Chapter 470: Gu Zhiyan Discovers a Problem with His Mother's Medicine

Gu Yinxue grew anxious; she nearly cried out "Brother" again, but by now she clearly understood that continuing to call him that would only cause trouble and would not soften Gu Zhiyan's heart in the least.

"Mom only fainted from anger today and just woke up!" she said, rushing to stop him. "I'm not Mom's biological daughter, but you're Mom's biological son!"

The implication behind those words was clear to both of them.

Song Shiwei's mental and physical condition were both poor; if she suffered another blow, she might truly never wake again, and Gu Zhiyan, as her biological son, could never do such a thing.

Gu Zhiyan glanced at his mother's condition, recalled the doctor's warning that his mother must not be agitated again, and forcibly swallowed every word he had to say.

He also knew this was Gu Yinxue leveraging the situation to keep him in check.

So he left her with one sentence: "You can dodge the first, but you can't dodge the fifteenth."

Gu Yinxue's heart went cold.

Song Shiwei could tell the atmosphere between the siblings was hostile, and with the conversation cut short, her brow furrowed even tighter.

"Mom, I—I'll come see you again tomorrow." Gu Yinxue bent down to hug her mother, then rose and left.

The instant she stepped out of the hospital room, her gaze instantly darkened, her face so black it could drip ink.

Things had already spun completely out of her control; she could no longer sit and wait for death.

Gu Yinxue pulled out her phone from her bag, dialed an overseas number with no contact label, and said in a low voice: "Arrange two people for me."

In the hospital room.

Song Shiwei felt utterly weak, the bitterness in her heart with no one to confide in; she once had a daughter, and now even her daughter had left—driven away by her own son.

Things were different now; Song Shiwei no longer dared to lose her temper at her son, whereas in the past she would have reproached him.

"Zhi Yan, you and Yin Xue have been siblings for twenty-eight years, after all..."

"Mom, I don't want to talk about this." Gu Zhiyan spoke up to interrupt, his gaze resolute—if his mother brought it up again, he would leave.

Song Shiwei slowly closed her eyes, her heart even more suffocated.

Gu Zhiyan reached out to tuck the blanket around his mother and asked, "Where's Dad?"

Song Shiwei's back tensed.

Gu Zhiyan: "You and the old man won't let him contact the outside world, is that it?"

Faced with her son's questioning, Song Shiwei immediately retorted: "No, he can contact you all, but he hasn't. I don't know if he's doing it deliberately, so that you all... resent me."

Gu Zhiyan fell silent at once.

"Mom, what are you really doing?"

"I want this family to be like before—whole and happy!"

"Our family was whole to begin with, if it weren't for..." Thinking of his mother's condition, Gu Zhiyan's rising voice instantly died down.

Song Shiwei heard it, and grew angry too.

"You blame me too, don't you!" She widened her eyes and demanded of her son. "This is adults' business, it has nothing to do with you."

Gu Zhiyan looked at his mother, who refused to change, his heart sinking bit by bit, growing more and more disappointed.

This gaze of gradual disappointment pained Song Shiwei.

Because she had seen a similar gaze in Gu Sen during this period as well.

"I need to rest."

"All right." Gu Zhiyan uttered a single bitter word, rose, and left.

Song Shiwei had wanted to call her son back, but didn't know how; her heart was both conflicted and pained.

After leaving the hospital room, Gu Zhiyan redialed Gu Hui's phone: "Uncle Hui, I want to find a few bodyguards to watch over my mom, and watch over Gu Yinxue too."

He could no longer let his mother come into contact with Gu Yinxue.

Gu Hui said he would arrange it immediately.

Gu Zhiyan asked again: "What exactly is my dad's situation? What was it he had me sign?"

Gu Hui said: "I know you're worried about your dad. Don't worry—your dad anticipated all of this. You just need to wait; only by doing nothing will things go smoothly."

Gu Zhiyan had heard this more than once and couldn't help saying: "Uncle Hui, I..."

Gu Hui: "Zhi Yan, your dad doesn't distrust you. He just doesn't want you to end up in a dilemma, repeating his old path."

Gu Zhiyan nodded: "Understood. Then do you know about my dad wanting a divorce?"

Gu Hui: "Everyone in the Gu family knows."

