On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

Lin Xiwei's expression turned even more shocked.

As a mother, she wanted to save Junjun more than anyone else, but could her child with Qin Jiamo be a match?

If he can't, then what was the point of his enormous sacrifice?

And how will the child who came with a mission deal with the complicated relationship between his biological parents?

And more importantly, Qin Jiamo is saying this now—does he "like" her just to coax her into having another child?

"You should have heard about Junjun's treatment from Director Wu; the results are not as expected. The best option is still hematopoietic stem cell transplantation, but waiting for a match from the China Marrow Donor Program may be a long time coming, and we might miss the optimal treatment window."

Qin Jiamo originally planned to find an opportunity to talk to her about this matter properly in a couple of days.

But I never expected them to confront each other tonight, nor did I expect Lin Xiwei to reject me so decisively.

He was either unconvinced or felt he had lost face, so he brought up this incident to try and "intimidate" her.

Lin Xiwei fell silent after hearing this, feeling as if she were covered in ice and snow, her whole body instantly turning cold.

"No, I have to save Junjun... I can't lose Junjun," she murmured.

Qin Jiamo said, "The Qin family cannot afford to lose Junjun, so there is only one path before us."

Lin Xiwei regained her composure, looked up at him, and asked the question that had been bothering her, "But will the method you mentioned work? You're not Junjun's biological father."

"I..." Qin Jiamo held his breath, almost blurting out the truth.

Fortunately, it was brought under control in time.

"But he and I are related by blood, so the probability of us having a child is higher than if you had one with someone else," Qin Jiamo offered a reasonable explanation.

Lin Xiwei didn't speak, but she began to struggle internally.

"This is too important, I... I need some time to think about it," she said absentmindedly after a moment.

Qin Jiamo cruelly reminded her, "For Junjun, time is life. You need to make a decision as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

Lin Xiwei felt the pressure he was putting on her, and suddenly looked up to ask, "So this is the real reason you're being ambiguous with me? It's not about love, it's just to save Junjun?"

After all, Junjun is the only bloodline left by his younger brother and the current pillar of support for the Qin family elders.

They would definitely be just like their own mother, willing to pay any price to save Junjun.

Including, taking away the rest of his life.

Qin Jiamo wanted to answer no.

But recalling her decisive rejection just now, he changed his mind and blurted out, "You've already been hurt by marriage once, and you can still think about love and romance. You must be really strong inside."

The implication is that she hasn't learned her lesson and is still indulging in unrealistic fantasies.

Lin Xiwei looked embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.

Silence fell between them again.

Suddenly, a deep voice came from outside, "Mom, Uncle..."

Lin Xiwei suddenly snapped back to reality, "Oh, Mom's here!"

She turned to leave, but Qin Jiamo grabbed her arm.

"What? Junjun called me." She whispered, not daring to look at him, her eyes stinging with tears.

In fact, if Qin Jiamo said that it wasn't entirely for saving Junjun, but that he genuinely had feelings for her as a person—she might not be able to resist and would waver.

However, he didn't deny it; instead, he mocked her.

This put her in an awkward position.

Qin Jiamo looked at her reddened ears and reminded her again, "You don't have much time to hesitate. I expect you to give me an answer within three days."

three days?

Lin Xiwei turned to look at him, suddenly mustered her courage, and blurted out, "Even if I agree within three days, do you think you can actually put it into action?"

He suffered a rib fracture and needed to rest for two or three months.

After all, that was physically demanding work.

Qin Jiamo understood her words, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "What are you thinking?"

"..." Lin Xiwei frowned.

Was she wrong?

But isn't getting pregnant a physically demanding task?

Seeing that she didn't understand, Qin Jiamo stared straight into her eyes and said clearly, "You've had IVF, don't you know about assisted reproduction? Meng Junhe is an expert in this."

What?

Lin Xiwei's mind went blank, and her cheeks flushed bright red.

She had indeed forgotten about that.

Upon hearing that Qin Jiamo wanted to have a child with her, her first thought was that the two of them would have to have real sex so that she could get pregnant.

She forgot that she could go to the hospital to provide sperm and then use a doctor's assistance to get the woman pregnant.

That way, the two of them wouldn't have to take that step at all.

There's not even a need to meet in person.

Qin Jiamo looked at her flushed face, his smile deepening: "You thought... it was between us—"

"I didn't think so!" Lin Xiwei couldn't stand it anymore. Before he could finish speaking, she pushed his hand away. "I'm going out to coax Junjun to sleep. You should leave now."

After saying this, Lin Xiwei opened the door and went out.

Qin Jiamo stood there, his handsome face thoughtful.

For some unknown reason, he suddenly smiled inexplicably, a determined glint in his eyes.

In the ward, Lin Xiwei turned off the lights and stayed with her son until he fell asleep.

She hadn't washed up yet, but the thought of Qin Jiamo still being in the bathroom made her too scared to go in.

She could only wash up after the child fell asleep and Qin Jiamo left.

"Mom, what is Uncle doing in the bathroom?" Junjun, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them again and asked.

Lin Xiwei deliberately ordered, "Ignore him, go to sleep!"

"The bathroom stinks! Why isn't Uncle coming out yet?"

Lin Xiwei: "..."

