Zhou Qiaoqiao's eyes were empty, and the way she stared at the ceiling without eating or drinking reminded Ye Qingxin of ten years ago, when Ye Jundong just abandoned them, she was like this too.
Ye Qingxin was a little worried.
"Mom, sit up and eat something."
"..."
Ye Qingxin put down the lunch box in her hand, and held Zhou Qiaoqiao's hand, "Mom, don't worry, an authoritative foreign doctor will come to see you this afternoon, and you will be fine."
"..."
Suddenly remembered something, Ye Qingxin called Ye Qingguo's teacher and asked the teacher to transfer the call to Ye Qingguo.
After a while, Ye Qingguo's surprised and silly voice came from the phone, "Sister!"
"Xiaoguo, mom is in a bad mood, can you talk to mom?"
"good!"
Ye Qingxin turned on the speakerphone, and put the phone to Zhou Qiaoqiao's ear, "Xiaoguo, you can talk to mom now."
"Mom, Xiaoguo has learned the formula of multiplication. The teacher praised me for being smart."
Zhou Qiaoqiao's eyeballs moved, Ye Qingxin was overjoyed, and said to the phone: "Xiaoguo, recite the multiplication formula to mom."
"One gets one, one gets two..."
As Zhou Qiaoqiao listened, mist gradually formed in her eye sockets.
for a long time.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Qiaoqiao sat up, her already vicissitudes of face seemed to have aged a lot overnight.
She took Ye Qingxin's hand, and said earnestly: "Xinxin, when mom is gone, you must take good care of Xiaoguo."
"Mom, don't say that, you'll be fine."
"My body, I know, my mother has done too many wrong things in her life, and she has been sorry to too many people, this is retribution, life and death, my mother has long since disregarded it, and now the only thing she can't let go of is Xiaoguo..."
"Xinxin, you are a strong and kind boy. From now on, Xiaoguo will be taken care of by you."
Ye Qingxin felt as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in her heart, she was so stuffy and uncomfortable, "Mom..."
"Xinxin, promise mom that you will take good care of Xiaoguo and never abandon him for the rest of your life, right?"
Ye Qingxin nodded.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was assured, a sense of relief flashed across her eyes.
"Go to class, don't delay your study because of me."
Ye Qingxin smiled, "Go in the afternoon, the morning class is almost over anyway."
Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't say anything, closed her eyes and rested.
Ye Qingxin's cell phone rang suddenly.
The ward was very quiet, and the ringtone of pure music seemed unusually loud.
Ye Qingxin quickly took out her mobile phone and turned off the ringer, looked at Zhou Qiaoqiao who closed her eyes to rest her mind, got up and walked out of the ward.
The call was from Jing Boyuan.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she left the ward, Ye Qingxin had a face-to-face meeting with He Yiyi, she paused, and then passed He Yiyi as if nothing had happened.
Go to the very top of the aisle, where there is a luxuriant fortune tree.
Answering the call, a man's deep and magnetic voice soon came out from the phone, "Xinxin..."
He Yiyi stood where she was, glanced at Zhou Qiaoqiao's ward, stared thoughtfully at Ye Qingxin's back for a few seconds, then turned around and went to the nurse's station.
"What's the name of the patient in room 1043? What's wrong with him?"
Most of the people who can go to the top floor are rich people. He Yiyi's clothes can be seen to be unusual at a glance. The nurse answered her questions respectfully and politely.
"What does the girl accompanying you have to do with the patient?"
"It seems to be her daughter."
"Oh." He Yiyi nodded, smiled at the nurse, and said sweetly, "Thank you."
Turning around and walking to Room 1047, on the bed in the ward, Mrs. He was sitting on the head of the bed, and Mrs. Yu Qingyou and Mrs. Sheng sat beside her and chatted with her.
As soon as He Yiyi came in, she yelled at Mrs. He coquettishly: "Grandma." Then she greeted Mrs. He and Yu Qingyou: "Hello, Grandma Sheng, Sister Qingyou."
Mrs. He smiled, but her mouth was relentless: "You child, you still know how to come and see me as an old bone? You have the same virtue as your elder brother and second brother, and you almost forgot about me!"
He Yiyi sat on the side of the bed, put his arms around Mrs. He's neck and acted coquettishly, "Then how dare you, no one can forget the Lafayette of our He family! Am I here?"
