"Regarding yesterday’s incident, Zhenhua called Zhen Ting, and Zhen Ting said it himself that he’s at the hospital with his wife." Wu Mei curled her lip, "Zhen Ting really dotes on this wife he married later!" Mrs. Lu took a sip of her hot tea, her old eyes gleaming, "As his sister-in-law, didn’t you say you were going to visit?" Wu Mei smiled, "I’m here to inform you first, Mother, and then I’ll head to the hospital with Zhenhua later." Despite her words, Wu Mei was cursing internally, that vixen Shen Man should have died long ago! Now she’s just unconscious, so even if she goes to laugh at her, Shen Man wouldn’t know! Mrs. Lu acknowledged with a nod, just in time to see Xia Mian come downstairs. Her eyes lit up immediately, "Mianmian! Come over here quickly!" Xia Mian walked over to Mrs. Lu with a smile, "Grandma, you’re up so early!" "At my age, I can’t sleep!" Mrs. Lu’s demeanor towards Xia Mian was completely different from how she was with Wu Mei. Wu Mei felt a bit discontent, but in front of Mrs. Lu, she didn’t show it, "Mom, I’ll be off then. I’ve got to get to the hospital." Mrs. Lu waved her hand at Wu Mei, "Off you go!" Wu Mei stood up reluctantly and left the living room. Xia Mian sat next to Mrs. Lu, "Goodness, why is the second house in the hospital..." the old lady muttered, "Mianmian, if it’s convenient, could you and Ah Chuan swing by the hospital later? After all, Shen Man is Ah Chuan’s stepmother and aunt." Xia Mian responded noncommittally with a hum. "Ah Chuan just went out for his morning exercise; he should be back by now," Mrs. Lu glanced towards the door. "I’ll go look for him!" Xia Mian said, changing her shoes and heading out. Lu Zechuan had a habit of morning exercise, which was interrupted twice upon Xia Mian’s arrival. Now that his routine was back, so was his exercise habit. However, today during his run, he felt something was off. It was a foggy autumn morning, which he didn’t initially mind. He was running on a path he’d followed for years, so even a thick fog shouldn’t have made him lose his way. Yet now, he seemed to be running in circles, unable to get out of this small area. Lu Zechuan wasn’t worried, as his misfortune often flared up when he wasn’t around Xia Mian; he was used to these bizarre situations. The key was not to panic and to send Mianmian a morning message first. However, when Lu Zechuan took out his phone, he found there was no signal. This was beyond unusual; it was extremely unusual! A hint of solemnity crept onto Lu Zechuan’s face as he stood still. In a rich neighborhood, the housekeepers drove to buy groceries in the morning, and if no one saw him, he could easily get hit! Lu Zechuan didn’t know how long he remained in this state when suddenly, the sachet in his pocket started heating up, almost burning his skin through the fabric. A realization hit Lu Zechuan, and he took out the sachet, holding it in his palm. The moment he grasped the sachet, he felt a strong pull. Guided by this force, the persistent fog began to dissipate, allowing him to see Xia Mian standing by the flowerbed clearly. Xia Mian’s eyes were slightly lowered, her hands forming a complex gesture as she muttered. Unclear about what she was saying, Lu Zechuan was inexplicably struck by the clarity and resonance of her voice as if it were echoing in his ear. Following the direction from which the sound came, he walked towards Xia Mian. Hardly ten seconds after reaching her, a McLaren roared past the spot he had been standing at a speed of two hundred kilometers per hour... Lu Zechuan’s expression darkened, with a certain cold light surging. Had Xia Mian been a second later, he would have been mangled beyond recognition! Xia Mian opened her eyes, released her hands, and looked critically at the spot where Lu Zechuan had stood, while a vortex of wind swept away as if it were alive. "Are you alright?" Xia Mian asked softly. Lu Zechuan responded, "I’m fine." Xia Mian’s lips pressed together, her expression turning even more solemn. Though Shen Man had been backfired by the Gu Worm and hospitalized, Lu Zechuan still faced misfortune—could it be Shen Man wasn’t the one plotting against him? "Grandma said we should visit Shen Man at the hospital." Xia Mian stopped pondering over the mystery. Since she couldn’t figure it out, she’d see Shen Man at the hospital to understand. Lu Zechuan quickly grasped her intent, "Alright, let’s go then!" The two didn’t linger long at the Lu Family, finishing breakfast before departing. In the VIP ward at the Lu Family’s private hospital, Shen Man lay weakly on the bed while Lu Zhenqing seemed to be asleep, slumped at the bedside. Standing at the foot of Shen Man’s bed was a middle-aged man, wearing a washed-out Taoist robe with tied hair and a beard. The man’s eyes showed the wear of time; though seemingly quite old, he had no wrinkles, presenting an oddly striking appearance. He looked down at Shen Man, gently stroking her pallid face, a tinge of pain flitting across his dark eyes, "Girl, I told you early on, that thing harms both others and yourself, but you wouldn’t listen..." The man’s voice was deep, carrying a certain magical power, and upon his words, Shen Man slowly opened her eyes. Her expression changed drastically upon seeing the man—stunned fear, incredulity, mixed with a hint of relief... He’s here... With him, she probably won’t die, right? "Dad..." Shen Man’s voice was hoarse, and her eyes turned red as she spoke. "Don’t worry, with me here, you won’t die." The man’s demeanor was steady and calm, exuding a remarkable aura of otherworldly confidence. Shen Man’s heart settled; as long as she could live, that was all that mattered. The man wanted to say more but suddenly twitched an ear, his gaze shifting to the door, "Someone’s coming." "Rest well, I’ll come see you later." Leaving these words behind, the man turned and exited the room. Shortly after he left, Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan entered the room. Not wanting to waste energy with Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan, Shen Man feigned sleep, lightly tapping Lu Zhenqing’s head on accident just before closing her eyes. Lu Zhenqing gradually awoke, frowning at Lu Zechuan, "Do you still remember to check on your mom?!" Lu Zechuan scoffed with a defiant tone, "My mom is long dead!"