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The woman was sleeping soundly in the ward. In short, she hadn't opened her eyes for a long time.

Sihan was anxious, but the doctor said it didn't matter. It was just a normal reaction. She needed a peaceful rest to give her body a buffer.

It was said that disasters were fiercer than tigers, and Xiao Tong had experienced an explosion. There weren't many injuries on her body, but there was a big wound on her neck.

Si Han only felt that the light was extremely dazzling. He was clearly gnawing at his white collarbone yesterday, but why did he turn into such a gloomy and pale appearance, changing in such a short time? She knew that someone wanted to take care of Xiao Tong and was also aware that this was related to him.

He pounded heavily on the wall and felt all the strength in his body empty. Such a thing actually happened right before his very eyes.

A burst of commotion came from the corridor. Si Han raised his head and saw that he had already informed his family. Now, with the trembling grandpa and grandma being supported by White Snow, they walked over, causing his heart to ache.

He took a step forward in response and remembered the promise he made to the old man and grandma when he knelt down with Xiao Tong.

"Grandpa, grandma, you don't have to worry. You're basically out of danger, you'll be fine soon."

Grandma looked heartbroken, and her face was creased in all sorts of expressions.

"I say, why did my darling suffer like this? I'm already half of a year old, can't I bear it for her? Why did the heavens hurt me, Tongtong."

He was truly worried about the fate of his child. Even though he didn't get anything, he still had to give up his life. He already had a very poor and rough life, and now he came to the Si Family to bear such a sin.

"Grandmother, don't cry anymore. You'll get better."

When Si Han spoke, his voice was cold and had the power to calm the hearts of others.

Only then did grandma keep silent. She tightly held Snowy's hand.

White Snow held a small lunchbox in her hand. Si Han looked at the girl with a meaningful gaze. Snowy lifted up her lunchbox, her voice soft and sweet.

"I made the most of my time. After the surgery, I would only be able to eat liquid food. This is Sister Tong's favorite vegetable porridge. I didn't add any seafood today, so I hope you can get well soon."

She was indeed worried, but after knowing that Xiao Tong was fine, an indescribable feeling rose in her heart.

Seeing that everyone was worried for Xiao Tong, he was a little jealous. He didn't add anything and had no one to rely on, so why was Xiao Tong always so magnanimous? It was a happy thing to have a serious illness when someone loved someone.

Si Han looked at Snowy's burning gaze and gradually calmed down, not saying a word.

Grandpa Si by the side was someone who had seen a great scene before due to his age. He gave Si Han a glance and Si Han understood what he meant. He followed behind him.

The old man clearly knew what the man was thinking here, and he himself also felt that this matter was truly suspicious. He couldn't find a chance to resolve it, but he still felt that something was amiss.

"What do you think?"

Si Han was speechless. He suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette and let the smell of the tobacco make him more clear-headed. That way, he wouldn't have to suffer too much.

"I don't know yet, but this is definitely not a coincidence. I feel that there has always been someone who wanted to harm Xiao Tong behind her back."

Si Han's words were simple. He remembered what Xiao Tong told him. Not only did he feel nothing, but he also didn't know how much pain his little girl had suffered.

"You must investigate carefully. Whoever dares to harm my Si Family's wife, they must be tired of living."

Old Man Si powerfully said, but Si Han didn't reply. His mind was very blank, his buzzing voice making it hard for people to calm down.

At this moment, in the ward on the other side, Xiao Tong was not sleeping well.

His mind was in chaos as he kept thinking about things that he had never thought about before. He was in awe that he did not do anything to rest.

It sounded like electricity was flowing through her head. Xiao Tong frowned as she kept wriggling her head even when she was on the bed.

It was a pity that people outside could not casually come in. Otherwise, everyone would have discovered that something was amiss with the child at this moment.

Xiao Tong didn't know that at this moment, she was actually starting to recall the past.

Inside the dream was a large, clean room. A young girl was wearing a white dress as she ran around barefooted.

"Tongtong, did Mommy tell you not to be like this when the ground is cold?"

A very beautiful woman appeared and hugged Xiao Tong tightly.

That was probably Xiao Tong, who was about ten years old. Xiao Tong felt his heart ache as he looked at her, but it was still strange that he would have such a dream.

That beautiful woman, she changed his name to Mama.

Mother, so this is the person that will appear in my dreams.

"So I also have a mother." Xiao Tong thought to herself. There were too many questions. Everything that she couldn't think of in the past had been resolved now.

The room was very big, and the smell of her mother's body was very dry. Xiao Tong felt that everything was not real. When she looked up and saw the man's photo on the table, she realized that it was her father's role.

The dream seemed to have taken on a different style, suddenly reverting back to the fire before he was a teenager.

It was as if an evil organization had been mysteriously pushed into this, but Xiao Tong was a tenacious person. Relying on her talent and intelligence, she had become a powerful assassin.

However, due to the intensity of the fire, Xiao Tong felt as if her entire body was being scorched, unable to come back to her senses.

A valiant youth rushed over and saved himself from the burning sea of fire. It was a masked face, but the eyes were firm and bright.

Xiao Tong apologized as she chased after him. "Big brother Han, do we still have a chance to meet?"

The man waved his hand from behind, not knowing what to say.

There were many fragmented dreams. Xiao Tong took a deep breath and felt that everything was surreal.

When he opened his eyes again, all he saw when he looked up was the bright ceiling. It was a blinding white color.