He Jian’s eyes were filled with shock.
He Mingzhu’s head was on his chest as she sobbed but he didn’t even know where he should keep his hands.
His hands raised but he was hesitant to hug her back.
It felt strange.
It was only then his eyes went towards the door of the room where Mo Roulan was standing and watching this scene with a smile on her lips.
Mo Roulan smiled more widely when she saw him looking at her.
’Hug her’
She whispered as she signed him with her hands to hug He Mingzhu back.
He Jian opened his mouth but didn’t say anything. A mont later, he finally hugged He Mingzhu gently.
"Jian..."
He Mingzhu called out again when she felt him embracing her.
He Jian opened his lips again but it took him a few monts to call out
"Mom..."
He Mingzhu’s sobs only got fiercer when she heard this.
By now, He Zhuang had also co to the room after looking for his wife here and there in the whole mansion.
He had just gone to use the restroom and had asked her to stay in the room. He Mingzhu was usually obedient and always did what he said but he was panicked when he didn’t find her in the room on returning.
At that mont, he regretted not keeping a nurse for her. He had wanted to take care of her on his own so he didn’t hire a nurse.
But a nurse could take care of her when he couldn’t be there. He Zhuang realized it at that mont.
Especially after she went unconscious yesterday, he was more worried for her.
The doctor said that he was not sure if it was good that Mingzhu was gaining her mories so fastly. The doctor expressed the concern that she might not be able to handle everything.
However, at this mont as He Zhuang saw his son and his wife hugging each other, he himself felt emotional.
He rembered how Jian used to ask him about his mother and how he didn’t have an answer.
He had always wondered if he was an incapable father as he couldn’t give a mother to his son. He could only leave He Jian for a few months to his own mother so that he would feel his mother’s love through his grandmother.
A few monts later, He Zhuang finally stepped forward when he couldn’t see his wife crying anymore.
"Zhuzhu..."
He called out as he pulled her back from his son’s arms.
He Jian let him do so.
His eyes were still filled with unshed tears as he looked at his mother whose face was completely tear-stained.
Her eyes were also fixed on him.
She then looked at his father and called out,
"Zhuang...you have raised him so well."
He Zhuang stilled for a mont when he heard his wife calling his na.
"Zhuzhu..."
"Do you rember everything?"
He whispered in a low voice and He Mingzhu nodded her head.
"Yes..."
When she saw fear flashing in her husband’s eyes, He Mingzhu tried to smile but even the smile was filled with pain.
"Zhuang...even though many mories are bitter so are joyous as well...the one which gave the strength to continue living even though I felt like killing myself many tis."
"Zhuzhu..."
He Zhuang closed his eyes unable to bear the pain he felt through his wife’s words. He hugged her tightly as she cried in his arms.
"I won’t leave him. I promise you."
He promised his wife.
"I will get justice for you."
He Mingzhu couldn’t say anything. She only cried.
Her heart felt stuffed with so many emotions...there was only one thing that made her hold herself together and that was the relief of getting back to her family.
She was now with her husband and son.
The people she had wanted to see for so many years were finally with her. Though many years had passed, she wished to spend the rest years of her life with these people only and try to make more sweet mories than the bitter and painful ones she had.
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Though He Mingzhu said that she was fine, He Zhuang called the doctor.
The lady doctor asked everyone to leave the room. She checked the wounds on He Mingzhu’s body as well and had a small talk with her.
When she ca out, He Zhuang imdiately asked her about He Minghu’s health.
He Jian was also standing a step away holding Mo Roulan’s hand. His eyes were filled with concern.
"Mr. He, it is a good thing that Mrs. He’s mind was able to cope up with how she gained her mories. However, I suggest that all of you should still be careful. In such situations, panic attacks are normal. There might be so things that may trigger it in Mrs. He. She will get scared easily. She might not like to talk to strangers and many even panic on seeing them. She might be scared of the dark and locked places as she had been locked for so many years."
He Zhuang silently noted all the things in his mind and heart.
On the other hand, He Jian and Mo Roulan were doing the sa.
After hearing everything, He Zhuang decided that it was good not to hire a nurse as Mingzhu might not feel comfortable with the stranger.
The doctor left after giving so more instructions.
When He Zhuang went inside the room, He Mingzhu was already asleep on the bed.
She must be tired.
He thought as he covered her properly with the blanket.
He Jian and Mo Roulan were also standing at the door.
"I think we should leave."
Mo Roulan said to He Jian in a low voice and He Jian nodded his head.
They returned to their room.
Chu Feng has left already.
After closing the door, He Jian pulled Mo Roulan in his arms and hugged her tightly. He heaved a sigh as he rested his rested his head on her shoulder.
Mo Roulan let him do what he wanted.
She hugged him back and patted his back silently.
She actually felt happy for He Jian. He talked to He Mingzhu and she could even recognize him.
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