Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 81 Su Yu’an’s Body is Sick

Chapter 81: Chapter 81 Su Yu’an’s Body is Sick

"Is Mr. Su Yu’an in the hospital? Okay, I got it."

Lin Zirui ended the call and furrowed his brows slightly.

Mr. Su?

Mr. Yin’s romantic rival!

"Zirui, does mommy have to take care of my uncle in the hospital? Is he trying to play some kind of sympathy card to chase after mommy? That can’t happen, I have to tell daddy so he can come back soon!"

Since the speakerphone was on, Candy also heard and hurriedly took out her phone to call Yin Moran and report the situation.

Unbeknownst to her, her dad had already been informed of the situation.

Beside her, Lin Zirui blinked and silently closed his little mouth.

Alright, he too hoped that Mr. Yin would step up, so no one else would run away with mommy.

In the hospital, Lin Qian still leaned against the wall, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on the indicator lights.

A strange ringtone from her bag startled Lin Qian.

She reached into her bag and pulled out a cell phone, realizing it was Su Yu’an’s phone.

It had fallen out of his pocket earlier, and she had put it in her bag.

At this moment, the caller ID made her purse her lips, a trace of sorrow flickering in her eyes.

It was a call from Mrs. Su.

Recalling Mrs. Su’s kindness towards her in the past, Lin Qian hesitantly answered the call.

"Yu’an, Yanyan has been waiting for you all night, where exactly are you now?"

Mrs. Su’s voice, gentle yet stern, came through the phone.

Lin Qian’s fingers curled, and she struggled to speak, "Auntie, it’s me, Lin Qian..."

Ignoring Mrs. Su’s shock and astonishment on the other end, Lin Qian honestly relayed the current situation to her.

After hanging up, Lin Qian felt a heavy unease in her chest.

"Lin, have some water."

Nangong Li, who had gone to buy water, came striding over and handed her a bottle just in time.

Lin Qian mustered a weak smile and thanked him.

Twisting off the cap, she took a few sips to moisten her throat and fell silent.

"Let’s sit over there on that bench for a while."

Nangong Li tugged at Lin Qian, "Don’t worry, Su Yu’an will be alright."

Gratefully smiling, Lin Qian followed Nangong Li to a nearby bench.

The two sat in silence. Nangong Li wanted to keep Lin Qian company and chat, but seeing her distracted and dispirited, he simply sat quietly beside her, scrolling through news on his phone.

Half an hour later, a flurry of footsteps echoed through the corridor.

Then, a female’s voice rang out.

"Lin Qian."

It was Mrs. Su.

Lin Qian’s lips tightened, and she rose from her chair with some unease.

Her gaze swept towards the middle-aged woman rapidly approaching, accompanied by Gu Yan.

"Auntie," Lin Qian called out to Mrs. Su.

Mrs. Su looked worried, "Lin Qian, how is Yu’an?"

"He’s still in the operating room; he hasn’t come out yet."

On hearing this, Mrs. Su’s face grew a bit pale, a flicker of anxiety and heartache crossing her eyes.

"Lin Qian, did you let Yu’an drink? Why did you let him drink? Do you know his body has just recovered and he shouldn’t consume spicy or stimulating food?"

His body just recovered?

Was he sick?

Lin Qian pursed her red lips, feeling guilty and helpless, "I’m sorry, Auntie, I didn’t know Yu’an was just recovering. He never mentioned it to me."

"Of course he wouldn’t mention it to you. My foolish son always keeps his suffering to himself. If anything serious were to happen to him, what would be the point of my living?"

Mrs. Su covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Auntie, don’t cry, Yu’an will definitely be fine."

Standing beside her, Gu Yan gently consoled Mrs. Su, her eyes full of resentment when she looked at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian lowered her eyes, her fingers interlocking as she pondered Mrs. Su’s words.

Had Su Yu’an been sick before?

When did that happen?

Was it during these four years, or...

Suddenly, something flashed through her mind.

Lin Qian abruptly looked up at Mrs. Su, "Auntie, did Yu’an get sick four years ago?"

Could it be because he had fallen seriously ill that he had decisively broken up with her?

Was that the reason?

It must be.

Otherwise, with his consistently gentle nature, how could he possibly abandon her because of her background?

Now that she thought about it, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight during the time they broke up.

He often seemed distracted when they were together.

At that time, she had just found out about her own background, so she hadn’t paid much attention to him.

It wasn’t until he mentioned breaking up that she realized he had changed a lot.

Mrs. Su wiped her tears, her eyes flickered but she did not answer.

"Auntie, please tell me, did Yu’an break up with me because he was sick?"

Lin Qian grabbed Mrs. Su’s hand eagerly and asked.

"Lin Qian, don’t flatter yourself, how could Yu’an possibly break up with you for that reason?"

Gu Yan pushed Lin Qian away, her eyes fiercely piercing.

Lin Qian stumbled backward, steadied gently by Nangong Li’s advancing hand, his sharp gaze shooting directly at Gu Yan.

Gu Yan recognized Nangong Li, his intense gaze causing her scalp to tingle, her hatred for Lin Qian intensifying.

How could such a despicable woman have men of high society by her side?

But her thoughts were more focused on another issue right now.

Su Yu’an was ill?

How had she not known?

"Auntie, what illness did Yu’an have before?"

Gu Yan asked, Mrs. Su glanced at her, then at Lin Qian, and finally sighed.

"Yu’an is a pitiful child. Because of the discord between his biological father and me during my pregnancy, I was very depressed, causing him to be born frail and sickly. Originally, as long as he was carefully taken care of afterward, it wouldn’t have been a big issue, but who knew..."

Mrs. Su paused, a twinge of pain and resentment crossing her face.

"Yu’an’s biological father had an affair, and the mistress bore him a son. That woman, cunning and ambitious, aimed to rise through her child."

"By then, my relationship with Yu’an’s father had already turned cold, but Yu’an was the eldest son and deeply loved by his father. So, this cruel woman targeted Yu’an, trying to kill him so her own son could inherit the family wealth. How old was my son? That woman actually bribed a servant to poison Yu’an’s food, nearly causing his death!"

Mrs. Su’s facial muscles trembled uncontrollably with hate.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner turmoil.

"That’s why I decided to divorce his father. All the misfortunes that befell Yu’an were caused by him. Since then, Yu’an’s health has always been problematic. The toxin invasion had damaged his internal organs. For many years, I have been seeking medical advice, hoping to completely rid his body of the toxins."

"But four years ago, one day he suddenly vomited blood and fainted. When we got to the hospital, the doctor told me that his condition was beyond remedy."

"At that time, I felt as if the sky had collapsed. I didn’t trust the medical skills in our country, so I took him abroad. It must have been divine intervention, for through praying and meeting a benefactor, we encountered a wandering old traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Under his treatment, Yu’an’s health gradually improved year by year until he fully recovered."