Chapter 1501: Chapter 1502: Unforgivable
Rong Yan avoided his gaze and said, “Get up first, then we’ll talk.”
She’d already said it like this, so Chen Hai had no reason to keep kneeling on the ground. Even though he desperately wanted to beg Rong Yan to relent and save Ye Qi, he was afraid his actions might make Rong Yan misunderstand and think he was trying to force her. He could only rise slowly. His hands hung powerless at his sides, and his tall, six-foot fra now seed awkward and fragile.
Rong Yan didn’t care about his feelings nor did she want to. Seeing him obediently stand up, she continued, “Listen carefully. I’ll only say this once.”
Chen Hai lifted his head and looked at her.
“First, I don’t care what your reasons are. If I hadn’t hidden that anesthetic needle myself, I’d already be dead by now. So don’t expect to forgive what you’ve done just because you’re in a tough spot. I’m not Saint Mary—if soone slaps , I don’t feel inclined to care about whether their hand hurts or not. You said you’ll go turn yourself in later, fine. I won’t stop you, but I also won’t pretend that just because I’m alive, it makes everything as though it never happened.”
In this world, who doesn’t have their own difficulties? Does having difficulties an you can disregard other people’s lives?
Isn’t everyone’s life worth sothing?
If Ye Qi dies, Mrs. Qi and the elderly grandmother won’t be able to survive. And what about my Little Baby? Does he deserve to grow up motherless at such a young age?
Chen Hai lowered his head in sha, mumbling in a soft voice, “I’m sorry. Besides saying I’m sorry, I don’t know what else I can say. I’m sorry.”
Rong Yan took a deep breath, her expression softening slightly before she continued, “But you are you, and Ye Qi is Ye Qi. You are two separate people; I won’t hold what you’ve done against her. She is still young. Just like you said, she didn’t even know what you planned to do… Her condition requires acupuncture twice a week for a full month. I can’t stay in Big Sea Village for long.”
A hopeless emotion that had long been present flashed through Chen Hai’s eyes, his throat dry and bitter.
He had known all along that Rong Yan would only say she wouldn’t bla Ye Qi for what happened in the woodshed, but in reality, she wouldn’t offer any help. In the eyes of the wealthy, the lives of the poor are re trifles; even if they are deserving of sympathy, only when the wealthy have spare ti will they deign to offer the slightest scraps of generosity. If they’re busy, they won’t care at all about whether the poor live or die.
But Rong Yan had already helped Ye Qi once. Even in his despair, Chen Hai said nothing more.
The next mont.
“I have a small apartnt in Capital City that’s currently empty. You can have Mrs. Qi and Ye Qi move in there for now. I’ll schedule two sessions a week to go there and help treat Ye Qi. After the month of acupuncture is over, I’ll call a professor to explain the situation and buy tickets for them to go to ma. Based on the treatnt I’ve done for her just now, her illness isn’t too serious and should recover quickly. Sending them to ma is just for the professor to et her in person and prescribe the right dicine.”
Chen Hai stared at her suddenly, a complex mix of surprise, bewildernt, sha, and gratitude filling his gaze—it was too much to untangle.
Rong Yan didn’t want to decipher it. “Then you can have them buy the dicine in ma and bring it back here to use. dicine there isn’t expensive; her illness will cost at most ten thousand or so. But so of the pills are only available in ma. If she doesn’t bring back too many, customs won’t check.”
When she finished speaking, Chen Hai suppressed the emotions surging in his chest and sincerely thanked her, “Thank you, Miss Rong.”
To soone who had wanted to kill her only monts earlier, Rong Yan had no trace of affection for him. Her eyes were cold as she said, “Before thanking , could you let use your phone? My husband and son must be frantic not knowing where I am. I want to call them and let them know I’m safe.”
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