Qin Jian wrapped An Hao in his clothes and carefully supported her as she walked.
An Hao climbed into bed and felt much more comfortable.
Suddenly, the phone at the bedside started ringing, jarringly invasive in the deep of the night.
"Who could it be this late?" An Hao lazily turned over and settled into a comfortable position to lie down.
"I don't know." Qin Jian's eyelids twitched twice, fearing it wasn't going to be good news; he picked up the phone and, as expected, the call was about the Qin Family.
"Brother, can you come to the hospital in town? Mom and Song Yueqin got into a fight and she's been unconscious ever since. The local doctor said there's bleeding in her brain, and she must be transferred to another hospital immediately," Qin Fen said urgently.
There was trouble in the Qin Family again.
The voice from the phone was loud, and An Hua also heard it; her eyes fixed on Qin Jian, seemingly eager to hear his response.
"Brother! Brother! Did you hear me?"