After chatting for a few words, He Yiyi glanced at Yu Qingyou, and pointed out: "Sister Qingyou, I met an old friend when I came here just now, shall we go over and say hello? Just let Grandma and Grandma Sheng have a chat alone, and we can't get in the way of what they are talking about."
out of the ward.
The figure at the end of the corridor was gone.
He Yiyi pointed in the direction of Room 1043 and said, "Guess who lives there?"
Yu Qingyou shook her head, not interested, "I don't know."
"It's called Zhou Qiaoqiao, Ye Qingxin's mother, and you know what's going on with Ye Qingxin's family. She's as poor as Dou Wei'er, and now she not only has the money to come to the capital to see a doctor, but also lives in such an expensive ward. Don't think about it, she must have used some kind of coquettish tricks to ask her cousin to give her the money. It's really shameless. Sure enough, people divide and birds of a feather flock together."
He Yiyi likes Ji Yanxi, but Ji Yanxi likes Dou Weier. As Dou Weier's good friend, Ye Qingxin is naturally not liked by He Yiyi.
Yu Qingyou looked at the house number 1043, her eyes flickered slightly, "I don't know what disease Ye Qingxin's mother has?"
He Yiyi curled her lips, "Lung cancer is advanced, I went to the nurse's desk to ask, and I can live for a month at most."
Yu Qingyou didn't speak again, she stared quietly in one direction, not knowing what she was thinking.
He Yiyi said again: "I really don't know why my cousin is attracted to Ye Qingxin. The family's conditions are terrible, and there is a half-dead mother. I heard that she has a younger brother with mental problems, right? Really, such a family is not worthy of my cousin's shoes!"
quite a while.
Yu Qingyou came back to her senses, turned her head and smiled gently at He Yiyi, "We don't care about other people's affairs, let's go back." After saying that, she turned and went back to the ward.
Seeing that her attitude was so perfunctory, He Yiyi didn't have the expected indignation at all, and immediately lost interest.
Ye Qingxin hung up the phone and went back to her room. The old aunt who helped her last night brought some side dishes made at home.
Seeing her come back, the old aunt smiled and said: "My mother-in-law is able to live in such a good ward. It is thanks to you. Our family's conditions are not very good. There is nothing that can repay you. These are some small dishes made by my husband. They are crisp and refreshing. They are good to eat with porridge in the morning and evening. I will bring you some."
Very humble thanks.
Ye Qingxin smiled: "Thank you."
The old aunt sat for a while, got up and left.
As soon as the person left, Zhou Qiaoqiao suddenly asked: "Xinxin, this ward looks expensive, where did you get so much money? And what did the elder sister say just now, what does her mother-in-law's living in the ward have to do with you?"
Ye Qingxin paused when she was peeling apples, looked up at Zhou Qiaoqiao, and said with a smile: "It's a friend of mine. He is familiar with the director of this hospital. There were no beds in the general ward last night. The director arranged for us to come here for my friend's sake, and only charged us the price of the general ward."
"That old aunt... helped me last night. When the dean arranged a ward for us, I mentioned it to the dean. I didn't expect the dean to be very talkative, and immediately arranged them here."
Ye Qingxin's words were not a lie, but she was just hiding some information.
She didn't know if her mother could accept the gap between her and Jing Boyuan.
Zhou Qiaoqiao frowned slightly after hearing this, "What kind of friend?" It's probably not an ordinary person who can make the director of such a big hospital sell face so much.
Ye Qingxin is just an ordinary girl who hasn't graduated from university yet, how could she know such a person
Ye Qingxin lowered her head and continued to peel apples quietly, her voice was calm, "A schoolmate."
Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at her, "Is it the man you mentioned earlier that you just had a relationship with?"
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips and did not deny it.
Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't speak any more, she looked dazed, not knowing what she was thinking.
After a long while, she said, "Xinxin, bring him here to show mom."
Ye Qingxin peeled the fruit and handed it to Zhou Qiaoqiao, "Mom, eat an apple."
Zhou Qiaoqiao put the apple on the bedside table, "Don't interrupt, bring him over and let me have a look."
Seeing that Ye Qingxin remained silent, she said again: "Since you are already boyfriend and girlfriend, there is nothing wrong with bringing your parents to meet, or... is there any inconvenience?"
