The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Lin Zhiyuan's heart almost stopped beating. He asked anxiously, "What happened to godmother? Is it serious? Call an ambulance!"

"It shouldn't have reached that point yet, and...calling an ambulance won't have a good impact. Changan and I will go to the hospital now, you can meet me at 301!"

After Li Zhenshan said this, Lin Zhiyuan immediately understood that his godmother's sudden illness must have hidden reasons. Maybe she had quarreled with Guo Ting because of Li Changan. Moreover, the courtyard where Li Zhenshan lived was full of ministerial-level leaders. If an ambulance entered the courtyard on New Year's Eve, it would definitely alarm many people. Family disgrace should not be made public, and Li Zhenshan certainly didn't want too many people to know.

"Okay, brother, I'll go to the hospital right away. Let's keep in touch by phone at any time." Lin Zhiyuan put on his coat and briefly explained to his family who were watching TV that his godmother had a minor health problem and he wanted to go and see her.

Su Qiancheng, Lin Dajun, Ning Xiufen, and even Yang Zhilan were all nervous. They all wanted to go to the hospital with Lin Zhiyuan, but Lin Zhiyuan stopped them. "You guys should stay at home for the New Year. I'll go over and take a look. It shouldn't be a big problem. I'll call you if there's any situation."

Lin Zhiyuan took the car keys, drove Yang Zhilan's Land Cruiser out of the Houhai courtyard, and headed straight for 301.

After the car got on the North Second Ring Road, Lin Zhiyuan found that the road that was once bustling with people was now empty, with only a few taxis still on the road.

Lin Zhiyuan drove at full speed for the 301 kilometers and entered the gate of in just over minutes. After parking the car, Lin Zhiyuan called Li Zhenshan and learned that they were in the senior cadres' building. He jogged all the way and rushed over.

Today is New Year's Eve. The building of the high-ranking cadres' ward is very quiet. As soon as Lin Zhiyuan entered the first floor door, he saw Guo Ting sitting alone on a bench in the corridor.

"Sister-in-law!" As soon as Lin Zhiyuan appeared, Guo Ting felt like she had found a life-saving straw. She grabbed Lin Zhiyuan's sleeves tightly with both hands and seemed to be talking to herself. She was completely confused. "Zhiyuan, I really didn't mean it. I just said a few words to Changan, but I didn't expect Mom to be unhappy... wuwuwu..."

Although Guo Ting only said a few words, Lin Zhiyuan was still able to imagine the original appearance of the entire incident from these limited words.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. Where is godmother? I'll go in and take a look. I'm sure everything will be fine."

"Yes, yes, nothing will happen." Guo Ting nodded desperately and pointed to the room on the left.

Lin Zhiyuan pushed open the door and strode in.

In the ward, Li Zhenshan, Li Changan, and a doctor in a white coat were surrounding the bed. On the bed, old Mrs. Li was lying quietly with her eyes closed.

The doctor was talking to Li Zhenshan, "Director Li, don't worry. I think Auntie's condition is fine. It doesn't look like she has a cerebral hemorrhage. But to be on the safe side, let's do an MRI!"

Li Zhenshan nodded desperately, "Okay, do an MRI, do it now."

Li Changan turned around and saw Lin Zhiyuan, "Uncle, you're here!"

Lin Zhiyuan nodded, walked to the bedside, and looked down. Although Mrs. Li had her eyes closed, her face looked as if nothing serious was wrong. Her complexion was rosy and she did not look like a patient.

But since we are in the hospital, we should listen to the doctor.

Lin Zhiyuan, Li Zhenshan and Li Changan pushed a stretcher and took Mrs. Li to the MRI examination room.

Guo Ting followed closely behind. During the whole process, Li Zhenshan did not even look at her.

Today is New Year's Eve and there are no other patients, so the examination was completed quickly.

Everyone sent Mrs. Li back to the ward. While waiting for the test results, Lin Zhiyuan whispered to Li Zhenshan, "Brother, my sister-in-law is still in the corridor!"

Li Zhenshan's face turned pale. "No one wants to keep her here. If she wants to stay here, then let her stay! If she hadn't insisted on making trouble tonight, my mother wouldn't have had a seizure. And you..."

Li Zhenshan glared at Li Changan fiercely, "If you weren't ignorant, how could grandma become like this now?"

Li Changan lowered his head in shame. He had not expected his grandmother to suddenly fall ill because of him.

"Brother, this is a hospital." Lin Zhiyuan reminded Li Zhenshan.

Li Zhenshan sat on the chair, covered his face with his hands, and stopped talking.

Because Guo Ting married him when he was still a poor boy, he has always been grateful to Guo Ting and always gave in to her in some small things in daily life.

But tonight, during the reunion dinner, Guo Ting couldn't help but say a few more words to Li Changan. Old Mrs. Li couldn't stand it anymore and immediately retorted, "What's wrong with being born a farmer? What's wrong with a poor family? Our Li family has never been a famous family. There hasn't been a big shot in the past three generations. Zhenshan's father is just an ordinary technician in a steel factory. I raised my son by myself, and now he has made a name for himself."

It was New Year's Day, and Guo Ting felt embarrassed to be scolded by the old lady. She argued with the old lady, saying that Li Zhenshan was now a ministerial leader and he had to save his face.

Unexpectedly, after Guo Ting said a few words, Mrs. Li rolled her eyes and slid straight off the chair.

Li Zhenshan and Li Changan were so frightened at the time that they called Lin Zhiyuan.

While waiting for the result, Li Zhenshan was in a state of confusion. He was a filial son, raised by his widowed mother, and knew how difficult it was for his mother. He could tolerate her in any way he wanted, but his mother was his bottom line, which he would never allow to be touched.

Unconsciously, Li Zhenshan had already begun to think about divorce.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long. The doctor hurried into the ward with the results, and Guo Ting followed in timidly.

"Director Li, good news. The MRI shows that there is nothing wrong with the old lady's head. It's not a blood clot or a cerebral hemorrhage."

Li Zhenshan let out a long sigh, and then asked in confusion, "Doctor Li, why did my mother suddenly faint?"

"After all, the old lady is elderly. She may be emotionally agitated and her blood pressure may have risen. Director Li, how about this? Let's give her a comprehensive examination tomorrow morning."

Li Zhenshan agreed at that time.

At this moment, Mrs. Li suddenly opened her eyes and raised her trembling right hand, "Where is my grandson? Where is my old son?"

Lin Zhiyuan and Li Changan hurried to the bed.

"Godmother!"

"grandmother!"

Mrs. Li opened her eyes and looked at Li Changan, then at Lin Zhiyuan, and then she turned her gaze to Li Zhenshan, who was standing behind them with an anxious look on his face, "Zhenshan, come here."

"Mom, I'm here. What do you want to say?" Li Zhenshan hurriedly bent down and got as close to his mother as possible.

"Listen to mom, don't be angry with Guo Ting, you two go back first, and let my old son and eldest grandson accompany me. Mom is fine now."

Li Zhenshan disagreed at first, but he was afraid that his mother would be angry. Seeing that his mother was in good condition, he had to go home with Guo Ting first.

After the door of the ward was closed, Mrs. Li slowly supported herself and sat up. A sly smile appeared on her face. She said to Li Changan, "Grandson, grandma can only help you up to this point."