"Daddy, you really have a fever," Yiyi exclaid in alarm, her soft little hand resting on his forehead, feeling the imnse heat.
Third Young Master Jun took Yiyi’s small hand, pulled her over with a heart full of pain, and hugged her into his arms.
"Yiyi, Daddy is sorry," he said.
Yiyi widened her eyes, "Daddy, what are you talking about? Mommy, it’s bad. His fever really has fried his brain."
Ye Yuan rolled her eyes, wondering if they couldn’t detect the hidden ssage in his words.
It was a miracle that he had let go of his pride and dignity to such an extent because of the fever.
"Can you forgive Daddy?" Third Young Master Jun looked at her with a broken heart, so vulnerable, seeking just a hint of affirmation from his daughter.
Yiyi nodded vigorously, "I forgive you, but you must change your clothes quickly, or you’ll end up like a roasted pig."
Although Third Young Master Jun knew she said it unconsciously, her word of forgiveness still ward his heart and gave him a glimr of hope.
...
"Another wasted trip to Europe. Do you think it’s easy for , being a doctor, to get out of bed in the middle of the night to save you?"
Yan Su, holding a syringe, couldn’t help but complain bitterly, like a nagger.
"Your talent for courting death is too strong; I fear that not even my strongest dical skills can save you from your formidable capacity to seek death."
He had just undergone a few repairs from his teacher in Europe, and as soon as he got back, he incapacitated himself. He had never seen anyone so reckless with their own wellbeing.
"Yan Su, thank you," Third Young Master Jun said, a faint smile spreading across his pale face.
Yan Su paused, then grumbled resentfully, "I’ve known you for so long, and only now do I find out you can actually say ’thank you.’ The sun really must’ve risen from the west today. If you truly appreciate it, then take fewer risks with yourself, and don’t interrupt when I’m getting intimate with a woman—what am I going to do if I beco kidney-deficient?"
"Rest assured, I will never do that again," Third Young Master Jun said with a smile, a determined look in his eyes, his tone filled with fighting spirit, "I will definitely cooperate with my treatnt and fight to stay alive!"
He couldn’t remain defeated or wallow in sorrow any longer.
Because he now had a greater purpose, a wife and children to protect with his life, how could he get hurt or fall again?
He was the head of the household, the man responsible for protecting his family.
He must take on the responsibility to ensure that his wife and children live happily; this was his motivation to strive for from now on.
He would provide a piece of the clear blue sky for them.
...
The Jun Family ho was not at peace at this mont. The Jun couple got news from the hospital that Ye Wanli had suffered serious injuries, his internal organs were ruptured, and he was already dead before arriving at the hospital.
"Where is Jun Shi?" Jun Guanru asked, frowning.
"The master has gone to deal with Ye Wanli’s affairs. After all, he was brought away by the Jun Family, and such an incident does not reflect well on our family’s reputation," a subordinate answered.
Jun Guanru’s expression was grave, but it was hard to guess his thoughts.
Old Madam Jun sighed and, seeing the expressionless Gu Yan, she motioned to Jun Guanru.
Jun Guanru then dismissed the subordinates, leaving only the three of them in the rest room.
"What exactly happened?" Jun Guanru asked Old Madam Jun.
He couldn’t grasp the sudden appearance of his wife and her unexpected decision to bring in Ye Yuan as the heir, but he knew his wife too well to think she would act impulsively after so many years.
So, he trusted her and let her make the decision on this matter.
Old Madam Jun’s face was filled with bitterness as she looked at Gu Yan with a pained expression, "Previously, Mrs. Gu suddenly paid a visit and told that Yuanyuan and Yiyi are indeed Jun Huang’s children."
Jun Guanru was shocked. Clearly, he also hadn’t expected that these two children were truly of Jun Family blood.
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