Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 1034

In the end, Lin Xinyan gave in to Shen Xinyao’s request and went to visit her oldest son. When she arrived at the hospital, he seemed to have recovered somewhat. He was propped up in bed and chatting with Zhuang Zijin.

Shen Xinyao suspected that there was more to the matter than met the eye. “Did Yanchen get into another argument with Aunt?”

Lin Xinyan didn’t hide the truth from her. She told Shen Xinyao everything she knew.

“Wow, how could Aunt do that?” Shen Xinyao felt that Chen Shihan’s actions were a little too reprehensible for her liking.

They were living in modern times! Who cared about societal status anymore?

Even the princes of the English monarchy frequently married commoners nowadays. Was there a need for her to care so much about the family background of her potential daughter-in-law?

Lin Xinyan patted her comfortingly. “Just pretend that I never told you. It might make your brother feel uneasy.”

Shen Xinyao nodded obediently. “Yes, I know.”

That night, as Lin Xinyan prepared her son’s medicine, her heart couldn’t stop racing. It wasn’t that she distrusted Mu Yuan’er—however, she found it incredibly difficult to believe that taking herbal medicine would cure her son of his serious eye injury.

She handed her son the bowl of medicine. “After the funeral, let’s go and have you checked up at the hospital.”

Zong Yanchen knew what Lin Xinyan was worried about. He replied, “My eyes didn’t sustain just any injury—they were poisoned. Western medicine won’t do me any good.”

Lin Xinyan felt rather shocked. “Poisoned, you say?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll recover soon enough.” Zong Yanchen had been afraid that he was going to send her into hysterics. Looking at her agitated reaction, it appeared that his worst fear might actually come true. “Do you think I would joke around when it comes to my eyes?”

She sighed deeply. “Can you take a longer break this time?”

Zong Yanchen nodded. “Yes, I can. I haven’t taken a single vacation since I started work. The army gave me three months off.”

She touched the bowl and ensured that the medicine wasn’t hot before placing it gingerly into her son’s hands. “Drink up.”

Zong Yanchen tried to ease the tension in the room. Smiling, he said, “Mommy, you should feed me.”

Lin Xinyan burst into laughter. “How old are you?”

“No matter how old I am, I’ll always be your darling son.” After Zong Yanchen grew up, he had stopped acting cute to her as frequently as he once did. She fetched a spoon and took the bowl of medicine from him. As she fed him spoonful by spoonful, she asked, “Is the medicine very bitter?”