Meng Jingwei knew Daisy Tini had stayed up all night. She nodded, "Yes, I feel much better."
"Go wash up and eat something," she said, gesturing to the child in Meng Jingwei's womb. "For their sake, you need to take good care of yourself."
"Okay."
Meng Jingwei was very quiet.
She got up, went to the bathroom to wash, and then obediently returned to bed, sitting against the headboard.
Daisy Tini pushed the bed table in front of Meng Jingwei and placed breakfast on it. "This is nutritious porridge prepared for you. Drink more."
Meng Jingwei's left arm was injured, but it didn't affect her eating.
She sat quietly in bed eating, and even though she was pregnant and experiencing morning sickness, Meng Jingwei forced herself to eat it all.
Daisy Tini was right. For the sake of the child in her womb, she had to take good care of herself.
Seeing Meng Jingwei's excessive quietness, Daisy Tini grew more worried. "They are searching everywhere for Young Master Qing. He should be alright."
"Yes, I believe them."
Besides believing, Meng Jingwei had no other choice.
Being pregnant, she could only lie in the hospital and rest her pregnancy.
She even felt that the two children had arrived at the wrong time, affecting her search for Qing Muyi. But then again, if Qing Muyi were gone, these two children would be a gift from heaven, destined to prevent Qing Muyi from having no descendants.
No, it wouldn't happen.
He wouldn't die easily.
Meng Jingwei constantly reassured herself internally, even daring not to touch her phone.
A day passed, and no one else appeared in the ward.
Two days passed, and besides Daisy Tini and Wei Dongkui, there was still no one else.
Three days passed, and finally, Old Chen Tou appeared.
The moment she saw Old Chen Tou, Meng Jingwei sat up immediately, her eyes full of hope as she looked at him. "He... where is he?"
Three days. No one knew how long and how agonizing those three days had been.
Meng Jingwei didn't even know what immense self-control she had exerted to prevent herself from going mad.
Old Chen Tou was wearing a loose black Tai Chi suit and canvas shoes. In just a few days, his beard had grown much longer.
Walking into the ward, he glanced at Meng Jingwei, seeming a bit guilty as he avoided her burning gaze, and shook his head. "No, didn't find him."
"Still... still haven't found him? It's already been three days, and you can't even find a person?"
Meng Jingwei's emotions were gradually losing control.
The news brought by Old Chen Tou completely shattered all her hopes and expectations. She thought his appearance would bring good news, but she never imagined it would still be... no news.
So, Tang Si and the others not answering their phones meant they were also desperately searching for Qing Muyi.
"That day, the car plunged down along the riverside avenue into the river. It was dark, and the river was fast-flowing. They were scattered in the river, and then we couldn't find anyone."
Old Chen Tou's brows were furrowed. Seeing Meng Jingwei's gaunt appearance, he felt immense pity. "Girl, don't be sad. Not finding him means he's not dead. That's a good thing."
Plunged into the river.
Meng Jingwei's mind was filled with the nightmare from that day. She had also dreamed of Qing Muyi falling into the river, and what was finally found was a floating corpse, a bloated corpse whose features were unrecognizable.
She slowly closed her eyes, suppressing the grief and despair in her pupils.
"What about Han Yu and the others?"
She asked weakly.
"They are all looking for Muyi, all searching for his whereabouts."
Old Chen Tou spoke with a hint of melancholy and disappointment in his tone.
"I know. You've worked hard these past few days. Go back and rest quickly," Meng Jingwei forced a smile. "Old Chen Tou, you're right. Not seeing him is a good thing, good news."