"I hate you, calling this love is simply a joke. If this is what you call love, then it’s ludicrous."

Her voice reached a sharp pitch out of anger and it took her a while before she could take a deep breath.

"But that’s okay, you don’t love me, and I don’t love you either. Yes, I don’t love you at all, so we’re even now. This is fair enough; you can proceed with your marriage and be all lovey-dovey with Bai Sijia! As for me, I’ll go on my solitary journey, continue to live a peaceful life with my child and neither of us will bother the other."

Ye Yuan, who had just put his sister to bed and returned, stood at the door and saw the furious Ye Lu, her face flushed with anger – and his frown deepened.

Why did he have to drag mommy here?

Because he wanted to find out if mommy had feelings for this man.

At least he knew that the man had feelings for his mom.

As for mommy, even she didn’t know, or perhaps she did but refused to admit it.

...

Ye Lu had been at the hospital for two days now, tirelessly looking after him, using ice packs whenever he ran a fever, and wiping his body to help cool him down.

Seeing her taking care of Third Young Master with such attention to detail and with no signs of impatience, Feiyu’s anger finally subsided somewhat.

But Third Young Master’s condition was unpredictable; his high fever would cool down only to heat up again within half a day. His situation didn’t improve and instead worsened, he slipped into a deep coma and lost consciousness.

"Why is this child not getting better?" Old Madam Jun was walking in circles anxiously.

Ye Lu, looking at Third Young Master’s increasingly pale face, felt her heart clench.

Old Madam Jun was frequently visiting these past few days. Old Sir Jun had also been there a few times, the only one who had not appeared was Jun Shi.

As a father, his son was seriously ill, yet he didn’t even bother to pay a visit. He was too heartless.

"You all should know that the ocean is full of bacteria. There were cuts on his body caused by rocks. He has been infected with a very rare strain of bacteria that I’m having trouble pinpointing. Many antibiotics have been used but they don’t seem to be having any significant effect." Yan Su – his face somber.

Old Madam Jun turned pale.

Ye Lu was dumbfounded and blurted out, "So if we can’t identify it, what will happen to him?"

"Well..." Yan Su had trouble articulating a belief in destiny – but it was clear to him that he was out of his depth. "I’ve contacted my professor in Europe, he’s a highly respected authority on bacteriology. He will arrive in our country as soon as possible and do his best to identify the bacteria."

Seeing his uncertain tone, everyone’s faces turned even graver.

"So, if the bacteria is identified, can he be cured?" Ye Lu couldn’t help but ask.

"Well..." Yan Su was in a dilemma.

Even if the cause was identified, developing a cure for this particular strain of bacteria would be a separate issue altogether. More importantly, it was crucial that Third Young Master’s body could withstand the time taken to develop the drug.

Considering Third Young Master’s rapidly deteriorating condition, this was a matter of concern.

"Anyway, my professor and I will do our best."

Ye Lu swayed on the spot, managing to steady herself only by grabbing a nearby chair. She gazed, bewildered, at Third Young Master lying on the hospital bed. So, was Yan Su saying that he may die?

How could that be? How could that man possibly die from an infection?

She didn’t believe it. It couldn’t be.

"Third Young Master’s willpower is strong, but we need to encourage his will to survive as much as possible. Everyone should spend more time with him, he may wake up."

After Yan Su left, Feiyu went to arrange the reception for his professor in order to expedite his arrival.