Mrs. Ji was startled, her face a little pale, "This... What happened?"
Father Ji stood up, brow furrowed, "I'll go take a look."
Jian Hemian sighed, "There are still some questions that apparently will have to wait until tomorrow. You two sit tight, I'll go take a look."
"If you're hurt, Nannan would probably blame me for not protecting you."
Mrs. Ji froze for a moment.
A lump seemed to form in her throat, making it impossible to ask even if she wanted to.
Did Jiang Nanshu really still care about them?
They had tried to find out the reason for her personality change. Just when she was little, they consulted a spiritual woman, repeated the process once when she was six. After that, Jiang Nanshu didn't fall ill often. The last time was three years ago, when she fell into a ditch and immediately left as if she were racing against time. They didn't even know where she got her paternity test from.
