Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 317: A Bit Heartrending

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: A Bit Heartrending

Song Mingbo also said that currently, only Hospital Director Zhuang and two doctors know about it.

Song Yunuan seriously asked, "Big brother, how did you find out?"

Song Mingbo said he felt uneasy, so he went to the base to look for his uncle. When he wasn’t there, he finally learned that he was in the hospital.

Now, no one in the family knows.

The uncle also didn’t want anyone to know, and he even instructed Song Mingbo not to tell Little Nuan.

Song Yunuan didn’t blame Song Mingbo for not telling her.

The uncle is an elder who cares about saving face.

Of course, he wouldn’t want his younger relatives to see him bound to a bed.

"Are you planning to go today?"

Song Mingbo shook his head, "The uncle doesn’t want me to go."

Song Yunuan: "Did I tell you that Old Master Xia is coming to town today? I have to pick him up."

Song Mingbo shook his head again, without asking anything else, "I’ll go with you."

Xia Bowen came by before he left and told Song Yunuan to arrange a few more activities for Shangguan Wan in the coming days. While she was staying at his house, she must maintain a positive mindset.

He also told Song Yunuan that the other two must be hidden. Shangguan Yunqi had said that Old Qi was very skilled with makeup; he could transform into a woman and she wouldn’t even recognize him.

In the end, he also urged Song Yunuan to study hard, so when the school year began, she could devote herself to her studies.

He really did sound like an elder.

Song Mingbo had always harbored doubts, but he simply hadn’t had the chance to ask.

Now, bringing up Xia Bowen, he finally asked, "Little Nuan, I don’t understand why you would speak on Xia Bowen’s behalf. Someone like him deserves to end up with nothing, yet he’s still working and can continue to provide benefits for his children. Aside from Shangguan Yunqi being imprisoned, his family doesn’t seem to have changed much, right? Whenever I think about it, I feel somewhat aggrieved."

Song Yunuan: "Firstly, let’s consider the bigger picture. Xia Bowen is leading the first joint venture trial. Whether it’s successful or not, this trial is very important. To replace someone halfway would not only cause suspicion from the other party, but also for the successor to smoothly take over would not be that easy. For the public’s sake, we need to give him time for a smooth transition, provided, of course, that he is not involved in any illegal activities."

Song Mingbo blinked, and surprisingly, it made quite a lot of sense.

Song Yunuan continued, "Moreover, the Shangguan family has harmed our uncle like this, we have to seek revenge, ensure that Shangguan Heng meets a bad end, and see to it that the Shangguan family ends up worse than beggars. Now, isn’t it better if Xia Bowen stands with us rather than recklessly throwing everything away and running off to help the Shangguans?"

Song Mingbo was different from Song Yunuan; he was a genuine seventeen-year-old youth. Even if he was smart, he was definitely green when it came to worldly experiences.

At this moment, enlightened by Song Yunuan’s words, he suddenly saw the light.

Song Yunuan: "Xia Bowen is a bad person with a bit of conscience, isn’t that a paradox?"

That’s definitely contradictory.

Song Yunuan continued, "Your way of thinking is that good people are good, and bad people are bad, but this world isn’t black and white. Of course, we need to exclude those truly evil people, like the Shangguan siblings, who are truly bad and cannot be whitewashed."

Song Mingbo hurriedly nodded, "I understand this."

"Let’s not talk about others, just about Xia Bowen. At this time, rather than pushing him away, we should give him a hand. Having him feel guilt is always better than making an enemy out of him."

It’s true that the more friends one has, the more pathways one finds.

Song Mingbo knew this too.

"Moreover, he has brought his entire life savings today as compensation. Do you think his children will be happy? Right now, the incident has just occurred. But when things settle down in the future, if Xia Bowen and we are close, they will certainly be unhappy. On top of that, Shangguan Yunqi is, after all, their mother, and with their mother in prison, she becomes the vulnerable one. Won’t there be conflicts in the future?"

