Chapter 490: Jiang Chenghao Has Recovered

In the time that followed, Jiang Chenghao developed a high fever.

And he remained in a high fever for three whole days and nights.

Li Beijue invited several doctors, but the reply he received from all of them was that they could only try to find a way to break the fever first, and discuss the rest after he woke up.

Jiang Baobao stayed by the bedside for three days without taking a single step away, and she became extremely haggard.

"Mom... Xin'ai..."

On the bed, Jiang Chenghao murmured these two names in his delirium, though he did not know how many times he had done so.

Jiang Baobao's hand, which was wiping sweat from him, paused slightly, and she felt a strange bitterness in her heart.

What exactly had her uncle seen in his dreams?

Was it Grandma and Xinaijie?

When would he finally be able to wake up?

Or would it just continue like this...

Just as Jiang Baobao was thinking this, she suddenly heard her phone ring.

【Baobao, how is Cheng Hao? Has he not woken up yet?】

Liu Xin'ai's text message revealed her anxiety; she had already asked countless times over these past few days.

Jiang Baobao's eyes flickered for a moment before she replied: 【He hasn't woken up yet, but it seems he isn't as feverish anymore; his temperature has dropped a bit compared to before.】

After replying, Jiang Baobao set her phone aside and picked up a cotton swab from the side, intending to dab some water onto Jiang Chenghao's lips.

Feeling that the water in the cup had gone cold, she got up and left the room, wanting to pour a fresh cup of hot water.

On the bed, Jiang Chenghao's fingers suddenly moved slightly.

Following that, his eyes, which had been tightly shut the whole time, opened slightly.

The room was quiet, without a single sound.

Jiang Chenghao's gaze looked blankly at the ceiling above, his expression still appearing somewhat dazed.

He seemed to have had a very long dream.

In the dream, there was Old Madam Jiang, there was Liu Xin'ai, and there was Jiang Baobao.

But as for what had happened in the dream, he couldn't quite remember.

Jiang Chenghao felt weak all over, and his head felt like it was splitting with pain.

He lifted his hand slightly, wanting to sit up from the bed.

But before he could move, he suddenly heard a "clatter!"

"Uncle!"

Jiang Baobao looked at the awakened Jiang Chenghao in disbelief; she didn't even care that the cup in her hand had fallen to the floor, and she hurriedly ran to the bedside in two steps.

"You're awake? How do you feel? Is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable?"

She held Jiang Chenghao's hand, her face full of concern.

Jiang Chenghao paused slightly, feeling unaccustomed to her touch, and slowly pulled his hand away.

"Baobao?"

He asked tentatively, his tone filled with confusion.

Jiang Baobao's appearance was much more mature than it had been six years ago, making her seem somewhat unfamiliar to him for a moment.

Yet, her current appearance was clearly and truly the same as the one that had existed in his dreams over these past few days.

"You... what did you just call me?"

Jiang Baobao hadn't heard this familiar form of address for a long time, and she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Baobao, what's wrong with you? Where is this?"

Jiang Chenghao looked at her in confusion, then turned his head to look at the surrounding environment.

Jiang Baobao's eyes suddenly turned red before she could stop them.

Had her uncle... recovered?

Did he recognize her?

Jiang Baobao wept with joy, and a tear rolled down just like that.

Jiang Chenghao was startled by her emotions, but his movements were already habitual as he rubbed her head, his tone doting: "Why are you still the same as when you were little, crying whenever you want?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Baobao cried even harder.

She never expected that Jiang Chenghao would recover so suddenly.

"Uncle, have you... have you really... recovered?"

Jiang Baobao was crying so hard she was out of breath, asking intermittently to confirm.

Jiang Chenghao's brain was still a bit dizzy, and he nodded gently.

The memories in his mind were truly fragmented and complex.

Basically, most of them stopped at a few years ago and the recent period of time.

Thinking of Old Madam Jiang, who was no longer in this world, Jiang Chenghao's expression immediately dimmed.

He remembered how he had gone mad yesterday.

He also remembered the feeling of his heart being pierced through the moment he saw his mother's remains being carried away at the villa.

"Baobao, your grandmother, she..."

Jiang Chenghao spoke slowly, but after saying only a few words, his tone couldn't help but choke up.

"Grandma... I have already made arrangements for her. Uncle, do you... do you still remember..."

Hearing him mention Old Madam Jiang, Jiang Baobao's tone immediately became cautious, fearing she might trigger him again.

Jiang Chenghao nodded, however, and said slowly: "I remember everything that happened in the recent period of time..."

Jiang Baobao was somewhat surprised and hurriedly asked, "What about before that..."

"Before that, there are only some fragmented memories left. The next most complete ones are the memories from before my accident..."

Jiang Chenghao sighed helplessly, feeling his headache becoming increasingly unbearable.

Seeing his poor complexion, Jiang Baobao hurriedly said, "Little Uncle, you should rest first. We can talk about anything else later..."

"I'm fine."

Jiang Chenghao shook his head, forcing himself to endure the discomfort.

He had only just woken up and truly had too many things he wanted to ask.

After a moment of silence, he continued to ask, "How did your grandmother... pass away?"

"It was... because of a sudden heart attack."

Jiang Baobao answered briefly, not daring to explain too much.

Jiang Chenghao asked again, "Then what did the Lu Family say?"

When he mentioned the Lu Family, Jiang Baobao's expression instantly turned much colder, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "The people from the Lu Family have already been sent to prison!"

"Prison?"

Jiang Chenghao was stunned upon hearing this.

Only then did Jiang Baobao carefully tell him everything that had happened over the past two days, and she couldn't help but ask, "Little Uncle, why exactly did you suddenly become mentally incapacitated back then? Do you have any impression of it? How exactly did Lu Guohui... drug you?"

Jiang Chenghao paused upon hearing this, thought carefully for a moment, and then slowly began to speak: "It must have been put in the teacup. Back then... after you suddenly disappeared, the Lu Family acted very eager and often asked me for news about you. Later... they proposed wanting to cooperate on business. Thinking of their relationship with you, I agreed. Every time I went to see Lu Guohui, he would have tea prepared in advance waiting for me. Other than that, I can't think of any other opportunity for them to drug me... Later..."

Jiang Chenghao paused for a moment before continuing: "From then on, I often felt headaches, and my memory and mental state also started having problems. I originally thought it was just from not resting well, until the car accident happened later... When I was sent to the Hospital, I was still slightly conscious, but I was forced by their people to swallow many strange pills. After I woke up, I..."

His memory came to an abrupt end there.

What remained were the fragmented pieces of the past two years of madness.

"So that's how it was..."

Jiang Baobao clenched her fists tightly, a flash of hatred suddenly crossing her eyes.

Lu Guohui had actually harmed Little Uncle in this way!

A cold light suddenly burst from Jiang Baobao's eyes, and she hurriedly said, "Little Uncle, don't worry, Lu Guohui and Xia Huiya will spend the rest of their lives in prison and will never be able to come out!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chenghao nodded. He still wanted to ask something else, but he opened his mouth and swallowed the words back. There was one name that had been lingering in his mind ever since he woke up just now.

Xin'ai...