Daddy Always Gets Jealous

A group of people stood there, glancing at each other, faces clearly marked with difficulty.

Jin Bo said, "Everyone have a drink, or else we won’t last."

Everyone drank some dew and returned to the fire pit, but Yu Zimu and Qin Shaonan were still nowhere to be seen.

Several hours later, Huo Jinnan returned, holding a big rock in his hand.

At the seaside, he fetched some seawater and placed the stone pot on the fire to roast. Soon, the water boiled, but without any plastic bags or such to distill the seawater. However, it could be used for cooking, just not for drinking!

Huo Jinnan said, "Life jackets."

Yu Zimu suddenly recalled that the life jackets could be used, and fortunately, there were many of them.

Jin Bo also remembered, having completely forgotten about it.

Huo Jinnan experimented with seawater distillation, while Jin Bo and Qin Shaonan went into the woods to gather supplies, with others grilling.

Busy until almost sunset, everyone finally got to eat the grilled meat to satiate their hunger.

Soon after, the sun dipped below the horizon again, and the temperature continued to drop. Luckily, with the cross-shaped fire pits, divided into four groups, there was warmth on both sides, making it not too cold.

The ones with the worst mood were Huo Jinnan and Qin Huan, along with Jin Bo and Huo Bei.

That night, Qin Shaonan began the watch.

He looked around, "Everyone rest well, we must preserve our strength."

————Yunqi Academy————

Hong Kong, early the next morning

Acheng entered Ji Bo’s room, "Master, this is what I found."

Ji Bo took it, glanced through, then looked at Acheng, his narrow eyes squinting into slits, and the atmosphere around him suddenly turned icy cold.

Acheng remained silent, knowing what the master could obviously know as well.

After a long while, Ji Bo spoke in a low voice, "Take people to find him, dead or alive."

Acheng responded, "Alright."

After a pause, he asked quietly, "What about the Madam?"

Ji Bo looked at Acheng.

Acheng withdrew his gaze and quickly left.

Ji Bo soon found Shen Mubai’s number and called.

"Director Shen, at nine, Qin Shaoling will go to Muhe Hospital. If it’s an abortion, prescribe some drugs for miscarriage prevention for her to take away."

Shen Mubai pushed his glasses up, "Who are you?"

Standing by the window with a newly bought phone, Ji Bo looked at the Hong Kong scenery, "You don’t need to know who I am, but if you do what I say, Shen You will wake up tomorrow."

Shen Mubai, "..."

He remained silent for a long time.

Ji Bo said, "The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Isn’t abortion considered killing? Doctors save lives, not take them."

Shen Mubai, "Yes."

Ji Bo, "Then you know what to do?"

Listening to the man’s superior tone over the phone, Shen Mubai felt uncomfortable, "I don’t need you to tell me what to do, but I can tell you clearly that I never perform abortions."

With that, he hung up the phone, sat there, and took off his glasses, holding them and repeatedly wiping them with a cloth.

Who exactly is the caller?

Clearly not someone from the Ye Family.

But if not from the Ye Family, how would he know about Shen You’s condition?

Now, with trouble befalling the Huo Family and Qin Family brothers, he couldn’t trust anyone’s words at this moment.

However—

Thinking of the other’s request, might everything be connected to Qin Shaoling’s return?

His thoughts were a bit messy and hard to organize.

Returning to his senses, the glasses lenses had been polished until they were bright.

Donning his glasses again, he rose and went to the intensive care unit, where Shen You lay quietly.

Shen Mubai looked at him, asking in a low voice, "Are you not a vegetative state now?"