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Chapter 63: Secondhand smoke

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The next day, Wang Yuan lay in bed holding her stomach and crying in pain, but she refused to go to the hospital and just held her daughter's hand tightly.

"Mom is not feeling well, can you not go over today?"

Seeing her mother's hopeful eyes, Xu Shiqi nodded and poured her a cup of warm water. She didn't persuade her mother to go to the hospital, because no matter how she looked at it, her mother was lying, but her acting skills were not very good, but she didn't want to expose it. She vaguely guessed that her mother might have discovered something, but since she didn't say it, she couldn't confront her head. At least it's not the right time yet.

Xu Shiqi took the time to send a text message to Wen Jialuo, who only replied with a single word, "OK," which seemed very straightforward.

But less than half an hour later, Wen Jialuo came to the door. She brought a lot of fruits and said she was visiting the patient.

After she had made her feelings clear to the old lady, Wen Jialuo felt relieved at home. In her eyes, if she could convince her grandmother, the rest would not be a problem, including her grumpy grandfather.

The old lady didn't give her any advice or express any attitude, so she didn't say anything. Originally, she had agreed to pick up Xu Shiqi in the afternoon, and the two of them could still catch up to see an art exhibition. The ticket was given by someone else, so it was not bad to treat it as a date.

But I didn’t expect Xu Shiqi to be unable to justify himself.

The first reaction was that the woman had confessed to her family, so she was detained. There was not much emotion in the text, and Wen Jialuo, who was restless, finally decided to go to the door in person.

Anyway, no matter what, Xu Shiqi can't leave her alone on the road.

When she arrived at Xu's house, her mother was indeed leaning on the bed, but the look in her eyes was unpredictable, and she even hesitated to respond to her greeting.

"It's easy to get heatstroke when the weather gets hot. You should have a good rest, Auntie." Wen Jialuo sat down on the bedside, straightened the blanket for her like a daughter, and then calmly began to peel an apple.

Wang Yuan spoke with difficulty: "How can I trouble you... By the way, aren't you leaving? You still have to go to work tomorrow, right?"

"It's okay to go at night," Wen Jialuo smiled and looked back at Xu Shiqi who was standing beside him absent-mindedly, "right?"

Without waiting for her daughter to express her opinion, Wang Yuan quickly said, "Shi Qi won't be coming today. I... need to rest for a few days. She may have to go to the store to help out."

Wen Jialuo paused with her knife, and the apple skin was cut off. She carefully placed the broken skin on the table before speaking: "You also know that it is not convenient for her, how about this, I go to the store to watch over her for a few days?"

"That won't do." Wang Yuan flatly refused, "This is not good. This is not good."

He could only repeat these few words. Since he couldn't come up with a clear reason, then his previous meaning was obviously an excuse. Wen Jialuo raised his eyebrows, continued to counter the attack, and threw a punch: "It won't be bad. I am also responsible for her current situation. I should be responsible."

Wang Yuan was hit and got hurt. She looked at her daughter, who seemed not to be listening to their conversation at all. He stood behind the girl again, as if to protect and support her. Seeing this, Wang Yuan became more depressed: "Jia Luo, don't say such things. The car accident happened so long ago, don't take it to heart. As for whether Shi Qi is fine... that's fate." She suddenly changed her tone, a little excited, "Besides, misfortune is unpredictable. Look, someone was very fond of Shi Qi yesterday. I think good things are not far away."

Wen Jialuo frowned, and his heart sank as he looked at the woman on the bed who suddenly smiled brightly.

Xu Shiqi, who had been invisible for a long time, finally stood up. Listening to her mother's hearty laughter with a headache, Xu Shiqi wondered why she was so vulnerable to teasing and was easily provoked by a girl to talk nonsense.

She was now certain that her mother must have seen through her relationship with the girl. She just didn't know how she found out.

If possible, this is such a great opportunity. Take advantage of this moment, even if you kneel in front of the girl, you can bravely reveal your feelings. It's not that everyone needs to know, but because you are also the one I love the most, I am greedy and don't want to lose anyone, I greedily want to hug the girl in front of you openly.

