Chapter 573: A True Family of Three

One hour later.

Before Jian Yixin's Hospital Ward bed, Sheng Zerong said to his wife, "Wife, there is something I want to tell you; I guarantee you will be happy when you hear it."

He opened the first page of the household register and began to read page by page: "Head of Household, Sheng Zerong... Wife, Jian Yixin..."

"Ahem, ahem."

The momentous moment had arrived. For the sake of ceremony, Sheng Zerong specifically cleared his throat before saying, "Son, Sheng Moli..."

Jian Yixin's ring finger moved very slightly; if one were not observing specifically, it would be impossible to notice.

But Jian Yining had been observing the whole time.

His voice changed with excitement: "It moved, it moved! Brother-in-law, keep reading, my sister's finger moved!"

Sheng Zerong continued to read every word on the household register regarding his son in detail, especially the line with the date of transfer, which he read a full two times.

After finishing, he put down the household register, took his wife's hand, placed it on his own face, and said emotionally, "Yixin, did you hear that? This is what Godfather had me change. Godfather said that from now on, he is Moli's maternal grandfather, you are his third daughter, and you are Moli's mother. Moli only has you as a mother, and he only has me as a father..."

Tears flowed from the corners of Jian Yixin's eyes.

"Yixin, Yixin, wake up!"

"You heard me speaking, right? You can hear me speaking, right?"

He felt it.

This time, he not only saw his wife shedding tears, but he also truly felt her fingers move twice more.

Jian Yining had already disappeared, slipping away in a flash to find a doctor.

She slowly opened her eyes and said weakly, "Where is Moli?"

"Moli is in the pediatric Hospital Ward getting an IV drip; sister-in-law is taking care of him. Don't misunderstand, he wasn't injured from a fall; he caught a cold and has a fever. The doctor said that just like you, it was because of the shock. But now that you are better, our son will also get better very soon, don't worry..."

After Jian Yixin woke up, her body recovered very quickly.

Everyone said the child was fine and doing well, but she could not set her mind at ease; she had to go see for herself.

Lady Jian wanted to object, but before she could express her stance, she was dragged away by her son.

Supported by her husband, Jian Yixin walked toward the pediatric Hospital Ward, holding the household register against her chest.

Although she had been in a coma for those two days, she had heard everything everyone said to her.

Her husband said Moli didn't die, and even said not a single patch of skin was broken—she didn't believe it!

How could that be possible?

Could one be thrown from such a high building and be completely fine?

She thought her husband was fooling her, so subconsciously, she refused to wake up.

But later, when he read the household register, she believed it; if the child were gone, the household registration would never have been changed!

It was hearing about the change to the household register that reignited Jian Yixin's will to survive, and so she woke up.

Pediatric Hospital Ward.

Shi Youxuan replaced the cooling patch on Moli's forehead again, but when she touched his forehead, it was still scalding hot.

For these two days, she had been in the pediatric Hospital Ward taking care of Moli, not leaving for a single step.

She did not leave his side, not because Shi Youxuan was taking care of him so well, but because only by being there could she protect Moli's safety.

The hospital belonged to the Jian Family; if Lady Jian wanted to stir up some trouble here, it would be as easy as turning over one's hand.

Moli had barely escaped death; if Lady Jian caused some trouble, Jian Yixin would collapse even if she did wake up.

So Shi Youxuan guarded Moli; with her there, Lady Jian dared not come.

"Baobao, my son!"

Seeing her son lying on the hospital bed with an IV drip in his chubby little foot, a cooling patch on his forehead, and a bandage stuck to his cute little face, Jian Yixin's tears fell again immediately.

"Why did you come yourself?" Shi Youxuan gave up her seat to Jian Yixin so she could see the child at the closest distance.

Someone had already come to tell her the news of Jian Yixin waking up just a moment ago.

Shi Youxuan had been thinking about going to see her in a little while, but she hadn't expected her to come over the moment she woke up.

Sheng Zerong helped his wife sit down, then said to his sister-in-law, "She was so anxious the moment she woke up that she insisted on coming to see the child herself. I said I would bring Moli over for her to see, but she was afraid of disturbing the child, so she ended up disturbing herself."

Shi Youxuan sighed, "The way you act as a mother, you're more of a mother than a biological mother."

Jian Yixin retorted, "I am his biological mother, to begin with."

After saying this, she proudly displayed the household register in front of Shi Youxuan: "Look, we are now a reasonable, legal, and true family of three. I am his biological mother."

Shi Youxuan found it funny in her heart, thinking, *What are you showing off in front of me for? *

*I was the one who suggested this matter, alright? *

But on the surface, she put on a look of surprise: "Oh, let me see."

She took the household register, pretended to flip through it, and then returned it: "Congratulations, congratulations! Yixin, congratulations to you. Your deep maternal love even moved that old stubborn man, my father. It wasn't easy."

In fact, he had been moved long ago, but she just hadn't told Jian Yixin.

It was also thanks to not saying anything at the beginning that there was the surprise that followed!

"Wah—"

"Wah wah—"

"Wah wah wah—"

Moli woke up, and upon seeing Jian Yixin, he was incredibly excited.

For a child only a few months old, crying is the only way to express all emotions.

Baobao waved his two little hands to greet his mother, wanting a hug.

Jian Yixin was very weak, but upon seeing the child cry, she found strength from somewhere and picked the child up in one go.

Even though she needed support to walk and found even holding a water cup too heavy, she suddenly held her chubby son in her arms, kissing him while saying with heartache, "You've lost weight, my baby has lost weight!"

……

Shi Moli officially changed his name to Sheng Moli.

Shi Yucheng was no longer "Grandpa," willingly becoming a maternal grandfather instead.

The mother and son were reunited; though they lacked a blood connection, they seemed to share a spiritual bond, and Moli's fever broke soon after returning to his mother's side.

The mother and son recovered, yet they had no home to return to!

Shi Youxuan invited them to live in her home once again, and was refused once more.

Jian Yixin had a very sufficient reason: "You have three generations living under one roof; it's inconvenient, and we are now people of ill omen, so we won't go."

Since she said it this way, Shi Youxuan did not insist.

She did not insist because young people do not care, nor do they have so many rules.

But the elderly cannot, especially Sheng Jiang—he has no real ability, but he has plenty of rules.

He did not inherit even a bit of the Sheng Family Old Master's ability to devise strategies, but he not only accepted all of the Old Master's rules and so-called family traditions, he even carried them forward!

He dared not manage the few people in his own home.

But if outsiders came and he was unhappy, he could certainly give them a cold shoulder!

Shi Youxuan suggested again that they should move into her Apartment, staying there for as long as they liked until a new house was settled.

Jian Yixin readily agreed this time, and the family of three moved back into the Apartment.

Although Sheng Yukai was dead, the mess he left behind was still quite significant.

The servant who had originally delivered milk to the couple had been bought off by Sheng Yukai.

She not only put sleeping pills into the milk for the master and mistress, but also drugged the water dispenser used by the servants.

If it weren't for the fact that Sheng Zerong hadn't drunk that glass of milk, and one of the servants hadn't drunk any water that night, it would have been a massacre!

After the matter was exposed, this person was arrested and brought to justice, and she confessed to everything.

She confessed that a person with a turtle on their face had given her a sum of money—one hundred thousand yuan—and told her to mix a packet of white powder into the water or meals.