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Lan Qingqing felt nauseated and vomited all over the floor.
In the chaotic little bedroom, a corpse lay on the bed, while Zhang Huizhi and Lan Qingqing were embroiled in a heated argument. The atmosphere in the room was no different from that of hell.
Mo Kai Liang spoke up, "Aunt, He Shui Xian died naturally. She was so paralyzed that every day of her life was a countdown! What good would calling the police or an ambulance do? What’s the point? An ambulance doesn’t bring the dead back to life, nor does calling the police make any sense! A dying patient passing away naturally—could it possibly be murder? Could that injury on her forehead be fatal? Could it?"
Zhang Huizhi, while fixing her hair, refused to back down. "That injury isn’t fatal, but it could be the last straw that broke the camel's back! Who knows what Lan Qingqing did when she went upstairs just now? My suspicions are completely reasonable! There’s no question about it!"
Mo Kai Liang helped Lan Qingqing to the bathroom and locked the door behind them.
He had a clear understanding of He Shui Xian's death and agreed with Zhang Huizhi’s assertion that Lan Qingqing's violent actions were indeed the last straw that led to He Shui Xian's demise. However, he still chose to stand by Lan Qingqing. He believed she was not in the wrong; as a daughter, caring for her mother all those years—regardless of her motives—was an act of filial piety.
He didn’t care how much He Shui Xian had suffered; in his eyes, Lan Qingqing had done nothing wrong.
Mo Kai Liang lowered the toilet seat and helped Lan Qingqing sit down. She looked dazed and said nothing.
He wet a towel and gently wiped her mouth and face, cleaning off the dirt from her hands as well. He checked her exposed skin for any injuries. Once he finished, he expressed his concern, "We should go to the hospital soon for a check-up to see if the baby is okay."
Lan Qingqing replied in a low voice, "It’s unnecessary. Whether this child lives or dies is his fate. If my future mother-in-law is like this, I’d rather this child never existed."
Lan Qingqing couldn’t understand; she raised her head in confusion. How had Zhang Huizhi’s character been so poor? How had Tong Le endured all those years? Why was the Zhang Huizhi she encountered so different from what Tong Le had described?
Her face was filled with doubt; this was truly an unsolvable puzzle for her!
As Mo Kai Liang washed the towel, he said, "Aunt has always had this temperament; she has never changed. To be her daughter-in-law, you need to be able to endure."
Turning around, he added, "I’ll handle your mother’s funeral arrangements. The body needs to be cremated as soon as possible; we can’t delay this kind of thing."
Lan Qingqing hung her head in despair. "I know."
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