Lin Zheng’an and his wife were also greatly shocked.
“Weiwei, how could Junjun get that kind of illness? Has the doctor confirmed it? Could it be a mistake?” Zhao Xingfen pressed with rapid questions.
Lin Xiwei’s heart ached, but her expression remained calm. “I brought Junjun here for a re-examination. Once the bone marrow biopsy is done, we’ll know whether it was a mistake.”
“Oh dear! This… how could this happen!” Lin Zheng’an kept sighing in dismay.
Su Yunfan was stunned for a long moment, his expression complicated and pained. He looked at Lin Xiwei and couldn’t help but complain: “Did you give him something he shouldn’t have eaten? He’s been healthy his whole life—how could he suddenly…”
Before he could finish, his phone rang.
Lin Xiwei watched his movement as he reached for it.
“Is it your first love calling again? Since she needs you so badly, let’s just get the divorce paperwork done quickly, and you can devote yourself entirely to her.” Lin Xiwei’s tone was extremely calm.
Su Yunfan didn’t answer. He hung up.
Zhao Xingfen studied her son-in-law’s expression and this time believed her daughter’s words.
She began to panic: “Yunfan, do you really want a divorce? That woman outside is just after your money. You need to stay clear-headed.”
After advising her son-in-law, Zhao Xingfen turned to her daughter. “Weiwei, it’s perfectly normal for a man to occasionally succumb to temptation. If you just coax Yunfan a bit more, he’ll definitely change his mind.”
Lin Xiwei looked at her “earnestly persuasive” mother and suddenly felt that these closest family members were utterly terrifying and foreign to her.
“Mom, by your logic, did Dad do the same thing once, and you coaxed him back?” She couldn’t suppress the grief in her heart and blurted it out.
The next second—”Smack!”—a slap landed.
Lin Zheng’an showed no remorse for hitting his daughter. “Ungrateful wretch! Is that what a daughter should say?”
On the hospital bed, little Junjun was frightened by the scene and quickly jumped off the bed.
“Grandpa! You’re not allowed to hit my mommy!”
The little one, without even putting on shoes, rushed in front of his mother and spread his arms to protect her, his tender little face tilted up as he looked at the elder before him.
Lin Xiwei’s emotions, held back for so long, finally burst forth completely under her son’s protection.
She crouched down and hugged her son, tears streaming like a broken dam.
“Mommy, don’t cry. Junjun will blow on it for you. Hoo… hoo… Blowing on it will make it stop hurting.”
Su Chengjun cupped his mother’s face with both hands, gently coaxing her while blowing on her. His overly mature reaction melted Lin Xiwei’s heart.
“Su Yunfan, how are you being a husband? Mommy got hit, and you don’t even say anything!”
After comforting his mother, Su Chengjun turned his head and glared at his father, lecturing him in the tone of a little adult.
But Su Yunfan was still immersed in the shock of his son having leukemia and showed little reaction.
In his understanding, raising a son provided for old age and carried on the family line.
So if he divorced, he had to have the son—even if that son was conceived through donor sperm.
At least legally and socially, he was his son.
But if this son had a serious illness that might not be curable, then what use was keeping him?
“Junjun, you mustn’t talk to your father that way. That’s disrespectful.” Zhao Xingfen deliberately put on a stern face, scolding her grandson.
Su Chengjun stared at his grandmother for two seconds, then suddenly spoke: “Hmph! I hate you all. I don’t want you to come see me anymore. All of you, leave!”
Lin Xiwei picked up her son, her eyes still red, but her emotions had already settled.
“Did you hear that? Junjun said for all of you to leave.” Her voice was hoarse.
Only now did Su Yunfan snap back to reality. He looked at the mother and son, paused, and asked: “If he’s confirmed to have that illness, you still want him?”
Lin Xiwei shot him a murderous glare and didn’t answer at all, only tossing out: “Su Yunfan, I’ll see you in court. I’ve changed my mind now—if you want a divorce, you’ll have to leave with nothing!”
How could he ask such a cruel question.
