Her gaze was unfocused, and she couldn’t gather her thoughts, as if deeply pierced by something.
"There’s nothing? Why was Zhenshan still thinking of Xiao Dan until his death... and didn’t leave me a word? He never even looked at me properly. He said he had only one wife in his life, and that was Yi Xiaodan. I’m just the mother of his children; I’m not his wife, never."
"Madam, come on, take your medicine."
"I’m not taking medicine. I’m not sick. I know very well that I’m just... I’m just guilty, I’m sorry for Xiao Dan, I’m sorry to her."
"Madam, you shouldn’t talk nonsense , Miss Yi was just unlucky; it’s not related to you."
"It’s not related to me, not related!"
Madam Lai quietly crouched down, hugging herself tightly as tears moistened her clothes.
A sense of loss overwhelmed her heart, making her feel as if she had fallen into endless darkness, incapable of climbing out.
"Madam, don’t move; I’ll be right there."
After instructing Madam Lai, Nanny Wu left the study; she needed to quickly clean up the broken glass to prevent Madam Lai from accidentally hurting herself.
At that moment, Madam Lai slowly bent down and, with trembling hands, picked up some shards. The tiny fragments cut her fingers, but she felt no pain—only endless sorrow in her heart.
Drops of blood fell onto the shards, as vivid red as rose petals.
This scene deepened Madam Lai’s immersion in her inner world, making her feel like the shattered glass, never again to be whole.
"Madam, you... you’re bleeding. Just wait, don’t move."
"I’m fine, I’m very good!"
Madam Lai slowly stood up, looking down at her bleeding finger as tears uncontrollably streamed down, yet the corners of her mouth slightly curved upward.
Nanny Wu frowned and quickly fetched the first aid kit.
She felt very guilty; she should have thought to move Madam Lai to the sofa to rest while she went to fetch a broom, perhaps then she wouldn’t have gotten hurt and bled so much.
Soon, Nanny Wu took out antiseptic cotton balls, iodine, and bandages from the first aid kit.
She gently wiped the blood off Madam Lai’s fingers, took a piece of antiseptic cotton from the jar, dampened it with iodine, and tenderly cleaned around the wound, again and again.
Then, Nanny Wu cut a piece of bandage and carefully began bandaging Madam Lai’s finger.
She skillfully wrapped the bandage around the wound, ensuring it was well-protected. Each time she secured the bandage, she would gently press it down to make it fit snugly and meticulously.
This focused care was like giving Madam Lai emotional solace.
Madam Lai’s eyes welled up, quietly watching.
The scene made her feel a warmth of being cared for and protected. Her tense emotions gradually eased, and the inner turmoil slowly calmed down, no longer so agitated.
Nanny Wu gently released the bandage, seeing that Madam Lai’s injury was properly attended to, and smilingly said, "Madam, it’s all right now, don’t worry; it will heal soon."
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Madam Lai looked at her neatly bandaged finger, tears overflowing. She wished to call out "mom," something she hadn’t done in a long time, but the word halted at her lips—she simply couldn’t say it.
The two had been together for twenty-some years, through pregnancy discomforts, the chaos of raising children, and the ups and downs among sisters-in-law—with Nanny Wu always beside her, like a mother.
"Nanny Wu, thank you. If it hadn’t been for you, maybe these years I might have..."
Nanny Wu gently patted Madam Lai’s hand and tenderly replied: "Madam, don’t be afraid, it’s all right. I’ll always be by your side."
No son could compare to you.
Madam Lai silently thought to herself, then suddenly smiled broadly, radiant with joy.
Suddenly, an excited male voice came.
"Mom, Uncle said he..." Li Zihan ran in, smiling. After pausing for a few seconds, he asked with concern, "Mom, how did you get hurt?"
"It’s nothing; I accidentally cut my hand while picking up a glass." Madam Lai smiled as she explained.
"I see. Be more careful next time."
"What about Uncle? What did he say?"
"Oh, that, Uncle said he’s not going back to our hometown in Blue City. He wants to join my roast duck restaurant, and after he’s discharged, he’ll stay here and not leave again."
Madam Lai, upon hearing this, froze, unable to believe such words could come from Yuan Feng’s mouth.
He had always refused before!
Odd, could something have happened?
"Did Uncle really say that?" Madam Lai asked again, wanting to confirm its truthfulness.
"Mom, don’t worry; I won’t ask Uncle for money. I just quietly wanted to tell you—Uncle isn’t leaving! How about that, a big surprise, right?"
Even the proud Second Young Master of the Lai Family, a true man, couldn’t possibly ask for Uncle’s retirement money.