abyss once again.

Qin Jiamo turned to look at her and saw that her hands, which were resting on her lap, were tightly clenched together and were still trembling slightly. His brows furrowed.

Without thinking, he reached out and enveloped the woman's trembling hand in his large, strong palm.

Lin Xiwei was startled and subconsciously turned to look at him.

Qin Jiamo then realized that she had overstepped her bounds, but she couldn't immediately back down, as that would seem too guilty and too deliberate.

So he could only force himself to remain calm and, with the sincere concern of a friend, comfort him, saying, "Don't worry, there's always a way."

Lin Xiwei's heart was racing, and she became quite uncomfortable.

But seeing his open and honest demeanor, and how he withdrew his hand after comforting her without any apparent abnormality, she realized that she had been overthinking things.

For someone as upright and serious as him, this gesture was simply a gesture of comfort.

However, his palm was warm. Although he held her hand for only a few seconds, the warmth spread like wildfire, quickly dispelling the chill around her.

Director Wu continued, "Ms. Lin, please rest assured, these two options are not contradictory. We can start with chemotherapy to control the condition while waiting for a suitable donor. Chemotherapy actually buys more time for a bone marrow transplant."

After his explanation, Lin Xiwei understood and nodded, "I understand, I was too hasty just now."

"I understand. Every mother would rather suffer in her child's place."

Having practiced medicine for a lifetime, Director Wu has seen too many similar tragic cases and is very empathetic to the families.

"In clinical practice, we often recommend that relatives match for transplantation, or that the original couple have another child and use umbilical cord blood for transplantation. Both of these methods are much faster than waiting for a donor from the China Marrow Donor Program."

After Director Wu finished speaking, he frowned and hesitated for a moment: "But I understand that the child was born through in-vitro fertilization with donor sperm, so neither of these procedures is very likely to work—therefore, the best option at present is chemotherapy."

Lin Xiwei remained silent, feeling deep regret and self-reproach.

She shouldn't have been so soft-hearted back then, agreeing to do sperm donation IVF with Su Yunfan, leaving him without any siblings.

After the consultation, the experts left first.

Lin Xiwei sat there, looking like a wilted eggplant.

Qin Jiamo got up and went out to answer a phone call. When he came back, he saw that Lin Xiwei was not moving. His eyes darkened slightly, and he walked over.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked in a low voice.

Lin Xiwei turned around and looked up at him.

Feeling down, with no one to confide in.

She knew these words were inappropriate to say to Qin Jiamo, but she couldn't help herself.

"I'm thinking, it was my soft heart and impulsiveness that hurt Junjun..." she murmured in a daze, "If only I hadn't listened to Su Yunfan's pleas and hadn't taken this path—"

Qin Jiamo interrupted her before she could finish, saying, "Regret and blame are useless. Since it has happened, just do your best to resolve it."

Actually, Qin Jiamo wasn't in a very good mood either.

After all, Junjun is his "own son".

Even if he could have many more children in the future, he would not want to lose his only offspring.

Over the past few days, he has developed feelings for Junjun.

The thought that his child's illness might be incurable, and that his child, so young, might leave this world forever, made his heart tremble as if it were being corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid.

Lin Xiwei wasn't comforted by his words; instead, she asked, "But what if it can't be resolved?"

Qin Jiamo's eyes trembled, and she tried hard to control her emotions.

If you can't solve it, you can only accept it.

Lin Xiwei's eyes reddened, and she quickly looked away and lowered her head.

After a moment, she said sullenly, "Your parents finally have someone to rely on. If Junjun can't be cured... then they will suffer a second blow."

Qin Jiamo smiled and said, "Even at a time like this, you're still thinking about others. No wonder your scumbag husband has bullied you to this extent."

Lin Xiwei: "..."

After a consultation with experts, Junjun's treatment plan was adjusted.

Director Wu suggested using a combination of multiple chemotherapy drugs, as this method can more effectively alleviate the condition.

However, the side effects are also obvious.

The little one couldn't eat and started vomiting.

Seeing her child listless and without any energy after vomiting, Lin Xiwei secretly wiped away tears with heartache.

Sometimes when Junjun is not feeling well, he cries for his mother. Lin Xiwei can't bear to leave her child, so she has to ask for leave from her department.

Qin Jiamo is busy with work, but no matter how busy she is, she will always find time to come and see Junjun.

Seeing Lin Xiwei still in the hospital room, he was surprised: "You didn't go to work today?"

Lin Xiwei turned around and saw him, her expression showing slight surprise.

"Yeah, Junjun threw up a lot this morning and wanted me to hold him while he slept, so I took the day off."

She explained softly, then asked, "Aren't you busy today?"

"I have a court hearing this afternoon, but my work for this morning is all arranged."

As Qin Jiamo spoke, she raised her wrist to check the time and asked, "Since you have time, how about we go and change the child's surname?"

"Now?"

"Okay, send Junjun to the North Building and let my parents look after him."

Lin Xiwei wasn't really in a hurry to change her child's name, but since Qin Jiamo had said so, she couldn't refuse.

After all, they had received too many favors from the other party these days.

"Alright, I'll put his coat on him." Lin Xiwei picked up Junjun, and Sister Hong handed him the coat.

"Sweetie, how about you go play with Grandpa and Grandma?" she asked gently as she dressed the child.

