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Is this a threat to her? Zhan Jing was startled by Zhao Xuran’s words.

Having practiced medicine for so many years, she had encountered threats from patients’ families before, but such incidents were rare.

Zhan Jing couldn’t even recall the last time someone threatened her. She didn’t expect to be threatened by her eldest son this time.

Turning her head to see Zhao Xuran actually shedding tears, Zhan Jing panicked.

If it were Zhao Guangran, even if the twins cried, Zhan Jing could ignore it. Although they didn’t cry often, they still did sometimes.

But Zhao Xuran was different. Ever since he became sensible, even following them through ups and downs to the Northeast to settle down, he never cried.

He perfectly took on the responsibility of being the eldest son, so sensible that Zhan Jing and her husband wanted to persuade him that it really wasn’t necessary to be so rigid.

Who would have thought the son would indeed cry, and cry so heartbreakingly.

"Son, with Mom here, there’s definitely nothing to worry about."

"If you cry and Ni Zi sees it, what will she think?"

"You can’t fall; you’re Ni Zi’s support." At this point, no matter how much Zhan Jing tried to persuade Zhao Xuran, there was no way to comfort him.

Zhan Jing straightforwardly brought Gong Ruini into the conversation.

Seeing Zhan Jing truly let go a bit, Zhao Xuran thought about having a good cry.

After venting, he heard his mom mention Gong Ruini, which scared him into immediately holding back his tears.

Right, how could he only think about himself and forget about Ni Zi?

If Ni Zi saw his red eyes, no matter how much he claimed the issue wasn’t serious, she might not believe him.

"Brother, your eyes are so red." Zhao Guangran, who was sulking and not wanting to talk, saw Zhao Xuran actually crying and was genuinely startled.

Seeing Zhao Xuran’s red eyes added a sense of inexplicable sadness.

Knowing his future niece’s health isn’t great, seeing his elder brother’s strong figure only made Zhao Guangran think that even if the situation was somewhat serious,

as long as his elder brother was there, it would be alright. Who would have thought his elder brother was also struggling?

Zhao Guangran truly couldn’t imagine how his elder brother managed to endure these days all alone.

If Mom hadn’t come to the United States, was he planning to wait until Gong Ruini gave birth?

Thinking about this filled Zhao Guangran with rage, yet he didn’t know how to vent it.

Wasn’t he working hard enough?

Couldn’t he become a shoulder his elder brother could rely on, even a little?

Zhao Guangran was really frustrated.

As Zhao Guangran started to throw a tantrum again, Gong Jiaming glanced over, slightly understanding Zhao Guangran.

But even though he understood, he wouldn’t comfort Zhao Guangran at this moment. Once this guy got angry, it wasn’t easy to soothe him.

At this moment, Gong Jiaming wanted to know how Ni Zi’s health was.

Compared to the Zhao Family, who might consider the issue of the child, from Gong Jiaming’s perspective, he absolutely didn’t want to see Ni Zi’s health problems.

Looking at the tense and serious expressions of everyone, Zhan Jing’s heart grew even more anxious.

"We’ll find a place with some ice to cool your eyes at that time." So many things pressing in, Zhan Jing felt her brain was being stretched thin.

But things had to be dealt with one by one, and the most important task now was to save Zhao Xuran from his terrible state.

"Yeah, otherwise if my sister-in-law saw it, she’d really be scared to death." It was the first time Zhao Guangran saw his elder brother like this; it was truly a significant memory, wasn’t it?

Zhao Guangran really wanted to capture this moment, but he didn’t dare, he genuinely didn’t dare, worried that once his elder brother recovered, he’d be the one in trouble.

The elder brother is definitely not a generous type; Zhao Guangran decided he needed to restrain himself.

If Ni Zi saw him like this, Zhao Xuran was stunned. He truly couldn’t imagine what would happen if Ni Zi saw him like this.

It would definitely scare Ni Zi to death. Her current state couldn’t handle such a scare.

At this moment, Zhao Xuran really wished he could beat himself half to death, wondering why he hadn’t thought of all this.

"What should I do now?" Zhao Xuran asked in panic.

Hahaha, his elder brother actually asked such a naive question, Zhao Guangran felt like laughing up to the sky.

"Just chill." Zhao Guangran retorted unceremoniously, "Either find somewhere to sort it out or wear sunglasses?"

Sunglasses? Zhao Xuran was really annoyed by his silly brother, and he chuckled, "Is my intelligence that offline?"

Wow, his elder brother actually came to his senses, Zhao Guangran was really disappointed. What a good opportunity, how could he just miss it like that, such a waste.

"We’ll just use ice packs for cold compress." Okay, since there’s no way to fool people, time to switch to a reliable idea. In such cold weather, using ice packs for a compress, what a feeling.

Humph, isn’t it just using ice for a compress? Zhao Xuran expressed that it genuinely was no pressure for him.

Zhao Guangran watched his nonchalant elder brother, then quietly got out to buy coffee and, incidentally, fill a cup with ice before returning to the car.

"Bro, here." Zhao Guangran rudely handed the ice directly to Zhao Xuran.

If he wanted to act like a real man, then don’t hesitate to start, "We’re still a bit away from home; you should make more effort, so we don’t have to find a place to rest."

Implication: from now on, he will need to continuously apply ice, wondering when this situation will end.

Zhao Xuran picked up the ice and began applying it to his face. Of course, he didn’t miss Zhao Guangran’s gaze, thinking that this kid might be plotting against him.

Zhao Xuran looked meaningfully at his brother. Some people just don’t know their limits without a lesson; truly unaware of the world.

Zhao Guangran suddenly remembered just how sly his elder brother was, just moments ago telling himself not to get too complacent.

"Bro, I’ll find a cloth to wrap it." Although he knew the chances were slim, he had to try a little; couldn’t you see the gaze his elder brother was giving him?

Now saying he’ll get a cloth, why hadn’t he thought of it before, Zhao Xuran stared at Zhao Guangran with great meaning.

"There’s no cloth in the car. I think your shirt will do." Zhao Xuran replied unceremoniously.

It’s worth noting: Zhao Guangran wore a shirt he’d been hoping to wear for quite some time, specifically for picking up Mom.

Stunned, how could it come to this? Zhao Guangran was genuinely on the verge of tears, not for the money.

Regarding money, Zhao Guangran wanted to say he really wasn’t short of money recently, but he couldn’t bear this shirt was a limited edition, and he’d worked hard to snag it.

He hadn’t even worn it much, let alone flaunt it outside. Was it really going to be ruined like this?

Zhao Guangran’s heart was bleeding; he stared blankly at Zhao Xuran, hoping to hear his elder brother say they were just testing his generosity.

"Speed up." Humph, expecting him to be lenient, this time he definitely wouldn’t be soft-hearted.

After all, younger brothers are all troublesome, daughters are better. Zhao Xuran genuinely hopes Ni Zi has a girl this time.

Compared to a son who only causes trouble, Zhao Xuran really prefers daughters.

Crying, his elder brother really doesn’t like him anymore. Zhao Guangran reluctantly started slowly taking off his shirt.

"Speed up." Zhao Xuran said impatiently, "Are you trying to act like a big girl or something?"

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