Chapter 12 — Mother's Boundaries

I said: "You said she was so angry that I brought her to the hospital." "Please send the doctor's diagnosis, blood pressure records, and monitoring papers here." "If the doctor writes that the cause is because of me, I will immediately apologize." Luc Giai Giai's voice shone. "Are you still human?" "My mother was like that, do you still ask for proof?" I said: "Yes." "Because you guys just cut and merged the video." "Now I only believe the full truth." The other end of the line transmitted. came Ma Phuong Lan's weak cry. "Stop it, Giai Giai." "This mother's life is not worth money." "Who said you don't have a good daughter-in-law?" I closed my eyes. This trick again. Luc Minh Vien's expression was clearly fluctuating. I tried to speak before he opened his mouth. "Luc Minh Vien, you can go." "But remember." "If you go to the hospital, the first thing is to admit your mistake on my behalf." "Then you don't need to come back tonight." He was stunned. "What do you mean?" I said: "The meaning is on the letter." "If you didn't do anything wrong, I don't have the right to accept it for you." "I want to be a filial son, okay." "Don't use me and An An as a pedestal." The living room was so quiet that there was only one left. An An's light breathing. Luc Giai Giai laughed coldly on the phone. "Brother, listen to what she said." "She clearly relied on the child to intimidate you." I responded directly to her. "I'm not threatening." "I'm just drawing a line." "How you manipulated Luc Minh Vien before is your business." "From now on, don't try to manipulate me." Luc Giai Giai still wanted to scold. Luc Minh Vien hung up the phone. He stood at the door, his eyes full of struggle. Finally, he said in a low voice: "I'll go to the hospital first." I nodded. "Go." He looked at me for a long time. As I hope I change my mind. But I don't have it. After the door closed, my mother sighed. "Thanh Hoa, are you afraid?" I lowered my head to look at An An's small face. "Afraid." "But you're even more afraid that if you take a step back today, An An will also have to follow you backward for the rest of your life." My mother didn't say anything, just gently patted my head. An hour later, Luc Minh Vien sent the photo. On the hospital monitoring paper, it was written that my blood pressure was slightly high, and I recommended rest and observation. No first aid. Not dangerous. There's no such thing as someone making someone sick. As soon as I finished watching, a message appeared in the family group. This time the sender was Luc Kien Quoc's father-in-law, who had always been silent. "Minh Vien, take An An to the hospital." "Your mother wants to see the baby." 12 I looked at that text, my breath slowly sank. Ma Phuong Lan is at the hospital, still not forgetting to drag An An there. Luc Minh Vien quickly called me. I answered the phone, but didn't speak first. His voice was very tired. "Thanh Hoa, mother's blood pressure is really high." I said: "I saw the tracking paper." He stopped for a moment. "She kept crying, saying she wanted to see An An." I asked: "So what?" Luc Minh Vien was silent for a few seconds. "My father was also there." "He said the baby was a full month old, so it wasn't too much for grandma to take a look." I laughed. "Where is the hospital?" "An An is only a month old." "They wanted to see, so they sent a one-month-old baby to the hospital to cooperate with them?" Luc Minh Vien said in a low voice: "I know it's not appropriate." "But right now mom's emotions are very agitated." I said: "Then let the doctor handle the emotions." "No." We have to let the babies handle it.” The end of the phone was silent. I continued: "Luc Minh Vien, last night I just learned how to change diapers." "Today I wanted to take the baby to the hospital to comfort your mother." "In the end, are you An An's father, or the person in charge of your mother's props?" His breath caught. "Do you have to speak sharply like that?" I said: "You speak sharply because I don't understand soft words." "From the hospital to the month of quarantine, then to the month-long party, you haven't given me a chance once." Assembly?" "Have you ever stood up?" He did not answer. I said frankly: "An An won't go." "I won't go either." "If you

If you dare to come back and pick up the child, I will immediately take her away." Luc Minh Vien's voice was tense. "You just say take the child, what do you see me as?" I said: "This depends on what you do yourself." "You are like a father, I will consider you a father." "You are like a speaker, I can only see you as a risk." Luc Kien Quoc's voice came from the phone. "What does it say?" Luc Minh Vien seemed to cover the receiver. But I still heard Ma. Phuong Lan cried. "He just won't let me see my niece." "He wants to cut off the roots of our Luc family." My face turned cold. "Luc Minh Vien, turn on the speakerphone." He hesitated: "If you don't turn it on, I'll hang up." A few seconds later, he turned on the speakerphone. Ma Phuong Lan's cry was immediately clear. "Tham Thanh Hoa, why are you so cruel?" "I'm already in the hospital, I can't even look at the baby?" I said: "If mom is really unwell, then rest well." "The hospital is not the place for mom to act out love drama." Luc Kien Quoc spoke in a low voice. "Thanh Hoa, this is too much for you." I said: "Dad, then I'll ask you." "An An was only a month old, brought her to the hospital." The hospital is infected, who is responsible?" "Dad is responsible?" Luc Kien Quoc choked.