Junjun was still quite energetic at this moment, and nodded: "Today I'm going to race my chariot with Grandpa."

"Yes, you're great, baby!"

The two left with the child, and Sister Hong finally had some peace and quiet.

Looking at the backs of the "family of three," Sister Hong thought to herself with contempt: How shameless! They haven't even divorced yet, and they're already openly acknowledging each other as relatives with other men. No wonder her husband wants to find a mistress and divorce her.

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On the way to the household registration hall, Qin Jiamo brought up the divorce case again.

"I had Han Rui go to the bank with an investigation warrant. Your husband opened an overseas account six months ago, and there have been a large amount of money flowing overseas, totaling more than 30 million yuan—were you aware of this?"

Lin Xiwei looked surprised. "I didn't know! He always said that all the money was invested in the company's research and development..."

More than 30 million.

He has so much money, yet he can't bear to spend it on his child's medical treatment.

They're worse than animals.

"So that means he's concealing and transferring marital property."

Qin Jiamo was driving when he glanced back at her.

"Don't worry, I've already applied to the court to freeze the funds. Once he finds out he can't access the money, he'll definitely come after you. Be prepared."

Lin Xiwei said coldly, "I'm not afraid of him!"

Qin Jiamo: "Don't confront him head-on. There's a huge difference in physical strength between men and women; you'll be at a disadvantage."

"Know."

Lin Xiwei nodded in response, and perhaps because she was upset by the news, she inexplicably felt some discomfort in her abdomen.

Upon arriving at the household registration hall, Qin Jiamo had already informed the supervisor in charge, so the two of them did not wait and went directly to the office inside.

After filling out the application form as required, the staff started the process online.

"Mr. Qin, the online review will take about 15 working days. Once the review is approved, the guardian will need to come to the site to complete the confirmation procedures." The supervisor explained very clearly.

Qin Jiamo nodded his thanks and shook hands with the other party.

Lin Xiwei stood to the side and nodded politely in acknowledgment.

In the past few days, she followed Qin Jiamo through some events and personally experienced the extraordinary abilities of powerful figures.

She's becoming more and more biased towards Qin Jiamo these days.

Even his cold and dignified face was incredibly charming.

and many more!

What is she thinking about?

Qin Jiamo's status is not something she can aspire to.

My appreciation for him can only go this far.

After giving herself a pep talk, Lin Xiwei finally realized her place.

On the way back to the hospital, Lin Xiwei felt her abdominal pain becoming more and more pronounced.

She initially thought about what she had eaten that morning and assumed it was an upset stomach.

But then she suddenly felt a warm current between her legs, and goosebumps rose all over her body. She suddenly realized what was going on!

It's my period!

Her period was due a week ago, but it was probably delayed because of recent stress and anxiety.

Because she has no marital relations, she never has to worry about unplanned pregnancy.

So even though it was postponed, she didn't take it to heart.

But I never expected it to happen at this time.

Her mind was buzzing, and she kept asking herself—what to do, what to do? Her pants must be dirty; embarrassment and shame were minor matters.

The problem is that they dirtied the leather seats of someone's luxury car, which is...

When she got nervous, her menstrual cramps became more pronounced, and she could only press her abdomen with her forearms, her face tense up.

Qin Jiamo received two phone calls on the way, both about work.

After finishing the call, the car stopped at a red light. He turned to Lin Xiwei and asked, "Can I drop you off at the next intersection? I suddenly have something to take care of. You'll have to take a taxi back to the hospital yourself."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiwei nodded repeatedly, "Okay."

But after she finished speaking, she remembered her current predicament, and hurriedly shook her head, frowning as she looked at him.

Qin Jiamo then noticed her unusual behavior and immediately asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I..." Lin Xiwei began, finding it difficult to speak.

The traffic light gave way, and Qin Jiamo looked ahead and continued driving, but still occasionally glanced back at her.

"What exactly happened? Speak up." He was a straightforward man and hated women who hesitated and beat around the bush.

Lin Xiwei looked distressed, knowing she couldn't hide it any longer, so she had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Um... I suddenly got my period and I have some cramps, but that's not the point. The point is... I might have dirtied your car."

She forced a blush and awkwardly finished speaking, not daring to look the other person in the eye.

Qin Jiamo was also stunned, his brain briefly going blank.

He pursed his lips, frowned, and hesitated for a few seconds before speaking: "It's okay, I'll just go wash up later."

"I'm so sorry, I didn't expect this..." Lin Xiwei continued to apologize.

"It's nothing," he replied casually, then changed his mind, "I'll take you back to the hospital instead."

"Huh?" Lin Xiwei was startled and quickly refused, "No need, just drop me off by the roadside, don't delay your work."

Qin Jiamo did not respond, nor did she intend to pull over.

Although he was single and unmarried, he knew how painful menstrual cramps were for girls.

The law firm offers menstrual leave for female employees. If a female employee feels unwell on this day of the month, she can take leave without being considered absent.

Besides, even if she could endure the menstrual cramps, getting her clothes dirty and walking down the street would be enough to make her look ridiculous.

So it's better to send her back.

Seeing that he remained silent and did not stop the car, Lin Xiwei felt even more embarrassed.

"Attorney Qin, I can really go back by myself. You can just park on the side of the road."

Qin Jiamo glanced at her. "Didn't you get your pants dirty? Are you planning to perform performance art in the street?"