At the end, Zhou Qiaoqiao's voice was full of doubts.
There are only two types of relationships between men and women, one is open and aboveboard, and the other is sneaky.
Under what circumstances do you need to be sneaky? Everyone knows it.
Ye Qingxin smiled slightly at Zhou Qiaoqiao, and said, "I'll call him later, but even if we want to meet, it will take some time."
"Why?"
"His foot was injured, you don't want your son-in-law to meet you with a limping foot?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao was amused by her words, "You child."
So far, this matter has been revealed.
After Zhou Qiaoqiao laughed, her expression became more serious, and she sat on the bed in a daze, as if she was contemplating something.
The lunch meal was brought by Aunt Zhang, but Ye Qingxin didn't ask her to take it upstairs, so she went down to get it by herself.
After lunch, I took a nap with Zhou Qiaoqiao and went to school.
In the morning, Jing Boyuan told her on the phone that the cancer experts in Japan would arrive in the capital at 5:00 pm, and they would see Zhou Qiaoqiao after a short rest in the capital, and the time was scheduled for 7:00 pm.
In the classroom, Dou Weier saw Ye Qingxin and asked, "Did you have fun with Auntie yesterday?"
Ye Qingxin called yesterday and asked Dou Weier to ask for leave for her. She did not hide the fact that her mother came to the capital.
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips, her expression a little depressed, "My mother is hospitalized."
Dou Weier was stunned for a moment, and asked with concern: "Is it serious?"
"Advanced lung cancer."
Dou Wei'er: "..." After a while, she held Ye Qingxin's hand to comfort her: "Auntie is a lucky person, and everything will be fine."
Ye Qingxin smiled and said nothing.
Intercontinental Hospital, room 1043.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was holding the bottle, sitting on the hospital bed in a daze.
There were tissues and wet wipes on the bedside table. Every time she coughed, she covered her mouth with a tissue and then wiped the corners of her mouth with a wet wipe.
The nurse was bored by the side, watched TV for a while, then turned to chat with Zhou Qiaoqiao, "Auntie, your daughter's boyfriend is so handsome."
Zhou Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, then asked casually, "Have you seen it?"
The nurse said: "Well, I just came here last night and he was there. He is tall and handsome. He is dressed in the style of a typical businessman. He looks like a successful person."
Zhou Qiaoqiao fiddled with the folds of the quilt, and said in a reproachful tone, "Really, he injured his ankle, why is he still walking around?"
The nurse was stunned, recalling the man he saw last night, walking calmly and steadily, he didn't look like he was injured, so he blurted out: "Maybe it's okay, I saw him walking normally last night, and he didn't look injured at all."
Zhou Qiaoqiao paused in her frowning hands, her brows furrowed deeply.
I wanted to ask something more, but someone knocked on the door outside the ward.
The nurse stood up and opened the door. Outside the door stood a brightly dressed young woman who looked about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with an elegant and noble demeanor.
"Who are you?" the nurse asked.
Yu Qingyou ignored the nurse, walked past her and walked in, stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at Zhou Qiaoqiao, "Can I have a chat with you alone?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao stared at Yu Qingyou for a few seconds, then turned her head and said to the nurse, "Xiao Lin, go out and buy me a watermelon, I want to eat it."
The nurse looked at Yu Qingyou with some hesitation.
Zhou Qiaoqiao smiled, "I'm fine, you can go."
The nurse closed the door and left.
Yu Qingyou paced to the sofa and sat down, her expression and posture revealed a sense of superiority.
Zhou Qiaoqiao frowned, "You are?"
Yu Qingyou smiled, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important things I want to tell you, Jing Boyuan, do you know?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao frowned even more tightly, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Yu Qingyou understood, "It seems that your good daughter hasn't told you that she got rich."
The word sugar daddy is never a compliment.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was a little angry, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Pauway Group, founded by Jing Boyuan from scratch, has an annual net income of 200 billion. His father and third uncle are both high-ranking officials in the central government, and his second uncle holds an important position in the Military Commission. And your family is a poor family. Ye Qingxin, who was born in such a family, is with Jing Boyuan. What is it if it's not a sugar daddy?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao's heart beat a little faster, and her mind was a little confused.
Although she thought it was a great thing to let the director of such a big hospital sell face, she never expected that the son-in-law her daughter spoke of had such a prominent background.
