Hasn’t she left?! How could she be here?!
The expensive off-white coat was casually tossed on the chair in the corner, with the silk shirt sleeves rolled up to her elbows, stained with sweat and unidentified marks.
Watching the busy figures of the doctors, her profile was tense without a trace of color, her temples damp with sweat, and a few strands of hair clung ssily to her forehead.
Seeing Ji Li stiffen at the doorway, Yan Yueqing quickly reached out, grabbing Ji Li’s arm: "It’s too chaotic here, let’s wait outside."
Ji Li, in a daze and lost, let herself be led away, staggering out of the hospital room.
The VIP suite had two rooms, separated by a large glass window, allowing a clear view of the ergency scene inside.
The two stood side by side outside the window, through the glass, they watched as the attending doctor arranged the rescue.
"Defibrillation! Clear the scene! Shock them!"
The blinding electrical light flashed across Grandma’s frail chest, her body jolted up and then fell back.
The straight line on the cardiac monitor stubbornly extended, the piercing buzzing sound serving as the countdown of death.
"Again! Charge 200J!" The doctor’s voice carried a desperate determination.
The dical staff moved quickly inside the room, their backs soaked with sweat, while the straight line on the monitor felt like a knife stabbing into everyone’s hearts.
A suffocating feeling surged in her chest...
Yan Yueqing instinctively looked at Ji Li, the boy’s face was pale, his whole body trembling.
This scene was too cruel for an eight-year-old child.
She shook her head and pulled the curtains closed: "Little Leh, don’t look for now, let’s wait at the entrance."
Ji Li’s reason was instantly ignited by this statent! He abruptly shook off her hand, his eyes bloodshot, like a young beast thoroughly enraged, using all his might to roar at Yan Yueqing, each word laced with bone-deep hatred:
"You hard Grandma!!!"
"What new drug to ease the pain?! It’s all your experint!!"
"What do you take my grandma for?! A test subject?!!!"
"Liar! Murderer! What kind of good person are you pretending to be!!!"
He scread his heart out, his small body trembling violently with extre anger, his finger pointing at Yan Yueqing like a poisonous dagger.
The tense atmosphere in the hospital room seed frozen by this sudden accusation, Yan Yueqing’s body barely perceptibly swayed.
She slowly turned her head, looking at the furious boy.
Faced with this accusation and hatred that could tear everything apart, there was no grievance or anger on her face, only an unfathomable exhaustion, and... a hint of clear pain.
That pain didn’t co from being wronged, but more like the helplessness of seeing Ji Li being consud by hatred.
She had thought that several months had passed, with the subtle changes at school and the sanatorium, Ji Li might have changed his view on her.
Who would have thought...
It only got worse?
Could it be that the influence of Qin Youran and erroneous mories were so deep-seated for him?!
She was just about to speak when suddenly a faint yet clear heartbeat sound symbolic of the return to life ca from inside the glass: "Beep—Beep—Beep—".
Imdiately, the second sound, the third... the straight line on the screen began to have faint, irregular undulations, gradually forming a weak but resilient bouncing curve.
The extrely tight tension suddenly relaxed.
The dical staff breathed a long sigh of relief, their backs soaked with sweat.
Inside the hospital room, there was only the heavy breathing and the equipnt’s resud regular beeping sounds.
The nurse stayed behind to tidy up, as the attending doctor pushed the door open and walked out, shaking his head at Yan Yueqing, weary and grave.
With Ji Li present, what he wasn’t supposed to say couldn’t be hidden any longer.
"...We’ve done our utmost. The old lady... it’s probably just these few days left, you and Little Leh... both need to be ntally prepared."
"A few days..."
Ji Li chewed on these two words, as all the boiling blood in his body plumted to a freezing point.
The imnse despair and fear instantly devoured the remnants of his rationality. He suddenly lifted his head and stared fixedly at Yan Yueqing with bloodshot eyes. The gaze was no longer that of an angry young beast but more like a dagger laced with deadly poison.
With all his strength and hatred, he burst out, "I hate you! Yan Yueqing! I’ll hate you for a lifeti! You hard Grandma! Get out! Just get out!"