Gu Zhiyan nodded and said yes: "Uncle Hui, I don't know what to do about this. No child wants their parents to divorce, but if even I go and pressure my dad, my dad will truly be isolated and helpless."

Gu Hui remained silent and said nothing.

Gu Zhiyan continued: "Uncle Hui, it's fine, I'll weigh it myself."

Gu Hui: "Take good care of yourself over there—that's what matters most for you."

Less than half an hour after the call ended, Gu Zhiyan saw the bodyguards Uncle Hui had arranged. He specifically instructed them: "Apart from me and the doctors and nurses, no one may approach this hospital room."

"Yes, Young Master."

"Especially Gu Yinxue. If it's other people from the family, and I'm not here, call me first." The seeds of suspicion planted earlier had now been confirmed; his trust in Gu Yinxue had long since fallen apart.

The bodyguards nodded in acknowledgment.

When Song Shiwei noticed bodyguards posted outside her room, her brow furrowed again and again, but she didn't resist—she just lay on the bed silently shedding tears, every so often murmuring Gu Sen's name.

From time to time she looked out the window, her mind filled with memories of meeting Gu Sen and those first six months of newlywed bliss, and as she thought about it she couldn't help but smile a little, yet as she smiled the tears welled up again.

She raised her hand to wipe them away once more.

……

Early the next morning.

Gu Zhiyan received a call from the bodyguards, who said: "Aunt Wu came to the hospital to bring the madam's tonic soup and the madam's medicine. Young Master, should we let Aunt Wu in?"

"Wait for me to come over." Gu Zhiyan's guard was very high now; aside from his father and Uncle Hui, he trusted almost no one.

After hanging up, the bodyguards did not let Aunt Wu through, and Aunt Wu didn't force her way in either, but waited quietly, revealing not the slightest trace of anything amiss.

Gu Zhiyan hurried over, and Wu Ma respectfully called him Young Master, lifting the insulated food container and saying, "Young Master, I'm here to deliver nourishing soup to Madam, and also Madam's medicine. Miss said Madam forgot to bring her medicine yesterday, and it won't be good if she doesn't take it. This soup was also something Miss had me prepare for Madam."

Gu Zhiyan looked at Wu Ma, who had been with the Gu family for many years, and corrected her, "Wu Ma, she's no longer part of our family. You don't need to call her that anymore."

Wu Ma frowned slightly, "Young Master, even though Miss doesn't share the Gu family's blood, she really does care about you all..."

"Wu Ma." Gu Zhiyan spoke up to interrupt her. Wu Ma said nothing more. She wanted to go in to deliver the things but was blocked again.

"Give me the soup and the medicine. You don't need to go in."

Wu Ma handed the items over without hesitation, but was called back just as she turned to leave.

Gu Zhiyan looked thoughtful, "The soup Gu Yinxue had you prepare, and the medicine you're delivering?"

Wu Ma nodded, "Yes, Young Master." She still wanted to say that Miss really did care about this family, that she cared about every person in it.

Gu Zhiyan: "Does she know you came here?"

Wu Ma nodded.

Gu Zhiyan: "Don't tell her that you gave the things to me."

Wu Ma caught the hint of suspicion and frowned again.

Gu Zhiyan: "If you don't want to stay at the Gu family, then you don't have to do as I say."

Wu Ma: "Understood, Young Master."

After watching Wu Ma leave, Gu Zhiyan did not take the things into the hospital room. Instead, he detoured to find a doctor, had the soup tested, and asked the doctor to examine the medicine.

There was nothing wrong with either.

Could it be that he was overthinking?

Gu Zhiyan carried the soup and medicine back to the hospital room, and saw his mother sitting dejectedly at the head of the bed, mechanically taking her medicine with water.

The medicine bottle was identical to the one in his hand.

"Didn't you forget to bring your medicine yesterday?" Gu Zhiyan walked over and set the things down.

Song Shiwei shook her head, "No, I had it in my inside pocket."

She was much calmer than yesterday.

Gu Zhiyan casually picked up the opened medicine bottle and looked at it — the same. The color and shape of the Medicine Pills were the same. As for the smell of the medicine, he wasn't a doctor and couldn't detect any difference.

The moment he pinched a Medicine Pill, he still noticed something different. The bottle of Medicine Pills in his mother's hand had no markings, while the bottle of Medicine Pills in his hand had markings.