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

"It's nothing, what do you want to do?" Qin Jiamo asked.

"I...I'm thirsty, I need some water."

Lin Xiwei was too embarrassed to say she needed to use the restroom, so she made up an excuse to drink water.

The next second, Qin Jiamo rolled over and got out of bed.

Lin Xiwei realized what was happening and quickly lowered her voice to explain, "Attorney Qin, I can manage on my own, you don't need to..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qin Jiamo had already poured the water and was walking towards her.

"Here you go." He handed the water glass to Lin Xiwei.

Lin Xiwei took the glass of water, tears welling up in her eyes...

She needed to use the restroom and had been holding it in for over half an hour. If she drank water now, her bladder would probably burst.

She held the water glass, remaining motionless for a long time.

Qin Jiamo stared at her, and the atmosphere between them became inexplicably awkward. Just as he was about to ask why she wasn't drinking, a sudden thought struck him, and he realized what was going on.

"Are you going to the restroom?" Qin Jiamo suddenly asked.

Lin Xiwei was thankful that he hadn't turned on the light, so he couldn't see how embarrassed and flushed her face was!

But since she had been asked, she stopped trying to hide it—because she really couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Hmm..." she responded softly.

In the dim light, Qin Jiamo frowned, "If you're going to the toilet, just go to the toilet. Why are you saying you're thirsty?"

He complained as he took the cup back from Lin Xiwei's hand and placed it on the bedside table.

Lin Xiwei had just taken a step, preparing to head towards the bathroom, when Qin Jiamo turned around again. "Can you walk?"

"able……"

She responded softly, but Qin Jiamo still stopped her.

Then he grabbed the woman's arm and put it on his shoulder, bent down and carefully picked her up.

"Oh, Attorney Qin..." Lin Xiwei was shocked, frightened, and nervous, and didn't have time to refuse.

Qin Jiamo had already started walking, saying, "I'm not responsible if you fall."

She had to stop talking before she could finish, and she tightened her grip on the man's shoulder.

Now, not only were her cheeks burning, but her whole body felt like it was on fire.

A man carrying a woman to the toilet is considered a very intimate and private act, even between couples or spouses.

They weren't even friends, let alone lovers.

Lin Xiwei felt that she could add another brilliant stroke to her list of embarrassing moments.

Qin Jiamo carried her into the bathroom in a few steps, put her down by the toilet, and said, "I'll go out first. Call me when you're done."

"No, no need, I can walk slowly by myself." Lin Xiwei's mind was filled with buzzing sounds, and she felt a little dizzy. She explained hurriedly.

But Qin Jiamo ignored her and turned to leave.

It wasn't as simple as just leaving the bathroom; she walked straight out of the ward and closed the door!

Lin Xiwei was deeply moved by his thoughtful gesture!

He knew perfectly well why she was holding her pee and dared not move, and he knew she was shy and embarrassed, afraid that the awkward sound would be heard—so he simply walked out of the ward so that she would have no worries.

In that instant, Lin Xiwei was captivated by his personal charm and suddenly felt that his sharp tongue was completely insignificant.

She slowly squatted down, supporting her lower back, to relieve her urge to urinate.

After she finished, she intended to walk back by herself, but as soon as she opened the bathroom door after washing her hands, that tall, slender figure walked in from outside.

Qin Jiamo approached, and without saying a word, pulled her arm onto his shoulder and picked her up again.

"..." Lin Xiwei's heart pounded with anxiety.

At that moment, she clearly heard the sound of her heart fluttering.

Although she knew she shouldn't, and that she didn't deserve it.

But it just can't be controlled, it can't be rational!

As her body gently touched the bed, Lin Xiwei lowered her hand. Amidst her pounding heart, she blurted out, almost unconsciously, "You're the first man to ever give me a princess carry."

Qin Jiamo hadn't straightened up yet when she heard this, she visibly paused.

In the dim light, he looked up.

Their eyes were locked on close range. Although they couldn't see the emotions in each other's eyes, they could both feel the flutter in each other's hearts at that moment.

Then, Qin Jiamo stood up, her voice as indifferent as ever: "Your husband has never hugged you?"

"No, he said I'm too heavy."

"That's because he's too weak," Qin Jiamo retorted bluntly, then added, "But then again, if he weren't weak, he wouldn't have acted that way."

Both of them understood what "like that" meant.

Lin Xiwei swallowed, her heart still racing, and remained silent.

Qin Jiamo realized that the atmosphere was a bit off, so she turned around and said, "Go to sleep, or it'll be dawn before you know it."