This accusation, sharper and more desperate than before, finally acted like a fuse, igniting the temper Yan Yueqing had long suppressed.
She took a deep breath, and for the first ti, a clear, scorching anger rose in her eyes.
"Ji Li!" Her voice suddenly elevated, carrying a cold penetrative force, overpowering the boy’s hysterical screams, "You listen to !"
She stepped forward, her gaze as sharp as a knife, staring down this prickly child, her voice filled with unprecedented severity and sorrow—
"One can have nothing, but cannot be without conscience!"
This sentence landed like a heavy hamr beside Ji Li’s ears, choking his furious curses in his throat, leaving only rough breathing.
"I don’t understand! I truly don’t understand! From the first eting, why is your hostility towards so deep?! Do you think I helped you, paid for your schooling, arranged the best dical conditions for your grandma, for what? To make you a slave when you grow up?!"
She let out a cold laugh, and that laughter carried no warmth, only the coldness after being deeply misunderstood and an almost cruel clarity.
"Ji Li, you think too highly of yourself and underestimate , Yan Yueqing! With my capabilities, what kind of talent do I lack? Top research teams, countless students from poor families waiting for sponsorship in universities, new talents erging across industries... Which one isn’t ready-made, foreseeable returns?"
Her words, like a cold dose of reality, shattered the image of a "conspiracy" constructed in Ji Li’s mind by Qin Youran:
"Betting ti, effort, and enormous resources on the uncertain future of an eight-year-old child? Waiting ten-so years for an uncertain ’service’? Do you think this approach is smart? Does it fit the logic of the businessman in your heart?!"
"I’m not foolish to that extent!" Her voice was firm, with undeniable power.
These words, like an unimagined bolt of lightning, split open Ji Li’s chaotic thoughts, dominated by anger and sorrow.
He heard this argunt for the first ti—not a defense, not a denial, but using an almost cold, calculated thod to smash the "conspiracy theory" he had firmly believed in all along.
The air outside the ward seed to solidify.
The monotone "beep beep" of the monitor continued faintly in the background, contrasting with the deathly silence of the mont.
Ji Li stood frozen, the anger and hatred on his face peeling away like a shattered mask, revealing the massive confusion and wavering beneath.
Those accusations, those grievances, in the face of Yan Yueqing’s stark "value theory," suddenly seed so pale and... ridiculous?
His small head couldn’t imdiately digest the massive information shock and logical transition, only instinctively feeling that the foundation of sothing he had believed in was violently shaking.
He opened his mouth, his throat dry and tense, unable to utter a word.
Those eyes, once filled with deep-seated hatred, now only contained confusion and a dazedness after being overturned.
He instinctively avoided Yan Yueqing’s sharp yet sorrowful gaze, as if it could burn him.
Yet, the stubbornness in his bones was like the last layer of armor.
Even if his heart was in turmoil, even if Yan Yueqing’s words seed like a heavy hamr opening a crack in his closed understanding, revealing a faint glimr of another truth where he may have been deceived or manipulated...
He still bit his lip tightly, unwilling to let that bit of wavering show, let alone bow his proud and scarred head.
"I don’t believe it... I don’t believe it..."
Yan Yueqing shook her head, unwilling to argue with him any longer, "Think it over yourself."
She closed the door and left.
Feeling uneasy after going out, she specifically stopped by the nurse’s station to explain Ji Li’s situation before leaving with peace of mind.
On the way back to the hotel, Yan Yueqing looked tiredly at the bustling traffic outside the window.
Ji Li’s situation is quite special, unlike other Cute Babies he was so affected by those "future mories" that he had lost his own judgnt.
Yan Yueqing knew this child was stubborn and unreasonable, yet she didn’t expect him to be so adamant.
Trying to change him with past kindness and gentleness would only fuel his belief that "the better she is to , the more she wants sothing from ."
Difficult child indeed.
Can’t bear it anymore.
Disassemble reality for him to see!
Use the power of a reality check to make him reflect, maybe it will work better.
It turns out this kid responds to toughness, not kindness.
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