Chapter 167: Perilous Situation

ult to conduct in-depth investigations there.Moreover, what Bo Jin Yu wanted was Shen Ning Ran's companionship and experiences over the past five years. He truly couldn't fulfill that request.Zhou Che...Bo Jin's lips were tightly pursed, she didn't speak. In her deep and profound eyes, anger surged more and more violently.

Zhou Chen was so scared that he pressed his head even lower.

He didn't quite understand. Originally, their boss had been seriously injured in a car accident and Shen Ningran had taken care of him for two months. During those two months, the old man had liked Shen Ningran very much and publicly announced that Shen Ningran would become Bo Yin's wife. The Bo family also supported her in everything she did.

But later, inexplicably, the old man's attitude towards Shen Ningran changed one hundred and eighty degrees.

Mingming Shen Ningran did nothing, but the old man just changed.

After that car accident, Bo Jin Yu woke up two months later. His grandfather insisted on him marrying Shen Ning Ran while also allowing Bo Jin Yu to treat her badly and turning a cold shoulder towards Shen Ning Ran himself.

Just like a kind of…

Torture by proxy.

The old man's actions are very hard to understand.

Bo Jinyu picked up his phone and walked to the window. Looking at the bright sunshine outside, there was still a chill in his eyes, and emotions surged beneath the surface.

"What does it mean" Bo Jinyu said coldly.

On the phone, the old man let out a cold snort. His voice was full of vigor as he said, "Is this how you speak to your grandpa"

"Is a trivial woman worthy of you wasting your time questioning me Xin Yue is your future wife. She hurt your future wife, she's slapping you in the face. Shouldn't she be dealt with"

Bo Jin Yu twitched her lips and gave a cold, mocking smile. "Grandpa, who started this, you know better than I do."

Shen Ningran simply avenged her child in her own way; she did nothing wrong.

If it were Bao Jin'yu who did this, Guan Xin Yue should think about whether her life is still in her hands.

"I don't know, I only know she moved someone who shouldn't have been moved."

"Shouldn't that person move Grandfather, is Guan XinYue so important in your eyes"

Bo Jin Yu sneered. In the old man's eyes, the most important thing was the Bo family. When would a Guan Xin Yue be able to make him care so much

"She doesn't matter, what matters is her future identity, the young mistress of the Bo family, your wife. She can't be bullied and she can't have any blemishes."

"So she was the one who made the first move, yet Shen Ningran can't fight back Everything she did, and you want to have Liu Sao take the blame for her instead"

The old man chuckled softly, "What you're saying is unfounded, just speculation."

We both know.

"So what Who hasn't pretended to be stupid" The old man's voice grew heavier. "Ajin, this matter about the child is over, after all, it's not your child, you don't need to take it to heart."

Bo Jinyu's hand holding the phone tightened slightly, Shen Ningran's words suddenly rang in his ear: "Bo Jinyu, they are your sons, your biological sons."

"Can you believe me once, they really are your own flesh and blood."

Word by word, letter by letter...

Bo Jin's deeply held beliefs over the years were struck violently by something, causing a crack to appear.

If what Shen Ningran said is true, that Bo Yucheng and Shen Anhe are his sons, then how can the people of the Bo family, the old master, Zhou Zhilin, and he himself regret everything they did in the past.

"Thinking about something" Seeing that Bo Jinyu didn't respond, the old master Bo asked in a stern voice.

Báo Ngc withdrew her thoughts, coldly replying, "Nothing."

Whatever happens, you can't protect her anymore. You must give the Guan family an explanation.

"I'll handle this myself. You just take care of yourself."

The old man could not possibly miss the meaning in Bo Jinyu's words.

He always dislikes other people interfering in his affairs.

There are many things that the old man has to get involved in.

"If you can't handle this, I will." The old man's words carried a threat.

The old man meant that "handling it well" was to hand Shen Ningran over to the Guan family for revenge.

But if Bo Jinyu were to press down, the Guan family wouldn't be able to touch Shen Ningran.

Bo Jinyu didn't say much, she just hung up the phone.

What Auntie Liu said last night left a thorn in his heart.

But he wasn't foolish enough to directly ask the old man, those things had to be investigated slowly, step by step.

As for this DNA thing, Bo Jinyu narrowed his dark eyes, pondered for a few seconds, and then raised his hand.

Zhou Chen, not far away, immediately stepped forward, "Boss."

"Arrange a new parent-child DNA test."

Because this matter had been brought up before, Zhou Chen wasn't particularly surprised that Bao Jin Yu wanted to redo a paternity test. "Yes, boss."

"Boss," the bodyguard stationed at Bo Yichen's doorstep suddenly rushed over, "Boss, there's been an incident with the young master. You should go take a look."

Bo Jin's face changed drastically, and he immediately hurried towards the intensive care unit.

Alarms blared sharply and urgently in the intensive care unit, prompting several doctors to rush inside.

Shen Ningran leaned almost against the visitation window, her scarlet eyes fixed intently on the doctor inside performing CPR on Bo Yucheng.

She stood motionless, like a sculpture.

She was afraid that if she blinked, the numbers on the instrument display would drop to zero again.

Bo Jin's eyes widened in shock, and she looked at the scene before her, her heart aching with pain.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Bo Jin Yu didn't know how long she stood there before taking steps towards the woman in front of her.

As I got closer, I noticed the woman's body trembling slightly. Her hands were clenched tightly, and her sharp nails had dug deep into her palms.

Her grip was so tight that his palm was blood-red.

Since Bo Yucheng's incident, she has handled everything with extreme calmness. Calmness to the point of being like a soulless shell, constantly completing what she is supposed to do.

The doctor walked out, his facial expression foreshadowing that what he was about to say wasn't good news.

"The child's condition has not improved. He is still in a lot of pain. As I said before, if the child doesn't wake up within the next forty-eight hours..." The doctor paused, looked at the two people, and continued to say the worst possibility, "I'm afraid there will be no hope left. You parents need to be mentally prepared."

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, an eerie silence descended upon the corridor.

Shen Ningran gritted her teeth, all her strength drained away, unable to utter a single word.

Both Bo Jin Yu was equally stunned on the spot.

Forty-eight hours....

Shen Ningran pursed her lips, and the fragmented, broken voice finally sounded, "Can I go in to keep him company"

The doctor pondered for a moment, then sighed and said, "Alright."

Thank you.

The doctor sighed and left.

……

The intensive care unit was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Shen Ningran walked quietly to the bedside and looked at the little boy in bed. His face was pale, devoid of any life.

Besides the constant beeping of the machines, there was absolute silence in the ward.

The little one lay quietly in the hospital bed, with tubes from various instruments attached to their body. Several noticeable needle marks were visible on what was once a fair complexion, and the dried purple-red medicine around each mark stood out even more.

Shen Ningran's lips trembled, she forcefully suppressed the tears in her eyes, bent down and sat down, reached out her hand, carefully grasped that icy small hand, and gently lowered her head.

Yuchen... I'm sorry...

I'm sorry...

It's Mommy's fault for not protecting you well.

If Mommy had been a little quicker… perhaps it wouldn't have happened like this…

I'm sorry....

Outside the door, Bo Jin stared through the spyhole, watching the woman holding the child's hand, burying her head and sobbing uncontrollably...alking at the back wore a black trench coat. His face, which turned all heads, was full of malice. He walked up the stairs step by step, bringing with him a terrifying killing intent. His gaze, like t...