Song Mingbo nodded repeatedly, "Definitely there will be."

Song Yunuan said, "Let’s first pick up Xia Bowen, since he’s coming to bring money for the uncle, and then take him to see the uncle."

Little Asheng listened on the side, half-understanding but very well-behaved, because they were heading to the train station.

Xia Bowen came with Secretary Bai.

They didn’t expect that the three Song siblings would come to pick him up, and Xia Bowen was quite happy.

He even picked up Asheng, saying he brought him toys.

Asheng politely thanked him, "Thank you, Grandfather Xia."

This address... was a bit sad.

After settling in, Song Yunuan then said to Xia Bowen, "My uncle is in the hospital right now. Either you wait a few days, or you can go now."

Xia Bowen was stunned for a moment, "Sick?"

Song Yunuan said, "It’s hard to say until you get there. You’ll know once you’re there."

Xia Bowen was definitely going to go.

So, a group of people went to the hospital.

Song Yunuan first sought out Hospital Director Zhuang, who took Xia Bowen and the others to a private ward on the top floor.

Hospital Director Zhuang respected Xia Xindong’s decision greatly; he went into the room ahead of time to ask for permission, and if disagreeing, he wouldn’t allow them to enter.

Upon learning that Little Nuan had also arrived, Xia Xindong, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened them and forcefully controlled himself as he said, "Let... Xia Bowen come in."

Hospital Director Zhuang came out afterward and let Xia Bowen go in.

He, along with the three siblings and Secretary Bai, stood outside in the corridor.

Secretary Bai sized up Song Mingbo and Asheng, smiling at them amiably, but soon straightened his expression.

This was a hospital, after all.

Xia Xindong was still hospitalized.

Secretary Bai had seen the scars on Xia Xindong’s arm, crisscrossed and fearsome to look upon.

Could it be an old injury that had recurred?

He sighed internally, truly unsure of what to say.

Hospital Director Zhuang called Song Yunuan to his office, saying that he wanted to inquire about the specific condition of her master.

He also gave Song Yunuan a meaningful glance.

Thus, Song Yunuan followed Hospital Director Zhuang to the office, only to find that he didn’t ask about Old Mr. Ji but instead handed her a large document envelope.

"This is from your uncle for you, to be given to you after he’s... gone. I think you should take a look beforehand," he said.

Song Yunuan was stunned. Was the situation really that serious?

She opened the document envelope without hesitation.

Inside were many sheets of manuscript paper, written in her uncle’s handwriting. It began neatly but grew increasingly chaotic toward the end.

There were two pharmaceutical recipes, one for treating colds and the other for treating lung bacteria.

Song Yunuan was not too surprised.

If her uncle were forced into a corner, the only thing he could leave behind were pharmaceutical recipes.

And those that didn’t require repeated testing.

What Song Yunuan didn’t expect, however, was that of the two recipes’ beneficiaries, she, Song Yunuan, held seventy percent.

The remaining thirty percent went to Zhu Feng, Xia Xinshan, Xia Guilan, and Xique, Asheng, and of course, Song Mingbo.

Xia Xindong also laid out detailed plans, such as establishing a pharmaceutical factory backed by the state using resources and connections at hand.

She could either participate in or abstain from managing the factory by using the recipes as a stake in the business.

Song Yunuan felt as though countless mountains of gold were smashing towards her.

Not to mention anything else, just this cold remedy, as long as it was effective, meant she could truly rest on her laurels.

Of course, there were many technical terms involved.

There were also countless explanations, introductions, and analyses.

But the further along it went, the more disorganized it became.

Song Yunuan placed the thick stack of manuscript paper back into the document envelope. Hospital Director Zhuang was a gentleman and, of course, would not peek inside.

So, these two recipes were like a money tree.

It would be false to say she wasn’t tempted; after all, collaborating with Second Grandpa could lead to an unpredictable future.

Whether acting selflessly or making a charitable donation with compensation, they would both reap fame and fortune.

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