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Once Jiang Weiwei gives birth, she'll have to slink back to being a country bumpkin.

But now that Li Jiuyuan had descended like a god, Jiang Momo couldn't bring herself to refuse. She could only clutch the corner of the man's suit jacket tightly and hide behind him.

"Ninth Master, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, she wanted to say that she wasn't unwilling to be filial to her parents-in-law, nor was she an unreasonable person who would talk back to her elders.

But Li Jiuyuan didn't say anything, he just patted her head.

His young wife was really stupid.

"Mom, you don't need to worry about her."

After sending Gu Lanzhi away, Li Jiuyuan took Jiang Momo back to his former room.

Even though he hadn't lived here for several years, the room was still kept spotless.

Li Jiuyuan pressed her down to sit on the edge of the bed, then squatted down himself, took out a first-aid kit from the drawer, and began to treat the injury on her arm.

Looking at the man carefully applying medicine to her, Jiang Momo suddenly felt a mix of indescribable bittersweetness and gratitude.

From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever been as kind to her as her grandmother.

Grandma did give her all her love, but Grandma got old and sick, and needed her to support the family.

She was used to taking care of others, used to shouldering everything alone, used to being looked down upon, used to being used, and used to being treated as a tool.

But no one has ever stood up for her.

Even though she was just a substitute, at this moment, she suddenly felt a sliver of hope that she shouldn't have...

With a slight tremor of her eyelashes, Jiang Momo looked at her bandaged arm, suddenly stood up, and thanked him earnestly.

"Mr. Li, thank you, but I have to leave for a moment."

Li Jiuyuan frowned slightly as he watched her move her newly bandaged arm.

"I send you."

Jiang Momo shook her head. "You've been drinking, you can't drive. I'll just take a taxi myself."

After saying that, she hurriedly jumped out of bed, grabbed her bag, and rushed out the door.

She doesn't have any friends; life itself has drained her of all her energy over the years. If he actually takes her to the hospital, she'll probably be exposed in less than a second.

Watching her hurried figure, Li Jiuyuan's eyes darkened, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.

……

When Jiang Momo arrived, her grandmother had just been wheeled out of the operating room.

The elderly man in the hospital bed had a sallow complexion and was so thin that he was almost unrecognizable. The veins on his wrist were clearly visible, and there was an IV needle inserted into the back of his hand, with several bags of medicine hanging next to him.

An oxygen mask covered half of his face, and his breathing was weak but steady.

The nurse nodded to her.

"Ms. Jiang, the patient is in good health."

Jiang Momo's legs went weak, and she leaned against the wall.

That's great, Grandma is alright.

As she breathed a sigh of relief, Jiang Momo realized that tears had already silently streamed down her face.

"Momo..."

Grandma Jiang's voice was so weak it was almost inaudible. Her eyes were half-open, and her cloudy pupils slowly turned over. When she saw her, she forced a smile.

"Don't cry... Grandma's alright..."

Jiang Momo quickly grasped her grandmother's hand.

That hand was dry and cold, with large knuckles and calluses on the fingertips from years of collecting recyclables.

She pressed her hands to her cheeks, her voice choked with emotion.

"Grandma, you scared me to death... You promised me nothing would happen..."

Grandma Jiang twitched her fingers and gently rubbed her face, just like she had done countless times when she was a child.

"Momo, be good, Grandma won't leave."

The nurse came in, took her temperature and blood pressure, and checked the IV tubing again.

After the nurses finished their work, Jiang Momo wiped away her tears, moved a stool to sit by the bed, and helped tuck the blanket around her grandmother.

Grandma Jiang's voice was soft, "Momo, is your new job very tiring? Look at you, you've lost weight."

Jiang Momo shook her head and forced a smile.

"Grandma, you're not tired at all. My boss is so good to me. He gave me a raise, so I'll be making a lot more money every month from now on. After your surgery in three months, you'll be fully recovered, and I promised to give you a good life."

Grandma Jiang smiled, her cloudy eyes filled with heartache, "Our Momo doesn't need to work so hard, Grandma can wait."

Jiang Momo didn't say anything.

He just held his grandmother's hand and stared at her without blinking.

Only when Grandma Jiang's breathing became long and even did she let go of her hand and quietly leave the ward to find the nurse on duty.

"Nurse, why did my grandmother suddenly need emergency care?"

The nurse glanced at the record, and when she looked up again, her tone was slightly reproachful.

"Ms. Jiang, since you are so worried about the patient, you shouldn't have transferred the caregiver. The patient's diabetes is already in its late stages and she cannot be separated from caregivers at all. This time, she went into shock due to blood backflow from the nutrition injection. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Jiang Momo's heart sank.

"The caregiver was transferred? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

The nurse waved her hand, "I don't know about that. Anyway, the person has left. They said there was an emergency at home."

Jiang Momo's unease grew stronger.

She took out her phone and called the caregiver, but it rang for a long time before being answered.

The caregiver's voice on the other end of the phone was hesitant and stammering.

"It's really not my fault today. Your sister made me leave. She said she had an emergency and asked me to come and help take care of her dog, so I... She's given me way too much. I have to live too."

The phone hangs up.

Jiang Momo stood in the hospital corridor. The window at the end of the corridor was open, and the night wind blew in, filling her collar and making her shiver.

While Grandma was in shock due to blood loss, the caregiver who should have been taking care of her was instead taking care of Jiang Weiwei's dog.

Jiang Momo's fingernails dug into her palm, the pain jolting her fully awake.

She took a few deep breaths, stuffed her phone into her bag, and strode out of the hospital.

The Jiang family villa was brightly lit.

When Jiang Momo barged in, Jiang Weiwei was sitting on the sofa, slowly grooming the Bichon Frise in her arms.

"You're back?"

Jiang Weiwei tossed her hair, looked her up and down, and said with a hint of disdain, "You come back with this expression? Who owes you anything?"

"Did you transfer Grandma's caregiver?"

Jiang Momo's voice wasn't loud, but every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with an uncontrollable tremor.

Jiang Weiwei paused in her combing motion, looked up at her, and slowly smiled.

"Oh, that one."

She continued brushing her fur casually, saying lightly, "My Lucky needs a bath today. There's no one at home to take care of her, so I called the caregiver over."

Jiang Momo could hardly believe her ears.

Lucky is Jiang Weiwei's dog.

So, a dog is more important than a human life?!