??Chapter 269: Critical condition
Chapter 269: Critical condition
“Was I… always this fierce before?”
Listening to ng Fan’s words, Wen Zhi felt as if she was hearing soone else’s story, unable to believe that she was the fierce one.
ng Fan stifled a laugh, “I don’t know about the rest, but the sentence you wrote down was quite fierce.”
“…” Wen Zhi tried to disassociate herself, “I’m actually quite shy.”
ng Fan’s expression was enduring yet intriguing, “We’ve known each other for over a decade, I’ve long been familiar with your handwriting, do you think I’d make a mistake?”
This ti, Wen Zhi stopped talking.
With a friendship spanning over a decade, she thought, the chances of a mistake were slim, and it was her diary after all… Diaries are not for scribbling nonsense…
Yet, she really dared to write those words.
“Admitted it?” ng Fan asked with a mischievous grin.
Wen Zhi turned her face away, “From now on, you’re not allowed to read my diary, not even a peek.”
ng Fan laughed so hard she was doubled over.
Of course, she was also afraid that if Wen Zhi regained her mory, she’d dredge up the past with her, not daring to continue the topic.
Turning back to serious matters, ng Fan suddenly asked with a grave face, “Do you know that Chong Wanyin is dead?”
“Chong… Wanyin?”
The mont Wen Zhi murmured that na, she felt as though her head had been pricked by a needle.
She raised her hand to her head and saw flickers of vague images before her eyes.
In one scene, a woman was on the ground, being strangled to near suffocation, her face a picture of despair.
In another, she was holding a black box, sitting in a shadowy corner, crying silently.
And another…
The more Wen Zhi thought about it, the more intense her headache beca, she gasped in pain, her back arching…
ng Fan was terrified; she hadn’t expected that rely ntioning Chong Wanyin’s na would trigger such a strong emotional reaction from Wen Zhi!
She quickly pulled Wen Zhi’s hands down, then held her, “Zhizhi, stop thinking about it. We won’t talk about her. When you rember her in the future, we can talk then. We’ll drop it, I’ll drop it.”
The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.
The bedroom was so silent you could hear a pin drop.
ng Fan held her breath, seeing Wen Zhi hanging her head silently, she felt both nervous and heartbroken.
Until she saw tears falling from Wen Zhi’s eyes.
ng Fan was dumbstruck.
She had rely ntioned Chong Wanyin, how did that make Zhizhi cry?
In a fluster, ng Fan grabbed so tissue, then squatted in front of Wen Zhi to wipe away her tears, saying as she did, “Although I don’t know what happened between you and Chong Wanyin, the fact that you get so worked up at the re ntion of her, it must be sothing unpleasant.”
After she finished speaking, the hand that was wiping the tears was grabbed by Wen Zhi, “Is Chong Wanyin dead?”
ng Fan endured the pain from her hand, hurriedly responding, “Dead, she’s dead.”
But Wen Zhi asked again, “Who is Chong Wanyin?”
“Chong…” ng Fan’s breath caught; in their close gaze, Wen Zhi’s eyes displayed genuine confusion, not as if she was pretending.
It seed that Wen Zhi’s reaction just now might have been due to a subconscious violent reaction deep in her mind to the na.
“Let’s not talk about her, Zhizhi, we’re not talking about her anymore.” ng Fan was sowhat scared and realized that she needed to be extrely careful with her words from now on, to avoid another situation like the one that had just occurred.
‘Buzz’
A ssage tone ca from the phone on the bed, Wen Zhi released ng Fan’s hand and quickly got up to pick up the phone.
ng Fan: ?
What’s happening? Whose ssage has gotten Zhizhi so agitated?
Wen Zhi picked up the phone, and before she could tap it open, she noticed it was from the ssaging app.
The corners of her mouth lifted unconsciously.
Chen Jinhai: [Miss Wen, I apologize for replying to your ssage only now, Mr. Shang is doing well over here.]
After reading the joyous ssage, Wen Zhi’s lips, which had been raised high, quickly drooped down.
