Song Jiaren had been paying attention to Yan Cheng’s situation. It was only when the car stopped that she realized they hadn’t gone to the hospital. She said anxiously, “Wen Qing, why didn’t you go to the hospital? Do you want Master Cheng to die of illness?” Yan Cheng’s situation was even more serious. He had to be treated quickly.

Wen Qing said respectfully, “Miss Song, we can’t let outsiders know that Master Cheng is sick. The medical facilities here are even more complete than those in the hospital. You don’t have to worry.”

Song Jiaren nodded in understanding. The position of the patriarch of the Yan family wasn’t that easy to sit in. Countless people were watching Yan Cheng in secret. If he revealed even the slightest flaw, he would be trampled by others.

She asked Wen Qing to lie Yan Cheng down in the bedroom. Then, she took out the silver needle and started to treat him. An hour later, her brows relaxed. Then, she wrote a prescription and asked Wen Qing to get the medicine.

Wen Qing smiled reluctantly while holding the prescription. Previously, Song Jiaren didn’t take Yan Cheng’s pulse and directly administered the needle. Could it be that Miss Song was angry because she was used by Master Cheng and wanted to take revenge on him?

He said tentatively, “Miss Song, you didn’t take his pulse and wrote the prescription. Your medical skills have improved again.”

Song Jiaren knew what he was thinking. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and said, “I checked his pulse in the car. I won’t harm him. Master Cheng’s condition has stabilized, so I’ll get going first. Help me pass on a message and say that we’re even.”

Wen Qing opened his mouth to explain to Yan Cheng, but after some hesitation, he didn’t say anything. He silently watched Song Jiaren’s back as she left. He sighed and turned around to see that Yan Cheng was already awake and looking at Song Jiaren.

Wen Qing didn’t know when he woke up. He opened his mouth to convey Song Jiaren’s words to Yan Cheng. “Master Cheng, Miss Song…”

Yan Cheng’s gaze was dark. He said, “I know. Go get the medicine.”

When she returned home, Song Jiaren was still thinking about how Yan Cheng’s poisoning symptoms worsened. She shook her head and forced herself not to think about him. They were even now, and his business had nothing to do with her.

Song Meiyu was hugging Song Chuyan’s photo in Song Chuyan’s room. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

Ye Zhentian patted her shoulder and comforted her, but his words of comfort were too limited. When he looked up and saw Song Jiaren, it was as if he had seen his savior. He hurriedly said, “You’re back. Have you had dinner?”

Song Meiyu’s attention was diverted and she asked Song Jiaren if she had eaten. She wanted to ask if there was any news of Song Chuyan, but she didn’t dare to know the answer. Besides, it had only been half a day since she returned from the police station. How could the results be out so quickly?

Song Jiaren saw her worried and sad expression and felt a little sad. Would she ever see that cold and handsome boy from before again?

She hugged Song Meiyu tightly and said firmly, “Mom, I’ll keep looking for Chuyan i him!” She wanted to add ‘whether he was dead or alive’, but she couldn’t bear to say this to Song Meiyu. Song Meiyu’s tears fell again. She nodded and said, “Okay, we’ll definitely find Chuyan.” Ye Zhentian echoed, “Yes, yes. Let’s search together. We’ll definitely find him.”

Song Jiaren gave Ye Zhentian a disgusted look. He didn’t even know how to comfort people. He was useless!

Jiang Chang took a reference book and ran over. He held Song Meiyu’s hand and said seriously, “I’ll help you find him.”

Song Meiyu touched Jiang Cang’s head and smiled. Song Jiaren secretly praised Jiang Cang. “Awesome, you’re much better than Mr. Ye.”

If Ye Zhentian knew that Song Jiaren said this about him, he would definitely want to cry. He was usually the one who criticized others, so how could he know how to comfort others?