Chapter 59: Chapter 59 Qingqing is Sick

    Yue Jiannan triumphantly brought Yue Qingqing back home.

    He recounted the event and, as if presenting a treasure, dug out two “Great Unity” banknotes from his pocket.

    “Mom, look!”

    Looking at her son who was beaming with joy, Lin Chunju frowned tightly and showed no intention of taking the money.

    “Give me Qingqing.”@@@@

    Lin Chunju took her granddaughter from Yue Jiannan’s hands and carefully examined her.

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    Yue Jiannan, puzzled, said, “Mom, when I went there, Qingqing was sitting well in the stroller.”

    Lin Chunju scolded, “Idiot, can’t you use your brain to think? If it was just an accident that she fell into the pond, it would have been good enough if Zhang Tieniu didn’t ask our family for compensation, let alone happily give you money. Clearly, he wanted to calm the situation down.”

    Upon hearing this, Yue Jiannan suddenly realized something.

    “I... How did I not think of that.”

    He stood frozen like a pillar.

    Lin Chunju, too lazy to deal with her self-proclaimed clever son, finally found a faint red mark on the back of Yue Qingqing’s neck.

    It was obviously strangled unexpectedly.

    “Mom, I was wrong. You should hit me.”

    Lin Chunju’s face turned iron blue, “Not every mistake can be fixed this way. You are no longer a child. You must think before you act!”

    Luckily, Qingqing is no ordinary child; if it had been anyone else, today’s outcome might have been very different.

    Even though she suspected that Niu Lihua might have been scared insane, Lin Chunju still felt it was not enough.

    That someone could harm even such a small child, a person like that is a scourge just by being alive!

    When the brothers returned home in the evening, Yue Jiannan took the initiative to talk about the incident, head bowed, face filled with shame, like a criminal waiting for judgment.

    However, Yue Jiandong couldn’t care less about blaming him, “How is Qingqing now?”

    Zhang Ying pursed her lips, feeling very upset, “She has a fever. We had a doctor come in the afternoon. He said she’s too small for medication; she can only endure it.”

    “Brother, it’s all my fault. I didn’t take good care of Qingqing.” Yue Jiannan was so distressed that he hadn’t even touched a drop of water since the afternoon.

    The usually lively little niece now lay in bed with her eyes closed, her complexion dreadfully pale.

    And all this was due to his neglect.

    The Yue Family was unaware of the real reason, simply assuming the child had been frightened.

    Yue Jiandong sighed, seeing his brother’s distress and not reprimanding him further.

    “I’m going to check on Qingqing.”

    He approached the bed, reached out to feel her temperature, and found his daughter’s forehead burning hot.

    This was the first time Qingqing had fallen ill since they had adopted her.