Junjun looked up and called out in his little voice, "Uncle? Are you taking a dump in the bathroom?"

"!!!" Lin Xiwei quickly covered her son's mouth, "Go to sleep, or Mommy will get angry."

Qin Jiamo, who was in the bathroom, stiffened upon hearing Junjun's shout, and his expression became quite unnatural.

He had no choice but to open the door and go out.

"Uncle." Junjun saw him and quickly pulled his mother's hand away, asking with a smile, "Are you done pooping?"

Lin Xiwei was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at Qin Jiamo.

But at the same time, I was suppressing a smile.

"Hmm." Qin Jiamo responded in a deep voice, adopting the authoritative tone of an elder, "Go to sleep."

Junjun smiled and asked, "Then Uncle, tell me another story."

"Your mother won't allow it," Qin Jiamo blurted out.

Lin Xiwei suddenly turned to look at him.

That's outrageous!

Why can't he find an excuse to leave? He has to say that his mother won't allow it and make her take the blame.

Sure enough, Junjun immediately looked at Lin Xiwei and pleaded, "Mom, please let Uncle tell me the story again. Uncle's stories are so interesting."

Lin Xiwei: "..."

Qin Jiamo wasn't in a hurry to leave, so he just stood there and watched the mother and son struggle.

Since starting chemotherapy, Junjun's appetite has decreased due to the side effects of the medication, and he has also been vomiting frequently, resulting in significant weight loss.

However, Lin Xiwei has been too busy lately and hasn't been able to spend enough time with her son.

Looking at the child's thin, pointed chin and sallow complexion, I felt a pang of pain in my heart.

Perhaps Qin Jiamo's method is worth a try.

Thinking of all this, her heart softened a little, and she didn't dare to make things too tense with Qin Jiamo.

"Mommy, please let Uncle stay, okay?" The little guy tugged at his mother's hand, pulling and tugging.

Lin Xiwei couldn't bear to disappoint her son, so she eventually gave in.

She turned to look at Qin Jiamo, her eyes indifferent, her tone equally flat: "Then... you stay and keep him company, I'm going to wash up."

After saying that, she got up and left the hospital bed.

Qin Jiamo smiled slightly, as if everything was under control.

He returned to the bedside, leaned down gently, and held the child close, continuing to tell a bedtime story.

While in the restroom, Lin Xiwei listened to his deep, gentle voice, her thoughts drifting away several times.

Actually, she should really thank Qin Jiamo.

I am grateful to him for being willing to sacrifice himself to save Junjun.

Lin Xiwei couldn't help but reflect on her behavior, realizing that she had been rather rude to him earlier.

So what if he doesn't like me?

Anyway, it doesn't affect how good he is to Junjun, or even how good he is to himself.

Perhaps his kindness was also for the sake of the child, but in the end the result was the same—she was the beneficiary.

Compared to declarations of love and vows of eternal devotion, this down-to-earth approach of doing what's best for her and solving her problems and difficulties is more like "true love."

Having figured these things out, Lin Xiwei felt a sense of clarity.

She even felt that Qin Jiamo was absolutely right.

Having already experienced a failed marriage, what's the point of believing in love and romance? How ridiculous!

……

Lin Xiwei deliberately lingered in the bathroom for half an hour.

When she went out, she was not surprised to find that her son was already asleep.

To her surprise, Qin Jiamo had also fallen asleep leaning against the headboard.

He wasn't covered by a blanket, and his large frame was barely squeezed onto the edge of the bed. In the dim light, his deep features lost their sharpness and shrewdness when he was awake, leaving only a captivatingly handsome charm.

Lin Xiwei stood there, staring blankly.

The more I looked at them, the more I realized that the expressions on these two faces, one big and one small, were remarkably similar when they were asleep.

Even the way he slightly furrowed his brow was a perfect replica.

At that moment, a thought popped into Lin Xiwei's mind.

If Junjun were Qin Jiamo's child, that would be wonderful.

Then they can naturally have another child, which would greatly increase the chances of curing Junjun's illness.

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Lin Xiwei was jolted back to reality.

What's wrong with her brain?

It's unbelievable that I would think of such absurd and bizarre things.

Lin Xiwei blinked, turned around, found a blanket, and gently covered Qin Jiamo with it.

She was very careful, afraid of waking him.

However, after covering his long legs and turning around, they found that the man had opened his eyes at some point.

"Huh!" Lin Xiwei gasped in shock, clutching her chest with one hand.

Qin Jiamo said coldly, "It's not a ghost."

"..." Lin Xiwei was speechless, but quickly calmed down and asked in a low voice, "Since you're awake, go sleep next to me. I'll stay with Junjun."

Qin Jiamo didn't move, but simply asked, "You're not sending me away?"

Lin Xiwei pursed her lips and said indifferently, "It's too late. You'll be too busy going back to your room, and going to sleep there will only disturb the elders."

Why not just make do here for the night?

Anyway, it's not like this is the first time he's spent the night here.

"You've gotten to the point where you know how to behave now," Qin Jiamo commented.

Lin Xiwei frowned and gritted her teeth, turning back to look at him and sincerely suggesting, "You really should buy a book and learn how to speak properly, otherwise I'm afraid one day your mouth will be torn apart."