"Yes, you too, goodnight..." she replied softly, and lay back down.

The ward fell silent again, but Lin Xiwei's rapid, chaotic heartbeat continued for a long time.

She suddenly realized that Qin Jiamo's condescension in offering to sleep in the same room with her and bring the child was probably not just to take care of the child, but also... to take care of her, right?

But why?

They weren't even friends yet, but he had already helped her a lot, and now he was taking such good care of her.

At this age, Lin Xiwei no longer believes in pure friendship between men and women.

But will the truth be as she thinks?

Lin Xiwei dared not investigate further.

She simply didn't have the courage to boast that a man of Qin Jiamo's status and position would be interested in a divorced woman on the verge of divorce.

She prefers to believe it's a "pig butchering scam".

The rest of the night passed peacefully.

The hospital makes rounds very early, and Qin Jiamo got out of bed the moment she heard a noise outside.

Lin Xiwei was fast asleep when she woke up and the man was no longer on the cot.

The blanket was folded neatly and placed on the pillow.

Her son was still asleep. She glanced at him, turned her head away, closed her eyes, and let out a soft sigh, her mind replaying the events of the previous night.

The image of Qin Jiamo, noble and imposing, lingered in his mind.

Whenever I think of that person, not only does my heart race, but a surge of joy also wells up from the depths of my heart.

Lin Xiwei couldn't believe that she, who had just experienced betrayal in love and was about to go to court for divorce the next day, would fall for another man again in just over half a month.

However, she remained clear-headed.

She knew very well that this untimely attraction could only be buried deep in her heart.

Once the lawsuit ends tomorrow, she and Qin Jiamo will no longer have so much interaction.

So, it's best to put away these messy thoughts as soon as possible.

Lin Xiwei slowly got up and tidied herself up. The doctor came to check on her.

When Junjun woke up, the first thing he asked wasn't for his mother, but rather, "Mommy, where's Uncle?"

Lin Xiwei felt a little conflicted, but replied with a smile, "Uncle has to go to work."

"Oh, okay... I like the stories Uncle tells, I want Uncle to tell me more tonight."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiwei's face showed a troubled expression.

"Honey...we can't bother your uncle every day. He finds it hard to refuse, but we need to be polite."

Junjun pouted, but ultimately remained sensible, "How about Mommy tells me a story?"

"Okay." Lin Xiwei felt quite relieved to see that her son was obedient.

After the doctor finished his rounds, Butler Chen came over and carried Junjun to have breakfast.

Meanwhile, the maid brought Lin Xiwei breakfast.

Everything was arranged so meticulously that it was as if Lin Xiwei and her son were already members of the Qin family.

Director Wu, who was in charge of treating Junjun, did not leave. After the servants put down breakfast and left, he looked at Lin Xiwei with a slightly serious expression.

Lin Xiwei's heart sank, and she asked proactively, "Director Wu, is there something wrong with Junjun's health?"

Director Wu nodded. "According to the treatment plan we determined earlier, the child's condition has not continued to worsen, but it has not achieved the results we expected."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiwei's expression also turned solemn.

But looking on the bright side, the fact that it didn't get worse is a kind of success in itself.

Lin Xiwei forced a smile, "Then maybe continuing chemotherapy will improve the situation."

"The child is young, and his organs are not yet fully developed. Long-term chemotherapy will have significant side effects. In addition to affecting the child's growth and development, it may also cause irreversible damage to the central nervous system. Moreover, the effectiveness of chemotherapy will gradually weaken over time..."

After Director Wu finished speaking, his eyes were filled with sympathy and reluctance.

After all, the child is so young. The pain of chemotherapy is hard for even adults to bear, let alone a toddler.

Lin Xiwei fell silent, her eyes involuntarily reddening.

"Director Wu, isn't there any other way? For example, during the previous expert consultation, you mentioned bone marrow transplantation..." Lin Xiwei asked hurriedly.

Director Wu nodded and said, "Yes, that's what I wanted to tell you too. Judging from the current treatment results, chemotherapy may not be able to completely eliminate leukemia cells, so the final solution may still be a bone marrow transplant."

"No problem, as long as the illness can be cured, any method is acceptable, and cost is not an issue," Lin Xiwei quickly stated.

Anyway, she'll have money soon.

Tens of millions are enough for Junjun's treatment, and Qin Jiamo doesn't need to help her with the funding.

