Hospital.
A few people stood in the quiet corridor, Sister-in-law Zhou stood in front of Xiao Jinghuai with a calm yet sorrowful expression, "Sir, the old lady wanted to keep it from you. She wished to happily stay here for so ti while she still retained her clarity of mind, but she didn’t expect such a shock right after returning. In the United States, she was already diagnosed with Alzheir’s disease, also commonly known as senile dentia—"
Song Song sighed inwardly, she hadn’t expected a woman who appeared so graceful to be... She clearly looked so young...
This illness is more terrifying to people than death.
At this mont, Xiao Jinghuai was smoking a cigarette, his emotions not fluctuating much, but it was precisely this that made him seem even more frightening.
The neurosurgeon ca out, accompanied by Jiang Yixiu, the expressions on everyone’s faces were rather serious.
Xiao Jinghuai had roughly guessed the situation wasn’t optimistic, so he simply asked, "How much ti is left?"
"Once this disease starts, it progresses rapidly. We can’t say for sure how much ti is left, but it’s best to prepare quickly within the limited ti. Later, the patient may be like a three-year-old child, soone always needs to be with her—"
After the doctor finished speaking, he left with a simple nod, but Jiang Yixiu remained, reaching out to snatch the cigarette from his hand and put it out, "Old Xiao, your mother can’t handle stress with this illness. If you can bear it, do so, consider it as fulfilling a filial duty to the elderly, don’t upset her anymore."
Song Song sensed Jiang Yixiu’s gaze, she knew the "stress" he referred to was her—
"Can I go in to see her now?"
Jiang Yixiu nodded, his expression extrely stern, "Rember, don’t upset her again, whatever she says, just go along with it. Sotis the elderly are just like children, you need to coax them a bit."
Xiao Jinghuai glanced at Song Song but didn’t say anything, he went directly into the ward.
Jiang Yixiu walked up to Song Song, with one hand in his pocket and a roguish expression, he said, "Brother, let’s find a place to talk."
Song Song roughly guessed what he wanted to say, she also knew what needed to be done now, but she couldn’t let go.
No one knew how much effort it had taken her to leave Taohuawu? No one knew what she sacrificed to et him again?
Perhaps... she and Xiao Jinghuai were ant to be parallel lines, the more they wanted to intersect, the more thorns lay before them.
"Alright—"
There was a small lake in the hospital, with many beautiful koi fish, this ti of year was when they were at their most beautiful.
Song Song stood beside the lake watching them continuously jump, and gradually, a slight smile appeared on her face.
However, her heart was heavier than ever.
"Old Xiao is soone who values relationships. You see, even though he’s not very close to his mother, blood ties are still a bond. Honestly, even putting aside the opinions of the older generation, I personally also don’t like him being with a man. Mr. Yan, just say it straight! How much will it take for you to leave him?"
"..."
Song Song sneered inwardly, feeling that this sort of ploy never failed. People always used this trick to break up a couple.
Sotis, money really is a useful thing; didn’t her and Xiao Jinghuai’s beginning stem from money?
Ending it over money now seed sowhat reasonable too—
"Why aren’t you saying anything? Planning to make a big demand?" Jiang Yixiu turned his head to look over, "Mr. Yan, I don’t have much ti, there are many patients waiting for ."
"..." Song Song clenched her hands, "Doctor Jiang, do you think feelings can be asured in money?"
Jiang Yixiu sneered dismissively, "I don’t know about others’ feelings, but Mr. Yan’s feelings for Old Xiao, I think it can be. To be honest, I never quite understood what Old Xiao saw in you, but later I heard that... the dishes Mr. Yan cooks are very similar to soone else’s."
"Old Xiao is truly a romantic; all these years, he still can’t forget that person. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do if it ant finding a substitute because he misses that person too much—even settling for a man in his desperation—"
Song Song felt a whirlwind of frustration, as if thousands of curses were galloping through her mind, in Jiang Yixiu’s eyes, she had beco a substitute.
Should she cry or laugh now?
Seeing his complicated expression, Jiang Yixiu assud Song Song was upset realizing he was a substitute, so he pressed on, "Mr. Yan, we’re all n here, just say directly how much you want?"
".....Dr. Jiang, are you very rich?"
"Uh, my regular salary is just about over ten thousand a month, not much. But if you can stick to your word, I can ask my old man for an advance, he has plenty of money, no less than Old Xiao."
It’s true. The Jiang Family’s Group also deals in dical equipnt, which they sell worldwide, and their annual sales are excellent.
His old man shows him the sales performance every year, taps him on the head with it, and scolds him, saying he works like a dog in the hospital all year to earn so little, it’s not even enough to cover dinner.
His old man used to be a good young man eager to practice dicine and help others, but in the end, he couldn’t escape the shackles of money.
Now he’s beco a money-driven old bastard, always ready to throw money at people!
"Dr. Jiang, let think about it. Being with Xiao Jinghuai is a long-term al ticket; promising you would only be a short-term thing. But don’t worry, during this ti he and I probably... won’t be eting, he probably won’t have ti for either."
Earlier, when he went into the ward to see his mother, he glanced at her without saying a word—
She vaguely understood what he was thinking.
Jiang Yixiu took out a business card from his pocket, "Mr. Yan, my phone number is on it. Contact when you’ve made up your mind, I trust Mr. Yan to be smart and make the right choice."
Song Song smiled politely at Jiang Yixiu, but inwardly she cursed him as a pig.
Thinking back, she wondered who it was that used to call her Little Cutie so earnestly; now she stood right in front of him, yet he failed to see.
This bastard—
Song Song couldn’t stand being with him any longer, lest her intelligence be contaminated.
Before leaving, she gave him a fierce glare.
Jiang Yixiu found the man inexplicable as well; he just left, but before leaving, glared at him. If he weren’t a little skilled, Old Xiao wouldn’t have even glanced at soone so unimpressive—
Suddenly, he thought of another serious question and imdiately ran over before the person got too far, "Hey! You and Old Xiao didn’t, did you? I an, did you do it in bed...?"
"Even if you did, it doesn’t matter, but you must take precautions, did you...?
In their situation, not taking asures can easily lead to diseases.
Song Song rolled her eyes, wishing she could kick the man in front of her until he fainted, "Doctor Jiang, if you keep this up, do you believe I’ll hit you!"
".....Sorry." Jiang Yixiu felt awkward too, "You don’t have to answer, take care, I won’t see you off."
When Song Song walked out of the hospital door, she happened to see Ye Qingxin carrying a thermos walking in. They glanced at each other but didn’t greet, only nodded and smiled lightly.
Ye Qingxin wandered around Jiang Yixiu’s office and didn’t find him. Just as she was about to ask a nurse, she saw soone walking over slowly with both hands in the pockets of their white coat.
She had to admit, Jiang Yixiu wasn’t stunning at first glance, but the more you looked, the more attractive he seed.
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