But because she couldn't open her mouth, and the time was still wrong, Xu Shiqi hesitated for a moment. However, her change was completely reflected in Wang Yuan's eyes. Things that should be strangled in the cradle cannot be seen in the light. Once such words are spoken, they exist in the world and cannot disappear. So it's better not to say it.

"Oh, I have a headache again. I want to sleep for a while. You guys go out." Wang Yuan quickly lay down with her back to them, closed her eyes and ears, and hoped not to hear anything. She would find a way to turn things around, so she just had to play dumb at this time.

Xu Shiqi helplessly pulled Wen Jialuo up and found that the girl's lips were tightly pursed. He realized at a glance that she was also unable to withstand teasing and was easily stimulated by her mother's nonsense.

Sure enough, as soon as she left her mother's room, she was pulled into her own room by the girl like a whirlwind.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Wen Jialuo pressed her against the door, looking at her inch by inch within the distance of her breath. His lips were tightly pursed, but his displeasure was still visible. "Did you really go on a blind date?"

Xu Shiqi shook his head and leaned forward to kiss the cold lips. Hmm, I heard that vinegar has a softening effect, why did it make this girl stiff

"Your mother wouldn't just provoke me out of thin air, would she?" Wen Jialuo squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "Hey, don't you think our story is about to be revealed to the world?"

Unable to hold back her laughter, Xu Shiqi pulled her ears. It wasn't like there was any injustice, so why did she have to make it public

"I'm telling you," Wen Jialuo leaned over to her ear, "Grandma already knows about us."

Xu Shiqi was stunned and didn't react for a while. After a long time, he suddenly pushed the girl away, his face pale.

"Are you scared?" Wen Jialuo stared at her, "Why?" She grabbed the woman's arm and saw that the bruises were still there. Pain filled her eyes, "Do you know how the bruises on your hands came about?"

Xu Shiqi shook her head. As soon as she came back, she was pestered by her mother. She had completely forgotten about it, and it didn't hurt much anyway.

"You pinched it out yourself," Wen Jialuo hugged her and lowered his voice, "Even in a dream, you should be able to feel it."

Holding the girl's shoulders, Xu Shiqi raised his hand in surprise and found that it was the same size as the fingerprint. But she had no memory of it at all. As for the dream, she forgot it when she woke up and did not suffer any pain. But the girl holding him seemed to be trembling slightly, as if she was enduring unbearable torture.

It seems that the girl has been implicated again. Xu Shiqi sighed in his heart and hugged her tightly. Who will suffer more this year? I thought it was me who couldn't speak, but just like people who inhale second-hand smoke, the damage was caused unconsciously.

The old lady already knew? What did that mean? Everyone would know, and they would face even bigger problems, but she was not allowed to back down from any difficulty.

This is also the condition of that person.

It's like seeing through the world, and every word is being verified.

So, what was the old lady’s reaction when she found out

The answer is, nothing happened.

After staying at home for two more days, Xu Shiqi left alone by car.

No one called or called her, and she was nervous all the time, but in the end, everything was calm. Seeing that the woman was worried to the point of losing her hair, Wen Jialuo comforted her and told her that the old lady's attitude was to acquiesce, or to ignore it.

Next time we go back, let's go see grandma together. Wen Jialuo kissed Xu Shiqi and said this, and Xu Shiqi nodded and agreed. Since plans can't always keep up with changes, she had to improvise.

But less than two days later, Wen Jialuo suddenly received a call from her mother, saying that the old lady had a sudden heart attack and was in critical condition. She had sent a car to pick her up and asked her to go home immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Jialuo felt her blood run cold. She really couldn't drive now. She had never heard her mother sound so panicked. The beeping sound of hanging up the phone was as harsh as a death sentence.

Seeing Wen Jialuo's face change drastically, Xu Shiqi also tightened his heart. After listening to the girl's explanation of the content of the phone call, he held her hand and never let go.

It's okay. Xu Shiqi held her head in his arms and gently stroked her stiff back.

"She was fine a few days ago." Wen Jialuo murmured, her eyes almost unfocused. She was afraid that the old lady was sick because of her.

The old lady will be fine. Xu Shiqi took Wen Jialuo's weak hand and kissed her gently.