Whether or not Junjun was sick, he was flesh and blood from her own body—a treasure she held in the palm of her hands.
How could she possibly not want him!
In the tense standoff, Su Yunfan’s phone rang again.
This time he glanced at it and answered.
“Hey, Xiao Rou…”
Su Yunfan took the call, his expression suddenly changing, and then turned and walked away without looking back.
“I told you not to read so many books, ugh!” Lin Zheng’an glared angrily at his daughter, then turned to chase after his son-in-law. “Yunfan…”
Zhao Xingfen also scolded her daughter: “Look at how you’ve raised your child—absolutely no manners at all! Just keep it up. A perfectly good family is going to be ruined by you!”
After they all left, Lin Xiwei let out a long sigh, relaxing as she tightly held her son in her arms.
She only had her son now…
“Mommy, don’t be sad. Junjun will always be with you.”
“Mm, Mommy will too—always be with Junjun…”
Lin Xiwei kissed her son’s little face with relief, making a silent vow in her heart—
No matter what illness her son had, no matter how much money it cost, no matter what means she had to use, she would save her son at any cost.
After coaxing her son to sleep, Lin Xiwei picked up her phone and looked up the procedures for filing for divorce, wanting to have a clear picture in her mind.
A soft knock came at the hospital room door.
She turned around—it was her best friend.
“Junjun’s asleep? I’m on my lunch break, so I thought I’d come by and see you both.” Chu Qing poked her head in and whispered.
Afraid of waking her son, Lin Xiwei stood up and gestured for her best friend to continue the conversation outside.
Once the door was closed and they were in the hallway, Chu Qing asked, “Why didn’t Su Yunfan come? Isn’t he worried when his son is sick? Usually he seems to really like Junjun.”
From yesterday until now, Lin Xiwei had been hit with one blow after another and hadn’t yet had a chance to tell her best friend the whole story.
But she had no intention of hiding it, because when it came to treating her son, she would inevitably need to trouble her best friend in the future.
So, she gathered her thoughts and recounted everything that had happened yesterday and today.
Before Chu Qing even heard the whole story, she flew into a rage several times.
“Damn! Su Yunfan is such a scumbag! How dare he? He was the one who pursued you, and now he goes and—”
“And your parents—I seriously doubt you’re even their biological daughter! Who treats their own daughter like that, fawning over their son-in-law every day?”
Lin Xiwei smiled faintly, the bitterness known only to herself.
“So what are you planning to do now?” After her anger subsided, Chu Qing quickly calmed down.
Lin Xiwei said, “First, get Junjun checked out. If he’s diagnosed with leukemia, we’ll actively pursue treatment. Second, I need to start looking for a job, otherwise I’ll be at a disadvantage in fighting for custody. Finally, I need to hire a professional divorce lawyer.”
Chu Qing looked at her and nodded repeatedly. “That’s the Lin Xiwei I know—never entangled with trash people and trash situations, always clear about what she needs to do and what she should do.”
Lin Xiwei gave a bitter smile. “It’s also out of necessity.”
She wanted to wallow in despair, wanted to give up completely.
But her son’s health couldn’t wait.
They say a mother becomes strong for her child, and at this moment she understood that fully.
No matter how chaotic or painful her heart was, she still had to pull herself together, find her direction, and fight through the thorns.
Chu Qing was silent for a moment, then suddenly took out her phone.
“Oh, right, there’s something—I originally thought since Su Yunfan was here, I didn’t want to upset him, so I couldn’t tell you. But now it doesn’t matter.”
Lin Xiwei was curious. “What is it?”
“Look at this.” Chu Qing opened the official media public account and tapped on a news article.
“This was posted this morning. Look at this firefighter who died in the line of duty—does he look familiar?”
She handed the phone to Lin Xiwei and watched her expression.
Lin Xiwei frowned and focused on the news.
For a moment, she froze.
The news reported on a firefighter who had died heroically, a tragic loss that evoked grief and regret.
What surprised her was that this firefighter’s features were strangely familiar!