Yu Qingyou's words continued, "I heard that you have advanced lung cancer and have less than a month to live. If you die, what about your son who can't take care of himself? Have you ever thought that a family like Jing Boyuan would allow him to marry a girl with Ye Qingxin's background? Even if Jing Boyuan's family accepted Ye Qingxin, what about your son? Would they accept Ye Qingxin bringing his mentally retarded younger brother in?"
"When you are gone, will Ye Qingxin be tempted by power and money, and abandon her cumbersome younger brother in order to marry into a wealthy family? Then how pitiful your son will be."
Yu Qingyou's voice was gentle, and the sound quality was considered pleasant, but what she said made people's hearts bleed.
"Think about it, your son can't support himself at all, he can only live on the street, begging from others, how can he survive the severe cold and scorching heat? Anyone can trample him under his feet, and he will live worse than a dog—"
"Stop talking!" Zhou Qiaoqiao interrupted Yu Qingyou's words in a mournful voice, "Xinxin is not that kind of person, she won't abandon Xiaoguo, so stop talking nonsense here!"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Facts will prove it. As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. Everyone is selfish, but you don't have to worry. Anyway, you will be gone by then. If you can't see it, you won't be sad."
"Ahem..." Zhou Qiaoqiao was out of breath, and coughed violently. The blood overflowed from her fingers, dripped on the white quilt, and bloomed into tragic and enchanting red flowers.
Yu Qingyou's face turned pale with fright, she got up and grabbed her bag and left the ward, her steps a little messy.
Zhou Qiaoqiao suffered severe pain in her heart and lungs, coughing so hard that she couldn't catch her breath.
Yu Qingyou's words were like a curse, echoing in her mind non-stop, and the nurse's words, obviously the man's foot was not injured, but Ye Qingxin said that the man's foot was injured, using this as an excuse.
Some thoughts that shouldn't have grew in her heart like poisonous flowers.
Ye Qingxin finished class, and when she arrived at the school gate, Master Lu was already waiting there in her car.
During this time, Master Lu will soon become her exclusive driver.
Ye Qingxin sat in the back seat, the sun set relatively late in early summer.
The street scenes on both sides of the road are caged under the golden setting sun.
Ye Qingxin thought of what her mother said to see Jing Boyuan, hesitated for a moment, took out her mobile phone and dialed Jing Boyuan's number.
On the fourth ring, the other side answered, and a man's unique deep voice came out, "Hello."
Ye Qingxin's heart speeded up quietly.
The throbbing that this man gave her was not worn away by the passage of time, but became more intense.
"Bo Yuan, my mother said..." Ye Qingxin pursed her lips, "I want to see you."
moment.
"Well, you arrange a time, I'm free here anytime."
Ye Qingxin: "I want to wait until your leg is healed."
"Why?"
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "I don't want my mother to see a son-in-law who is lame."
The word son-in-law is very suggestive.
There was a moment of silence on the phone, and Jing Boyuan's indulgent voice came, "Well, listen to you."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin touched her warm cheeks, with a faint smile and shyness on her lips.
Arrived at the ward.
Pushing open the door, Ye Qingxin stood at the door in a daze, then returned to normal, walked in and greeted with a normal expression: "Uncle, you are here."
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The second watch is late, the small theater apologizes
Years later
Jing Boyuan found out that his little wife was busier than him, leaving early and returning late
Don't talk about doing shameful things, it's hard to even meet
Looking at his little wife who once looked up to him, now she is more comfortable than him in dealing with various business situations, chatting with all kinds of bosses, and signing business orders one after another, Jing Boyuan suddenly feels left out
One night, the little wife came back late with the smell of alcohol
Jing Boyuan was lying on the bed, when he heard the bedroom door open, he hummed.
Ye Qingxin: "What's wrong with you?"
Jing Boyuan: "..."
Ye Qingxin didn't take it seriously, went to the bathroom to wash up
Coming out of the shower, I heard Jing Boyuan lying on the bed humming
Ye Qingxin touched his forehead, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"
Jing Boyuan grabbed her little hand, "Well, it's a little uncomfortable."
Ye Qingxin suddenly became nervous, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Jing Boyuan took her hand and put it on an object that was waiting up somewhere, with a low voice, "It's uncomfortable here."
"..."
Weak question: Is there a monthly pass