Old Harden, can you handle having your vision-shifting abilities on all the time?

Gao Min sat on the worn-out sofa in the rented room, holding her sleeping son in her arms, her eyes fixed on the short video on her phone screen.

"They made over 200 million in one day..."

Gao Min muttered to herself, her voice tinged with a mixture of disorientation, resentment, and an inexplicable bitterness.

On what grounds?

Why is he able to live such a good life?

Earning over 200 million in a day, that's over 200 million!

And what about her?

Her husband ran away, her own mother stole her jewelry and ran off with her, and her relatives are all pressing her for repayment. She doesn't even know where she'll get the money for next month's rent.

She had to be very careful with money, even when buying a can of good quality formula for her child.

Meanwhile, her former father-in-law was living a carefree life outside, earning enough in a day for her to live on for several lifetimes!

Gao Min became increasingly angry and resentful as she thought about it.

She gritted her teeth, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Expose him!

Yes, expose him!

Isn't he a prominent figure? Isn't he the top restorer at Chengxinzhai? Doesn't he earn over 200 million a day?

Then she'll expose all his dirty secrets!

They say he doesn't even care about his own grandson, that he watches helplessly as his grandson suffers with his mother outside, and that he's ruthless and heartless!

When public opinion gets in the way, he'll have no choice but to admit it!

Gao Min thought about it more and more and felt that this method was feasible, and she even started to come up with copywriting ideas.

"A well-known restorer surnamed Xu earns 200 million yuan a day, yet he completely ignores his own grandson..."

She picked up her phone, opened the notes app, and started typing.

However, the moment she typed the first line, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her chest.

The pain came without warning, as if someone had taken a red-hot knife and plunged it into her heart.

Gao Min's face turned deathly pale instantly, and the phone in her hand fell to the ground with a thud.

She instinctively clutched her chest, trying to breathe deeply, but found that her lungs felt blocked by something, and she couldn't inhale any air.

The scene before my eyes began to blur.

The dim chandelier on the ceiling, the peeling paint on the walls, the half-empty glass of water on the coffee table…

All the images distorted and spun in her vision, then gradually faded away.

Gao Min opened her mouth as if to shout for help, but only a faint gasp came out of her throat.

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and she slid limply off the sofa as if all her strength had been drained away.

In the last second before losing consciousness, she mustered all her strength and reached for her phone, which had fallen to the ground.

With her last shred of consciousness, she pulled out her contacts and found the number of the police officer who had visited her a few days earlier.

I pressed the dial button.

The call connected, but Gao Min was no longer able to speak.

All she could hear was a male voice on the other end of the phone: "Hello? Ms. Gao? Hello?"

Then, her consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

On the other end of the phone, Officer Li Minghui held his phone, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Ms. Gao? Ms. Gao? Are you still there?"

There was no response on the other end of the phone, only a faint, intermittent breathing sound and the cry of a baby.

Li Minghui's heart skipped a beat.

When he was dealing with the Qinling fine-scaled salmon incident a few days ago, he had contact with Gao Min and knew her basic situation.

A young woman with a baby only a few months old is in a very difficult situation, as her husband has disappeared and her mother has run away with the money.

He even left his phone number so she could contact him anytime if she encountered any difficulties.

Now she calls but doesn't speak, all I can hear is the child crying...

Not right.

Li Minghui immediately became alert.

"Ms. Gao! Can you hear me? If you can, please tap your phone!"

There was still no response on the other end of the phone.

The only sound was the child's crying, which grew louder and more urgent.

Without further hesitation, Li Minghui immediately hung up the phone and dialed 120.

"Hello, this is a police officer from Beilin District. We just received an emergency call reporting that a young woman in apartment XXX, unit XX, building XX in XX residential complex may have suffered a sudden illness and needs urgent assistance!"

After calling 120, he immediately contacted the fire department and asked them to go and check the situation.

Then he grabbed his car keys and rushed out of the office.

When Li Minghui arrived at Gao Min's rented house, the 120 ambulance arrived almost at the same time.

The security door was locked, and the heart-wrenching cries of a child could be heard from inside.

"Break down the door!"

The emergency physician made a quick decision.

Two firefighters approached with tools and pried open the security door in a few moments.

As soon as the door opened, Gao Min was seen lying face up on the living room floor, her face as pale as paper, her lips purple, and her eyes closed.

Her body was no longer moving.

Beside the coffee table, a baby a few months old was sitting on the floor, crying with his face red and his little hands waving wildly in the air.

"quick!"

The emergency doctor rushed forward immediately, squatted down next to Gao Min, and reached out to check her carotid artery.

His expression instantly turned serious.

"The heart has stopped beating! Prepare for CPR!"

Another emergency doctor immediately opened the first aid kit and took out a defibrillator.

"Charging! 200 joules!"

"Get off!"

"Bang!"

Gao Min's body jerked suddenly, but the electrocardiogram remained a straight line.

"Continue pressing! Administer 1 mg of adrenaline intravenously!"

The emergency doctors raced against time to save her, but Gao Min's electrocardiogram remained unchanged.

"Keep going to the hospital! Don't stop along the way!"

Several people hurriedly lifted Gao Min onto a stretcher and rushed out of the rented room.

Li Minghui stood there, looking at the baby left beside the coffee table, then at the messy rented room, feeling a mix of emotions.

He bent down and picked up the child who was crying his heart out, gently patting his back and soothingly whispering, "Don't cry, don't cry..."

The child, naturally, did not stop crying just because he comforted him; he continued to sob uncontrollably.

Li Minghui sighed, picked up the child, and followed them downstairs.

Outside the hospital's emergency room, Li Minghui sat on a plastic chair, holding his child. Listening to the alarms from various instruments and the shouts from doctors inside, he had a vague sense of foreboding.

About twenty minutes later, the door to the emergency room opened.

The attending physician came out, took off his mask, and looked somewhat helpless and regretful.

"I'm sorry, we tried our best."

Li Minghui's heart sank.

"The patient had no vital signs when they arrived. We tried to resuscitate them for nearly thirty minutes, but..."

The doctor shook his head. "Preliminary assessment suggests that the cause may be acute myocardial ischemia complicated by cerebral vascular rupture and hemorrhage, likely due to prolonged emotional suppression combined with a short period of intense emotional fluctuation. The specific cause requires further autopsy to determine."

Li Minghui fell silent.

He looked down at the child in his arms, who had cried himself to sleep and was drifting off to sleep, and a feeling he couldn't quite describe welled up inside him.

This child was only a few months old when he lost his mother.

Moreover, as far as he knew, the child's father had run away, and the maternal grandmother had also run away...

He took out his phone, unlocked it, and opened the contacts, finding a number saved as "husband".