The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

The old lady was worried there for quite a while; Fang Xiaohui's issue is really not easy to solve.

It's really hard to find someone now; it's not that I can't find a hospital, but to find a better hospital, I need to contact other people.

Even as formidable as Old Mrs. Song might be, she's already retired now. She officially retired at the beginning of the year, though she's still hanging onto all sorts of titles as a professor, yet she clearly knows she's retired.

She understands the principle of 'out of sight, out of mind.'

There are only a few top hospitals in Jingbei.

Unless the two kids are sent to a hospital out of province, where she does have many former students in powerful positions.

But she couldn't bear to have the kids leave Jingbei.

Old Mrs. Song was speechless; she didn't expect a day would come when she'd have a headache.

Her thoughts turned, and she began to resent Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting.

It was all because of them; if it weren't for them taking precedence, Old Feng wouldn't have rejected her so quickly without a second thought.

Old Wang wouldn't have completely ignored her face because of comparisons.

It's all because of Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting.

Whenever she thought of these two, her heart was filled with all sorts of annoyance, disgust, and resentment.

Old Mrs. Song couldn't even recall how she once doted on these two kids; those decades of love seemed to dissipate like smoke blown away by the wind.

Leaving no trace in her heart, sometimes when Old Mrs. Song tries to recall the past, she feels it's so hazy.

Not even a shadow left behind, and she feels strange about it.

Could it be that the decades of love were all fake?

Why haven't these two kids left even a little mark on her heart?

Thinking of them makes her head hurt even more.

Old Mrs. Song thought of Old Wu.

There's no way but to turn to Old Wu.

The entire Wu family is engaged with hospitals, so there's no lack of connections.

Besides, Old Wu is a dean at one of Jingbei's top hospitals.

Though Old Wu will retire next year, arranging a person before retiring shouldn't be too difficult.

Jingbei University First Hospital isn't just for show.

Old Mrs. Song got up and left.

Anyway, Old Wu and his wife live right next door, so taking a trip over there isn't a big deal.

Old Wu and she are practically best friends, and have long resolved any past differences; this shouldn't be too hard.

Have you not seen how well Old Wu treats Jiang Xiaoxiao, Song Moting, and Tang Yuan? Isn't it all on her account?

Since it's a matter of loving what belongs to a friend, he should help with Xiao Hui and Mohuan's situation, right?

Old Mrs. Song felt much more confident.

Five minutes later, Old Mrs. Song was already seated in the Wu family's living room.

Old Sir Song was playing chess with Mr. Wu.

Mrs. Wu came in from the garden on the balcony.

Their balcony had been turned into a garden; Old Wu loved tending to these flowers and plants.

Whenever he's not at work, he's at home fussing over them.

And the way he nurtures them is indeed impressive; look at the balcony, like a little garden.

Lush and flourishing, blossoms clustered everywhere, anyone who sees it would feel delighted.

Mrs. Wu washed her hands as she asked in surprise.

"Why did you come empty-handed today? Usually, you bring Tang Yuan over. Why didn't you bring him today? I've missed the little guy."

Old Meng usually holds Tang Yuan, never letting go, treating him like he's precious.

Why would she come empty-handed today, she wondered curiously.

Just now, Old Song came over looking furious; she and her husband didn't dare to ask him.

"Why bother bringing him? He's already moved with his mom and dad to their maternal home. You won't see him in the future."

Old Mrs. Song held a breath; why is it anywhere she goes, they always mention Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting.

What exactly did she do back then?

Mrs. Wu paused, dried her hands.

"They moved to her maternal home! Could it be that something happened at Xiao Xiao's maternal home? Usually, when the couple visits her maternal home, they leave the child with you, why today did they take the child too?"

Mrs. Wu genuinely cared about her great-grandson.

"They moved to her maternal home because her maternal family got them a house. The two of them thought, since they are starting internships soon, it's more convenient since it's closer to the hospital. Otherwise, it wouldn't be easy with a child here, so they moved out to live there."

Old Mrs. Song had to explain.

Old Sir Song heavily slammed down a cannon piece.

"Some people really invert right and wrong; they clearly chased away the family, and now they have the audacity to say it's for their convenience."

Mr. Wu frowned.

There's something implied in this talk.

"What nonsense are you saying? I sent them to live at her maternal home for their convenience; besides, we let them live nearby, so we can care for them. Can't Xiao Hui and the others do the same? You're biased down to your ribs, why do you favor some grandchildren more than others?"

Old Mrs. Song was provoked by Old Sir Song; facing outsiders, he showed her no face, as if wanting to argue publicly.

Anyway, this was in the Wu family's place.

Old Wu is practically her closest friend; what can't be said, what flaws can't be seen?

Anyway, the Wu family has seen enough of their family's flaws, so one more won't matter.

Mrs. Wu and Mr. Wu were both stunned.

They were trying hard to digest what was implied in this conversation; something seemed off.

"You call me biased, wasn't it you who was biased before? Wasn't this house bought for Moting and Xiao Xiao to live in? You put great effort into renovating it, getting it all sorted, then you say you don't like them, so you kick them out.

Did Little Tang Yuan offend you? You refuse to even hold him, always holding Nonno. The child is so young; do you know that it breaks a child's heart? I've never seen a great-grandmother like this; he was held and doted on from a tiny age like they were your own heart and soul, and now you're saying leave it just like that. I saw the way the kid looked at you with those longing eyes, stretching arms to be held, and you mercilessly turned away.

How could the child's eyes be so pitiful, it makes my heart ache. Is this how a great-grandmother behaves? You dare to call me biased, so what if I'm biased towards Moting, so what if I'm biased towards Xiao Xiao?

What will you do, eat me?"

Old Sir Song was furious, the recent events had built up anger he couldn't release, holding it in until it erupted.

Mrs. Wu pulled apart the two elders, "Old Meng, what exactly happened? Why did you drive Xiao Xiao and his wife out? What's the reason behind it? What did they do to make you so angry? Regardless of the anger, you should hold back, you shouldn't argue with the kids!

You're so old, still arguing with kids, what can't be discussed? It's all one family, these are your grandchildren and great-grandchildren! You truly are willing to let them go!

Tang Yuan is so young. Even if you have a greater issue with his parents, you shouldn't treat the child this way; it breaks the child's heart."

The little Tang Yuan's pitiful eyes come to mind, Mrs. Wu automatically imagines the child's wretchedness, and her heart feels a whirlpool of pain.