When the car to pick up Wen Jialuo arrived, Xu Shiqi also got in. She quickly wrote a note and handed it to her.

I'll go with you.

Wen Jialuo bit her lip and another note was stuffed into her hand.

Whatever happens, we face it together.

The car was speeding along at lightning speed. The driver was still the same male driver as before. His car was so fast that it seemed to break through the clouds and fog, but his expression was so stable that there was no fluctuation at all. When they got off the car, Xu Shiqi almost wanted to vomit, and Wen Jialuo's face turned from pale to blue. But they were still grateful to this driver with superb driving skills, who shortened their suffering on the road.

Hospital, hospital again.

When she entered the hospital, Xu Shiqi's heart was in turmoil. She had always been in good health and rarely went to the hospital. She didn't hate hospitals like many people did. But she had been in and out of the hospital many times this year. No matter where the hospital was, the smell was similar. Even if the nurses' uniforms were changed to pink, it still couldn't cover up the gloomy and cold atmosphere that this place revealed invisibly, which always made people shudder.

As soon as they entered the ward, they saw it was full of people. Wen Jialuo looked up and saw that her parents were there, Baohua was there too, and the others probably hadn't come back yet. When they heard the door open, they all turned around and saw Wen Jialuo walking in with Xu Shiqi.

"Jia Luo." Luo Linyi walked over and pulled her, glancing at the person following her daughter with her red and swollen eyes, with a bit of vigilance.

The old lady was still lying inside, and the hospital's old director was personally examining her. Wenzhou, who had just arrived, put his hands behind his back, retracted his gaze from his daughter, and turned his head to wait quietly.

"How's grandma?" Wen Jialuo said as she was about to go inside, but was stopped outside the door by her father.

"Wait." Wenzhou said, and saw Xu Shiqi standing silently by the door of the ward, wringing her hands. Baohua was also a little surprised to see her and was walking towards her.

"Why all of a sudden..." Wen Jialuo asked anxiously, biting her lip. The door to the inner room just opened, and the old dean with a stethoscope came out.

Everyone gathered around, and Wenzhou asked, "Old Dean, how is my mother?"

The old dean pulled off his stethoscope, his expression looking quite serious.

His silence was seen as a bad sign by everyone, and everyone rushed into the inner room with pale faces.

The only person who didn't follow him in was a girl at the door. When the old dean approached, the girl just bowed to him and didn't say anything.

The old dean looked at her in an unfathomable way. Later, when he passed by the girl, he sighed heavily, with a helpless expression on his face. Well, when he passed by the girl, he seemed to feel that she suddenly froze. Then the old dean walked steadily and heavily, opened the door and left.

The door to the inner room was closed, and no sound came from inside. Xu Shiqi stood there, somewhat panicked. She didn't dare to think about the expression on the old doctor's face just now. She just let herself stand there stiffly, and even her thoughts had sunk into the abyss, and seemed to be falling down and down, unable to stop.

If, if the old lady really had an accident; if, if Wen Jialuo regretted it and wanted to leave her, what should she do

Xu Shiqi felt that she was too selfish. She was still thinking about this kind of thing at this time. But she couldn't help thinking this way. The perfect opportunity that she had persisted with so much difficulty, worked hard for, and was willing to give up everything for, might eventually turn into ashes and disappear without a trace due to her initial worries.

This is obviously just a ward, why is it so big? Why is it divided into inner and outer rooms? Xu Shiqi crossed her arms slightly, feeling the cool wind blowing from somewhere. She was the only one in the huge space, and she felt colder as she thought about what the girl was feeling inside.

The door to the inner room suddenly opened. Xu Shiqi was shocked. After he finally calmed down, he saw clearly that it was Wen Baohua.

"Grandma heard that you are here too, so she asked you to go see her."

Xu Shiqi breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her arms. If she was allowed to let her thoughts run wild outside, she would definitely go crazy. And no matter what was inside, she had to endure it. In fact, she didn't know what kind of preparation she had made, but she felt that there would be countless possibilities after stepping into the door. Maybe the best, maybe the worst, but she felt that she was ready.