She was unwilling to lose even the last decentness in front of Li Tinghe.

"Grandpa, I beg you, don't say it." Mu Qing cried, really scared to cry.

Lu Guangmiao closed his eyes, "Never mind."

Bai Jingxuan and Li Tinghe were not interested in Lu Muqing's secrets at all. Instead, Tang Jingxian asked, "Old Lu, don't start, you don't understand."

"Let my granddaughter be a man." Lu Guangmiao looked at Lu Muqing, completely disappointed.

"Grandpa..." Lu Muqing wanted to plunge into Lu Guangmiao's arms, but he avoided it.

Tang Jingxian did not ask any more.

"Oh..." Li Song on the hospital bed convulsed again and vomited blood.

Lu Muqing almost lost all the games. Bai Jingxuan snarled and gritted his teeth.

Li Song's expression was also disappointed, because the medical saint was his last hope.

"It's cured." Bai Jingxuan walked to the bed, took out a porcelain bottle from her pocket, and fed Li Song a pill.

The pill melted in his mouth, and Li Song stopped convulsing, not even vomiting blood.

Li Zhenshan asked cautiously, "Daughter-in-law, do you mean that Asong will not die?"

"Of course not." She gave an affirmative answer.

Li Song looked petrified, and reacted, holding Bai Jingxuan's hand nervously, "Daughter-in-law, can you really save me?"

"nonsense!"

The two words made the Li family all heave a sigh of relief.

Lu Guangmiao also comforted and said, "A Song is fine." He patted Li Zhenshan on the shoulder, "Your only son is saved."

"The scourge remains for thousands of years." Li Zhenshan said, looking at his son Li Song's eyes, they were still exceptionally kind.

Li Tinghe's sharp eyes stared at Jing Xuan's hand, which was held by Li Song, his long legs walked over in three or two steps, and Li Song pulled away, "Don't want your hands anymore?"

Dangerous and brutal murderous intentions disappeared in a flash.

Only then did Li Song react, "Tinghe is jealous? I didn't mean it, it was just a moment of excitement..."

"Shut up!" Li Tinghe took out his handkerchief from his pocket, and kept wiping Bai Jingxuan's slender hands, "Dare to use hands and feet again and just cut it!"

Lu Muqing was envious of such domineering possessiveness.

Bai Jingxuan doesn't care, Tang Jingxian protects her son, "Tell you a bad old man to touch him."

"I'm only over fifty... still old?" Li Song was unwilling, "Then what is my 80-odd father?"

"Dad's position in my mind is a sacred elder, a real man." Tang Jingxian would not draw the flames of war on her father-in-law.

"Daughter-in-law is filial." Li Zhenshan was praised and stroked his beard with satisfaction.

"Daughter-in-law," Tang Jingxian asked nervously, "How good is your father-in-law's illness?"

"It can be cured in two months, and the broken nerves in the legs can be walked on crutches again in three months, and with frequent rehabilitation, you can walk normally in half a year."

"God!" Tang Jingxian was excited, "Really?"

"Yeah." She nodded.

The happiest one is Li Zhenshan and his son.

Even Li Tinghe's frowning brows relaxed.

"Bai Jingxuan, didn't you just say that Li Song's disease can't be cured?" Lu Muqing was aside, her expression overcast, "Dare to love Li's family all the time? Or, you don't want to treat Uncle Li, deliberately delaying him. His condition?"

You are smart. With what Li Song had done before, he couldn't save him.