She exited from that ssage and scrolled down to check again, confirming after several attempts that this was the only ssage she had received.
ng Fan curiously poked her head out from behind Wen Zhi and asked, “Whose text ssage is that?”
Wen Zhi covered her phone.
But it was still a second too late, and ng Fan caught a glimpse, “Chen Jinhai? Zhizhi, are you in contact with Chen Jinhai?”
Wen Zhi hesitated for a mont, then nodded.
ng Fan was puzzled, “Why don’t you contact Uncle directly?”
Wen Zhi bit her lip, about to say sothing but then hesitated, “I… don’t have… Shang Hexing’s contact information.”
?
ng Fan originally didn’t believe it, but considering that Wen Zhi wouldn’t lie to her now, despite her confusion, she still took out her phone and said, “I’ll give you your Uncle’s phone number.”
Wen Zhi happily wrote it down and made a note, “I’ll call him later.”
ng Fan put away her phone and asked, “Does Uncle know you live here?”
“He knows,” Wen Zhi nodded.
ng Fan tentatively continued to ask, “Then, has Uncle ntioned coming to see you?”
Wen Zhi beca sowhat downhearted at the ntion of this, “He has already been here, but now he’s gone to Licheng.”
“Licheng?”
ng Fan was so surprised that her voice rose several decibels.
Clearly very astonished.
In ng Fan’s view, her Uncle would definitely stay for a while after eting Zhizhi in Haishi, at least for two or three days.
Who would have thought that Uncle would leave the next day!?
Wen Zhi, “He must have sothing very important to do in Licheng, I was actually thinking of asking you about it…”
As she spoke, Wen Zhi saw ng Fan suddenly widen her eyes, then slap her hands together and exclaim, “Oh no!”
Wen Zhi also beca anxious, “What’s wrong?”
ng Fan paced back and forth in front of Wen Zhi, “This is bad, this is bad, Uncle rushing to Licheng must an that Great-grandma is not doing well.”
After pondering for a mont, Wen Zhi asked, “ng Fan, your Great-grandma, she’s Shang Hexing’s grandmother, right?”
“Yes.”
ng Fan nodded, “Zhizhi, you don’t rember now, but it doesn’t matter, I will tell you, but let
make a call to confirm first.”
The terrace door and windows were opened.
ng Fan took her phone out to the terrace to make a call, and Wen Zhi, being very curious, eavesdropped from behind the door and windows.
At first, the tone of the conversation seed normal.
But as it went on, they started to argue.
ng Fan’s tone sounded very angry.
A few minutes later, ng Fan stord back in from the terrace, fuming, “My parents really are sothing, if I hadn’t pressed them repeatedly, they really wouldn’t have planned to tell
about Great-grandma’s critical condition. Several cousins and uncles have gone, and a lot of people from the Han family faction have gone too, yet they chose not to tell .”
Wen Zhi walked over and patted ng Fan on the shoulder, asking, “Why wouldn’t they tell you?”
“I don’t know, and these past few years they haven’t even let
go to Licheng.” ng Fan got more annoyed at the thought.
Wen Zhi originally knew about this matter.
But now she didn’t rember, so she was also confused.
Next, Wen Zhi learned from ng Fan the reason why Shang Hexing suddenly rushed to Licheng—it was indeed because his grandmother was critically ill.
It was said that Shang Hexing’s grandparents had separated in their later years and their relationship had beco so strained that it was at a deadlock.
Neither would set foot in the city the other lived in, and after many years, they hadn’t made any contact.
This ti, with the old lady critically ill, Shang Hexing, as her only grandchild, had received the news and rushed to Licheng at the first opportunity to be with his grandmother in her last monts.
Wen Zhi thought to herself, no wonder Shang Hexing had left in such a hurry.
ng Fan said, “Great-grandma has been very good to , I should be there to accompany her on her last journey.”
As she spoke, becoming more anxious, ng Fan picked up her phone, “No, I’m going to book a flight to Licheng right now.”
At this point, Wen Zhi mustered the courage to ask, “ng Fan, may I go with you to Licheng?”
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