Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

She looked deeply at Fu Zhengting on the bed, smiled kindly, and said, "Shen, go to sleep well and don't think about anything. Mom is going to sleep too."

She went to help Jiang Hui.

Jiang Hui smiled lovingly at Fu Zhengting and was helped away by Xiao Hailan.

Fu Zhenlong didn't want to wait for the elevator with Xiao Hailan, so he didn't leave in a hurry.

Fu Ziliu went over and told the nurses to go about their business while she pushed Fu Zhenlong.

Fu Zhenlong specifically asked the doctor to arrange for him to stay in a ward on his floor.

Uncle Zhong said coldly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but we've already selected a ward for your hospital admission."

Fu Zhengting is at an age where he needs care and love, but his parents didn't show him any. What's the point of showing them care now?

The nurse pushed Fu Zhengting out.

Uncle Zhong and Anan followed along.

Fu Zhenlong wasn't angry; Uncle Zhong treated his son much better than he, the biological father, did.

He still wanted to go with him to his son's hospital room to see him.

She looked up and gave Fu Ziliu a glance.

Fu Ziliu looked at Uncle Zhong's back with resentment. Uncle Zhong didn't even know his place, daring to reprimand his father like that.

Fu Zhenlong tugged at Fu Ziliu's hand, signaling her not to be angry.

Fu Ziliu suppressed her anger and decided to let it go, considering her brother had woken up, and decided not to bother with it.

She felt much more at ease as long as Mu Tiantian wasn't by her brother's side.

She pushed Fu Zhenlong along.

Back in the car, Qin Dongyang didn't rush to drive. He asked Mu Tiantian if there was anything she wanted to take with her.

I don't want to come back to Nancheng after I go back.

Over the years, he and Fu Zhenlong have both lived in Dongcheng, but they have deliberately avoided running into each other.

If you don't want to meet, you won't bump into each other even if you're in the same city.

Mu Tiantian shook her head.

She didn't own anything valuable; her clothes were all inexpensive.

She didn't mention needing her ID card, thinking that when they were reunited with their relatives, she might have to change her name, transfer her household registration, and possibly even be investigated.

I want to come back to Nancheng again.

Qin Dongyang was well aware of Mu Tiantian's little scheme, but he didn't reveal it.

He doesn't want to go through all that trouble now.

He has friends at the police station; he can ask the police to help with the household registration transfer later.

It's not advisable to stay here any longer; I need to go back and be with my elderly father.

He started the car and drove away.

Xiao Hailan helped Jiang Hui back to the ward. Not long after Jiang Hui lay down, Uncle Zhong and Anan followed the nurse to the ward across the street.

The two specifically booked this room when they were admitted to the hospital.

This would make it easier for Jiang Hui, the future mother-in-law, and Fu Zhengting to look after each other.

As Xiao Hailan was about to close the ward door, she saw Uncle Zhong and the others, and smiled with satisfaction.

Uncle Zhong was the most thoughtful.

This way, it would be easier for her to take care of Jiang Hui and her son.

Uncle Zhong ignored Xiao Hailan; his arrangement was entirely for Jiang Hui's sake.

Xiao Hailan is far inferior to Jiang Hui.

Jiang Hui was yawning repeatedly from sleepiness. When she realized that Fu Zhengting was living across the street, she was so happy that she immediately perked up and sat up, wanting to go down and see him. Xiao Hailan, who had returned to the bedside, helped her lie down. "Alright, Hui, don't be so excited. With Uncle Zhong and Anan, our two loyal right and left hands, we don't need to worry about anything."

Jiang Hui nodded optimistically, "At least now A-Shen is healthy, and Tian Tian's mystery of her origins has been solved, so other problems are not problems at all."

Xiao Hailan was infected by the smile and laughed too, "That's right, nothing else matters."

"Sleep, sleep, I'm so sleepy." Jiang Hui yawned. Her body couldn't take any more exertion. She had walked around quite a bit all night, and she fell fast asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

Xiao Hailan pulled the blanket up to cover Jiang Hui.

Looking back towards the opposite ward, the door wasn't closed yet, and you could vaguely see your son lying on the hospital bed.

She wanted to see her son before going to sleep.

Fearing that Uncle Zhong and Anan would still chase her away, they stayed with Jiang Hui and didn't rush to go out.

She would wait until her son fell asleep and Uncle Zhong and Anan left before she could take another look.

In the ward across the street.

Fu Zhengting couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did.

He's now incredibly curious about everything around him and his situation.

He looked at Uncle Zhong and Anan standing by the hospital bed and asked, "Could you tell me in detail about my identity and past experiences? How I was injured? And what were the specific grudges between those people?"

Lying in the hospital room, my head was throbbing with pain, and I couldn't hear very well.

"Boss, of course I can't tell you that," Anan joked.

He smiled and asked the nurse who hadn't left yet, "Miss Nurse, don't you think so?"

The nurse smiled and nodded, adopting a doctor's posture as she ordered Fu Zhengting, "What you need to do now is rest well. Don't use your brain since you've injured it."

This guy is so handsome, she's willing to come and take care of him every day, and she'd be even happier to wipe his body and do things like that.

Fu Zhengting didn't ask any more questions, his eyes becoming more enigmatic.

Since none of these people would tell him, he would find his lost memories himself.

He will find out exactly how he met and fell in love with that woman named Mu Tiantian.

He obediently closed his eyes and went to sleep for the time being.

Uncle Zhong looked at Fu Zhengting with loving eyes and gently patted his head. "Ah Shen, you need to rest well so you can get better sooner. Once you get better, your memory will naturally return slowly."

Uncle Zhong suddenly remembered that he hadn't told Zhang Huamei about Fu Zhengting waking up yet, so he asked Anan to stay in the ward while he went out to make a phone call.

Afraid of waking Zhang Huamei from her sleep, I sent her a message before making the call and received a reply from her.

Zhang Huamei couldn't sleep in the villa. She was still folding origami cranes, waiting for news from Fu Zhengting. She didn't sleep, and neither did the older children.

The younger ones couldn't stay awake and fell asleep.

Upon learning that Fu Zhengting had woken up, she held the origami cranes and smiled happily.

Whether or not folding paper cranes has any practical use, at least it represents her and the children's wholehearted sincerity.

This time, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

If Fu Zhengting didn't die, then it's the same as no one was killed.

The reconstruction of the orphanage received donations and support from all sectors of society, especially from a Mr. Qin, who donated the most.

She washed her face and then went to sleep peacefully with the children.

After hanging up with Zhang Huamei, Uncle Zhong looked through his contacts and found the phone number of the public relations manager.

Having worked alongside Fu Zhengting for many years, I've become quite familiar with some of Fu's management and his background.

He thought of the announcement that Fu Zhenlong had the public relations manager issue earlier, announcing the new successor.

They probably really want Fu Zhengting dead.

He wanted to let them know that Fu Zhengting was not dead!

To avoid causing concern among netizens for Fu Zhengting, he suggested that the public relations manager release the news of Fu Zhengting waking up as soon as he arrived at work.

The public relations manager was a little annoyed at being woken up, but his anger vanished instantly when he heard the good news that Fu Zhengting had woken up.

He got up, turned on the computer, and started operating it himself at home.

Uncle Zhong looked at the message from the public relations manager and gave a meaningful, sarcastic laugh.

The new successor is likely to be disappointed.