“The look in his eyes and brows… he looks like Junjun!” Lin Xiwei’s eyes widened in astonishment.
“Right? It’s amazing. And look closely—the mouth is a bit similar too.” Chu Qing pointed it out with her finger.
“Ah, it’s such a shame—he wasn’t even twenty-six. He had such an upright face, and he died saving his teammates. So heartbreaking!” Chu Qing sighed repeatedly.
Lin Xiwei stared at the firefighter’s memorial photo for a long while, her heart heavy with sorrow.
“Say, if this firefighter had donated sperm before he died, could he be Junjun’s biological father?” Chu Qing asked thoughtfully.
Lin Xiwei shook her head. “It can’t be that coincidental. In this vast world, there are plenty of people who look alike.”
“True…”
After their sighs, the conversation returned to how Lin Xiwei would handle the divorce.
Chu Qing said, “Later, I’ll ask my uncle to recommend a reliable divorce lawyer.”
Chu Qing’s uncle was a law professor at a university with extensive connections in the legal field.
“Mm, thank you—I’m really lucky to have you.”
“Don’t be so formal with me.”
That afternoon, Lin Xiwei had just brought her son back to the ward after a bone marrow aspiration when Chu Qing called.
“Weiwei, the most powerful lawyer in Jiangcheng is Qin Jiamo. He mainly handles criminal cases, but he’s also top-notch at divorce litigation. However, my uncle said he only takes divorce cases for the ultra-wealthy—those with listed companies and assets of at least 500 million to divide, so…”
Before Chu Qing finished, Lin Xiwei understood.
Although Su Yunfan’s tech company had grown well in recent years by riding the wave, it wasn’t listed yet.
And her marital assets with Su Yunfan were nowhere near 500 million.
“Got it, no problem. I’ll look for another lawyer.” Lin Xiwei comforted her best friend.
“Don’t rush! Even though Lawyer Qin’s threshold is high, it’s not completely impossible. I’ll pester my uncle until he agrees to help make an introduction. Wait for my news!”
It had to be said, Chu Qing was indeed loyal to the extreme.
Lin Xiwei was deeply grateful. “Alright, thank you no matter the outcome, and thank your uncle for me too.”
Early in the morning, Qin Jiamo came to the hospital again to visit Old Mrs. Qin.
When she learned that her son was going to the fire station today to collect his younger son’s belongings, the old lady was overcome with grief again and wept uncontrollably.
After comforting his mother and instructing the caregiver, Qin Jiamo put on sunglasses to hide his reddened eyes and left the ward.
Han Rui was waiting nearby and fell into step as he came out.
“Boss, Professor Chu contacted you, hoping to ask you to take on a divorce case.” Han Rui reported in a low voice.
Qin Jiamo was in a bad mood and said coldly, “Let’s not discuss work today. We’ll talk in a couple of days.”
“Yes.”
While waiting for the elevator, Han Rui took out his phone and carefully crafted a reply to Professor Chu.
After a moment, the elevator arrived, and the two stepped inside.
Just as the elevator doors were about to close, someone hurried over. “Wait!”
Han Rui reached out and held the door.
Lin Xiwei rushed over quickly and, catching sight of the two tall, aloof figures before her, unconsciously held her breath.
“Thank you.” She nodded politely at Han Rui, who had held the elevator for her.
Han Rui looked at her closely and recognized her as the mother of the little boy who had gotten lost yesterday. He returned a smile.
The elevator descended in silence.
Lin Xiwei glanced at Qin Jiamo, who remained silent, and felt that his presence was icy and imposing.
Coupled with the fact that he wore sunglasses even indoors, he seemed even more aloof and unapproachable.
Holding her breath, she stared at the descending numbers on the elevator display, hoping it would reach the first floor soon.
Suddenly, her phone rang, breaking the silence in the elevator.
Lin Xiwei quickly took out her phone. “Hello, Qingqing.”
“Weiwei, my uncle said we’ll have to wait two days. The lawyer has some family matters to attend to and is on leave for the next few days.”