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The mother-in-law glared fiercely at Zhao Li.
Zhao Li was frightened by her gaze.
“Mom, I understand,” Zhao Li said, lowering her head submissively.
The mother-in-law looked at Zhao Li with a hypocritical smile on her face.
“Alright, don’t panic!”
“Aren’t you supposed to take care of Xiao Ling?”
Zhao Li muttered to herself, “Right, I need to take care of Xiao Ling.”
The doctor emerged from the neonatal intensive care unit, looking anxious.
“Is the parent of baby number 24 here?”
Zhao Li hurried over.
“Yes! We are the parents of baby number 24!”
The doctor looked at them, his expression serious.
“The child is still in a critical condition. If you don’t tell us the truth, we cannot guarantee the child’s health.”
Zhao Li was stunned.
“What truth?”
The doctor took a deep breath.
“The child has ingested a large amount of Ashes. What exactly did you feed him?”
Zhao Li stared in shock at her mother-in-law.
“Mom! What did you give him?!”
The old woman trembled, unable to speak.
Zhao Li grew anxious and grabbed her by the collar.
"Speak up! What exactly did you give him to eat?!"
The old woman, frightened, stammered, "Ashes... milk powder..."
Zhao Li released her and collapsed onto the floor.
The doctor sighed and turned to enter the intensive care unit.
Zhao Li sat in the corridor, his face ashen.
The old woman approached and patted his shoulder.
"Xiao Yu, don’t be too anxious," she said. "It might not be anything serious."
Suddenly, Zhao Li lifted his head, his gaze fierce.
He rushed at her, hands gripping her throat tightly.
"You actually mixed ashes into the milk powder!"
"That was your own grandson!"
Zhao Li's eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to devour her alive.
The old woman struggled for breath, gasping on the ground.
"Cough cough... let... let me go..."
Zhao Li's veins bulged as he shouted furiously:
"You harmed my child! I want you to pay with your life!"
Zhao Li gripped his mother-in-law's neck, shaking her violently as if he had lost his mind.
Her face turned red from the pressure of his grip.
After a long while, Zhao Li, exhausted, finally released his hold.
His mother-in-law collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.
Zhao Li sat on the floor, his eyes vacant and hollow.
That night, the three of them did not sleep at all.
Zhao Ling had fallen into a deep coma due to the child's condition.
Zhao Li stood vigil outside the intensive care unit, his hair turning gray overnight.
Early the next morning, the doctor entered with grim news.
"Is family member 24 here?"
Zhao Li hurriedly stood up,
"Yes! I am the guardian of number 24!"
The doctor sighed,
"I'm sorry, despite our best efforts to save him, the child has suffered lasting effects."
Zhao Li froze in place,
"What... what kind of lasting effects?"
The doctor shook his head.
"The child's brain function has suffered irreversible damage, and in the future, his intelligence may be below that of an average person."
Upon hearing this, mother Cheng went completely mad.
She grabbed her hair and laughed maniacally.
"Hahaha! He's a fool! My grandson is a fool!"
Zhao Li sat on the stool, gripping his hair tightly with both hands.
His entire body trembled.
Zhao Li's Mother was outside the hospital room, cursing loudly.
"You incompetent doctors!"
"It's you who have harmed my grandson!"
Zhao Li pulled her out of the hospital room.
He let his mother hit and scold him while he repeatedly dialed my number.
"The number you have dialed is not in service. Please try again later..."
The automated voice on the phone only made him more agitated.
He began to miss his wife desperately.
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