Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 500 A Custom-Made Diamond Ring, Given to Her Personally

Guan Ying quickly stepped between Ning Yao and Su Tianxiao to prevent her boss from being injured.

"I'm just trying to be helpful by reminding you. Of course, this help is based on your relationship with Wen Qingjia. I'm not one to meddle in other people's business." Ning Yao wasn't afraid of Su Tianxiao at all. Her cherry-red lips curved slightly, and she casually raised her hand to adjust her coat.

Guan Ying didn't believe Ning Yao's words. Even if a complete stranger was sick, Ning Yao would lend a helping hand whenever possible. She had always been a warm-hearted and kind person.

Of course, Kwan Ying was perceptive enough not to say anything more about these sabotaging remarks.

Upon hearing the name 'Wen Qingjia,' Su Tianxiao's expression changed. He narrowed his eyes, abruptly stopped his steps toward Ning Yao, and asked in a low voice, "What is your relationship with Wen Qingjia?"

"She is my fiancé's sister, and will be my sister-in-law in the future."

"So I hope she can be happy. Since she likes you, I will pay more attention to you," Ning Yao replied earnestly.

If she didn't like him, Wen Qingjia wouldn't have done so much for Su Tianxiao behind his back.

Wen Qingjia had already suffered greatly in her love life before. Her first love committed suicide and left this world. How much of a blow must that have been to her?

It took Ning Yao a full ten years to muster the courage to start over, and she didn't want her sister-in-law's relationship to end in failure as well.

"Ridiculous! You yourself said you're Wen Tingye's fiancée. You haven't even married into the Wen family yet, but you're already meddling in their affairs. You're really meddling in other people's business." Su Tianxiao sneered, her eyes full of mockery.

He is indeed feeling very unwell, but he doesn't want to go to the hospital; he hates seeing that place.

Every time I go to the hospital, nothing good comes of it. What good is having money to treat illnesses if some diseases can't be cured just by having money?

"I overheard your conversation with Wen Qingjia last time." Ning Yao recalled that day at the competition venue when she heard a voice just before leaving.

Perhaps because of the White Flame Blood Jade, Ning Yao's auditory nerves would suddenly become more acute at certain times.

The sound was very distant and mixed with a lot of noise, but she still heard it and was able to distinguish the voices of the two people speaking.

The two people talking on the other side of the wall were Wen Qingjia and Su Tianxiao.

Wen Qingjia sounded extremely anxious and explained quickly, "I just wanted to help you out. In that situation, what if you lost and your illness flared up?"

Su Tianxiao said impatiently, "Do you know you're just making things worse? Did I need your help? Why are you sticking your face to me? You killed my brother, and now you want to kill me too. How can you be so cruel?"

Wen Qingjia said painfully, "I didn't kill Tianming. I didn't know he had this disease at the time, and I didn't mean to upset him. Why won't you believe me!"

Su Tianxiao sneered: "Why should I believe you? One is my brother, and the other is a completely unrelated woman. Who do you think I should believe?"

Wen Qingjia's voice trembled slightly with tears: "I just like you..."

Su Tianxiao laughed even harder, her tone strangely tinged with sorrow: "Do you like me? You like the shadow of your brother in me, you use me as a substitute!"

Wen Qingjia's voice was terribly hoarse: "I really like you, and my liking for you has absolutely nothing to do with Tianming!"

When Ning Yao overheard their conversation, she frowned and guessed that this Tianming was probably Su Tianxiao's brother, the one that Old Madam Wen had mentioned, Wen Qingjia's first love, the one who committed suicide.

But what exactly happened is no longer important. What Ning Yao needs to do now is to get Su Tianxiao to the hospital first.

"Guan Ying, stop wasting your breath on him, carry him away and take him straight to the hospital." Ning Yao had no patience to continue chatting with Su Tianxiao.

He clearly didn't want to talk to himself properly; every word he uttered was barbed.

Su Tianxiao struggled, but his limbs were weak and he was no match for Guan Ying's strength.

Having just vomited, his face was deathly pale, like a sheet of bloodless white paper.

Guan Ying easily lifted the man and placed him on one shoulder. When they walked out of the restroom, the bodyguards sent by Wen Qingjia were dumbfounded. Who would have thought that Su Tianxiao would be carried on a woman's shoulder after going into the restroom and coming out again?

“You drove here, right? Take him to the hospital. Given his current condition, if we don’t get him there soon, he might die from a stomach hemorrhage.” Ning Yao’s tone was serious, not like she was joking with them.

The bodyguards panicked instantly. They were sent by Miss Wen Qingjia to protect Su Tianxiao. If anything happened to this man, they might be punished by Miss Wen.

So everyone looked at each other and finally decided to do as Ning Yao suggested and take the person to the hospital.

The bodyguard's car was parked not far away and arrived quickly.

Ning Chen handed Yang Dongcha over to Cui Mengmeng and Xin Yujue, then ran out himself, worried that something might have happened to his mother.

She only went to the restroom, so how come Guan Ying was carrying a man when she came out?

The man looked somewhat familiar; he seemed to be one of the dancers on stage earlier.

"Mom, what's wrong with him?" Ning Chen asked Ning Yao, frowning.

Ning Yao didn't put in much effort from beginning to end. After Guan Ying and the bodyguards got Su Tianxiao into the car, the bodyguards took him to the hospital. She didn't need to worry about anything after that; the bodyguards would report, and someone would naturally appear later.

After everyone left, Ning Yao shrugged and said helplessly, "It's nothing. I just helped someone in need. I was just doing a good deed."

Seeing that her son's complexion didn't seem too good either, Ning Yao's thoughts returned instantly. She raised her hand and placed the back of her hand against her son's forehead to roughly feel his current body temperature and see if it was normal.

Then Ning Yao took her son's wrist and placed three fingertips on Ning Chen's wrist to take his pulse.

Controlling the spiritual spring is inherently difficult, and Ning Yao's understanding alone is clearly insufficient to control it at will. Therefore, she took out many ancient books from the study and read them whenever she had time, most of which were related to traditional Chinese medicine.

By now, Ning Yao could basically figure it out.

Take Su Tianxiao, for example. His stomach problems were obvious. He was pale and there was a faint smell of blood in his mouth and nose. He must have just vomited in the sink and even vomited blood.

This is a typical case of spleen and stomach deficiency and cold, and kidney essence deficiency.

It's no wonder that someone with poor health would have problems if they drank alcohol without restraint.

Ning Yao was relieved after taking her son's pulse. Ning Chen was fine; his pale complexion was mostly due to worry.

Ning Chen noticed something different, especially when Ning Yao took his pulse earlier.

Ning Yao was taking Ning Chen's pulse with her right hand. The instant her fingers touched Ning Chen's wrist, Ning Chen saw an exquisite diamond ring that was dazzling enough to dazzle anyone. His heart skipped a beat...

Who gave Mom the diamond ring?

His father, who is rarely seen.

Why did Mommy agree to the marriage proposal so easily? She only gave me a diamond ring and she agreed?