"I know you don't care about the cost, but the difficulty now lies in bone marrow matching. Usually, bone marrow transplants are performed by finding a donor among immediate family members, but in your special case—"

Director Wu paused, his brow furrowed. "No one can guarantee the time it will take to find a match with the China Marrow Donor Program. I'm afraid that if we wait two or three years, the child's health will be ruined, and even if a suitable donor is found, the surgery will no longer be possible."

After all, the requirements for transplant surgery are very strict.

If the patient's physical condition does not permit it, a forced transplant will not be successful.

Lin Xiwei sat there blankly, feeling a chill run through her.

What to do...

She cannot accept losing her son.

The thought of her three-year-old child suffering so much and possibly not being cured made her feel suffocated, and her mind went blank.

"Ms. Lin, we will do our best. You can also think of some ways, such as getting all your relatives to do matching—what if there's a miracle?" Director Wu advised.

Lin Xiwei nodded: "Okay, I will. Thank you, Director Wu."

Director Wu turned to leave, but unexpectedly ran into Qin Jiamo at the ward door.

Qin Jiamo was on her way to work and was about to say hello to Lin Xiwei when she overheard this conversation.

He glanced inside the room and walked a few steps away with Director Wu.

"Young Master Qin."

Qin Jiamo nodded, paused slightly, and asked thoughtfully, "What is the probability of a successful umbilical cord blood match when parents have a second child?"

Director Wu was taken aback and looked at him intently. "One-quarter, most are half-matched."

"So low?" Qin Jiamo was somewhat surprised.

Director Wu said, "This is considered high. With current medical technology, a half-match already meets the surgical criteria. If it were a stranger match, the success rate would be about one in tens of thousands."

Qin Jiamo remained silent.

Director Wu asked, puzzled, "Young Master Qin, why are you asking this? Isn't the child conceived through sperm donation and IVF? Where are we going to find a biological father?"

"It's nothing, I was just asking out of curiosity." Qin Jiamo smiled politely. "You go ahead with your work, I'll talk to you later."

"Okay." Director Wu turned and left.

Qin Jiamo stood still for a moment, lost in thought, before pushing open the door to the ward.

Lin Xiwei had seen him earlier, and when she saw him come in, she immediately composed herself.

But Qin Jiamo could still tell that she had been crying.

"Attorney Qin, you haven't started work yet?" Lin Xiwei greeted him proactively.

So heartbroken by her son's illness, she couldn't care less about the embarrassing incident from the previous night.

Qin Jiamo approached, her expression slightly grave. "Director Wu told me about Junjun's situation. Don't be too pessimistic; there might still be a way."

Lin Xiwei understood the deeper meaning in his words and looked up at him.

"What other options are there?"

Qin Jiamo frowned slightly, but did not answer immediately.

Lin Xiwei said anxiously, "Attorney Qin, Junjun is your brother's only bloodline left in the world. You must want him to be healthy. If you have any solutions, please let me know. No matter how difficult it is, I will try my best. I can't lose Junjun..."

She had just composed herself when, overwhelmed with grief, she choked up again as she spoke.

Qin Jiamo didn't deliberately keep quiet; it was just that he found the method somewhat difficult to bring up.

"If you're going to need a bone marrow transplant, perhaps having another child would increase the chances of a match compared to finding a stranger." In the end, Qin Jiamo finally voiced her thoughts.

Lin Xiwei was taken aback. "Have another child?"

She was a little confused and asked blankly, "Who can I have a child with? I'm getting a divorce soon, and even if I don't, Su Yunfan can't have a child. I can't just grab anyone off the street and have a child after the divorce, can I?"

"Of course we can't just use any old thing, but isn't there one right here?"

Qin Jiamo's usually serious and aloof face showed obvious unease at this moment, and even his eyes revealed a hint of shyness.

Lin Xiwei's dazed state deepened!

She stared intently at Qin Jiamo, her shock no less than when she heard Qin Jiamo say yesterday that she wanted to bring Junjun to sleep in the same room with her.

The two stared at each other for a long while. Lin Xiwei, making sure she hadn't misunderstood, asked incredulously, "You mean... I'll have a child with you?"

Qin Jiamo didn't know what her reaction meant—it seemed like she was a little disgusted with him.

He reverted to his aloof demeanor, "Besides me, could you find a more suitable candidate?"

Lin Xiwei's brain completely shut down.

She stared blankly at Qin Jiamo for a long while, unsure how to reply.

She would do anything to save her son.

But having a child with Qin Jiamo...

This was a momentous decision that would affect both of their lives!

No, it affects three people!

And then there's the child born with a "mission and responsibility".