"What?" The doctor was surprised for a moment when he heard her request. Then, he said with some concern, "Ms. Jing, do you still need to ask your husband first about your request for birth control pills?"
After all, everyone in the hospital knew that the husband had gone to great lengths to ask them to prepare nutritional supplements in preparation for pregnancy.
"Let me prescribe the medicine first. I'll talk to him after I get the medicine." Jing Yu explained, "He drank alcohol last night. If he is really pregnant, I'm also worried that the child will not be healthy."
Her worries are not without reason.
The doctor considered it for a moment and nodded, "Then I'll write a prescription and have someone send the medicine over. Miss Jing just wait."
"Okay, thank you."
Jing Yu nodded, then remembered something and asked again, "Doctor, how long will it take for my dad to wake up completely and be able to speak?"
"Don't worry, Miss Jing. It will be quick. If the situation is good, it may only take a few days. If the situation is worse, it will only take one or two months. As long as he wakes up, he will recover sooner or later."
Jing Yu just nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
She turned back to the ward, where Jing Chaochen was half-conscious. Jing Yu stared at his weak appearance in a daze, her mind full of the scene of her father falling from the building that day. To her, it was like a nightmare.
But, how did that happen
Jing Yu was lost in thought.
The door of the ward was pushed open at this time, and a young nurse came in, "Miss Jing, this is the medicine the doctor gave you."
"Thank you." Jing Yu stood up and took it. It was a small box of pills, with several pills in it. She simply read the instructions, hesitated for a moment, and finally swallowed two pills with a cup of warm water poured from the bedside.
She sat with her father in the hospital for a long time, speaking to him gently. He became much calmer and not as excited as before.
In the evening, Jing Yu's cell phone suddenly rang. A strange number appeared on the screen.
Without thinking too much, she answered the call. Before she could speak, she heard a familiar voice:
"Fish, I'm back."
Jing Yu was very familiar with this voice.
Liang Shengyi…
He spoke excitedly, but Jing Yu's heart was as calm as water, without any wavering when he heard it.
From the day he left, there was no connection between them anymore.
"It's good that you're back." Jing Yu just replied with an indifferent tone.
She wanted to hang up, but Liang Shengyi stopped her and said, "Yu'er, let's meet!"
"That's not necessary. Do you need help with something?"
Liang Shengyi was trying to control his emotions and said in a low voice, "Yu'er, where do you live now? I met Qi Jinnian, and she said that you two don't live together anymore."
"If you're alright, I'll hang up first. I'm busy here."
She was about to hang up the phone. However, when the phone was just an inch away from her ear, she heard a deep voice asking, "Are you really with the vice president?"
Hearing him mention that person, Jing Yu was slightly startled. For some reason, he put the receiver to his ear again, "Did Jinnian tell you that?"
This is the default.
Liang Shengyi felt an unbearable pain in his chest, and he was unwilling to leave. Although he had prepared himself mentally since the first day of leaving, when he really knew about it, he still couldn't suppress the pain.
"Fish, I've already told you that he's not a good person. He approached you for his own purpose, so why did you fall into his trap?"
Jing Yu remembered that he said the same thing the last time he called him.
Last time, she naively thought that he was deliberately slandering the other party. After all, he didn't even know who the other party was. However, now that she heard it again, she felt that there was a lot more to his words. It seemed that it was not as simple as she thought.
"what do you want to say in the end?"
"Yu'er, have you ever thought about this? I had prepared everything for our wedding, so why did I suddenly leave? Since I was a child, my biggest wish has been to marry you. If there wasn't some compelling reason, how could I suddenly leave you and even... give up our love and future?" Every word of Liang Shengyi's words was filled with deep pain and helplessness.
Doesn’t seem fake.
"Yu'er, haven't you always wanted to know why your father and my father suddenly came to this? Our two families were destroyed, don't you want to know the culprit?"
As soon as Liang Shengyi said this, Jing Yu stood up suddenly.
My heart aches.
She felt like something was being torn apart in blood, but she didn't dare to face the truth.
"I'll be waiting for you at the old place where we used to eat. If you really want to know the facts and want to know if Yu Zeyao has other intentions towards you, then come over. I'll be waiting for you here! Until you show up!"
Without waiting for Liang Shengyi to say anything else, Jing Yu hung up the phone.
She was breathing heavily.
He sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, in a daze for a long time.
I don’t know how long it was, but as if I had finally made up my mind, I leaned over and whispered a few words to my father, then told the nurse something and walked out of the ward with my bag.
Every step is heavy.
It's like carrying a heavy burden.
Ahead, waiting for her was a bottomless abyss. But she had to move forward.
———
Wen Yanzhi was wandering outside, and when he returned to the Wen family, it was already afternoon.
Wen's father and mother were chatting with the guests who came to pay New Year's greetings in the living room. Wen Xue suddenly had an idea and pulled Jingrong to teach her how to draw in the small living room.
Wen Yanzhi stood at the door and only saw the boy's calm profile.
The painting that Wen Xue drew was simply a scribble, but she had no self-awareness at all and was still asking Jing Rong how the painting went.
Looks like he's asking for praise.
Jing Rong obviously found it difficult to express the praise, so he just pursed his lips and said tactfully and truthfully: "Compared to Wen Yanzhi's painting, this is already a superior work."
"Really? When we were little, I said that kid had no talent." Wen Xue was complacent.
Finally, he looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "You little brat, you've been out for a day and a night, and now I don't know which woman you're fooling around with."
Jingrong said nothing.
Wen Xue turned to look at him and raised her eyebrows, "Brother Xiaorong, are you sad?"
Jing Rong looked at the upper right corner of her painting with clear eyes, "The shadow here needs to be a little heavier, try again."
Wen Xue held her chin with her hands, blinking her sexy eyes, "Your boyfriend has gone out to have affairs with other women, how can you still be so calm?"
Jing Rong pursed his lips again. Then, he seriously corrected her, "He and I are just friends - we are both straight. Miss Wen, don't make such jokes again in the future."
Wen Xue smiled.
What a serious little kid!
She had just called Sister Wen, but now she called her Miss Wen. She glanced at a figure standing at the door and continued, "So that means you don't like Yanzhi at all?"
Jing Rong thought of the noisy and philandering man, and her long eyelashes drooped slightly. "He doesn't seem to have any special qualities that make him attractive."