"Don’t engage in... strenuous exercise recently?"
Could it be that his fainting this ti, aside from climbing the mountain today to search for soone, was related to other matters?
Every eye was focused on Tang Wan, a mix of embarrassnt and anger entwining her; she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Tang Yunxian cleared his throat softly, "Wanwan, co out with for a mont."
It seed he was helping her escape the encirclent.
At the sa ti, the news of Jiang Jinsang’s fainting and hospitalization had already spread throughout the hospital. With the Cuifei incident a few days ago and his appearance on the live broadcast, naturally, many recognized him, especially since it was now after nine in the evening, and there were not many people coming in for ergency treatnt.
"Is Fifth Master’s health really as bad as the rumors say? I saw him on TV before, his face was pale, lacking any color, clearly weak, but I didn’t expect it to be this serious."
"Are you new here? You know about Doctor Zhou Zhongqing, right? For over twenty years, he’s been nearly his personal doctor, and still, the disease hasn’t been eradicated."
"It’s a condition he was born with, inherently weak, it’s not so easy to improve."
"It’s said he won’t live past 28, not even two years left, huh, what about this Miss Tang then?"
The duty dical staff discussed quietly, all feeling it was too pitiful, and only resud silence when they saw the Tang father and daughter co out.
After normal hours and the dinner rush, the inpatient departnt was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The two stopped at the end of the hallway.
"Dad, why didn’t you tell you were coming earlier?"
"If I had told you, would you have agreed?"
Tang Wan kept her lips tightly sealed; in front of her father, she was just a docile little person, nowhere near her fierce confrontation with Jiang Zhaolin today.
"Are you really okay?" Even seeing her safe and sound before him, Tang Yunxian still felt compelled to ask again.
"Do I look like sothing’s wrong?" Tang Wan smiled.
"Don’t joke around. I’m asking about that boy’s health. Is he really okay?"
"Dad, how can you also..."
"We’re looking at an engagent soon, and marriage isn’t far off. If his health is really this unstable, we really need to reconsider this marriage." After the Cuifei incident, Tang Yunxian had no objections towards Jiang Jinsang.
But with such unpredictable health, if it continued after their marriage, Tang Wan marrying there would basically an looking after his daily needs. He dared not think about their future days.
"His health is fine," Tang Wan gritted her teeth.
"Even if that aspect is fine, but his constitution..."
Tang Yunxian didn’t hope that Tang Wan marrying into the Jiang family would lead to a princess-like life, pampered every day, but at least after marriage, there should be mutual support. How could that happen with him in that condition?
"That way, I really don’t feel reassured. Don’t tell you’re marrying there just to carry on his family line?"
"Dad—" Tang Wan understood his worries.
"This is serious."
After father and daughter returned, Jiang Yanting finally spoke, "I’ll stay here to watch over him tonight; everyone else can go back."
"I..." Tang Wan was about to speak when Fan Mingyu interrupted her.
"Wanwan, you must be tired today; you really need a good rest. With Yanting and Dr. Zhou here, there’s nothing to worry about. Go back and rest well, and co back early tomorrow."
The Jiang family mbers said this out of concern for her. Tang Wan took a deep look at Jiang Jinsang before reluctantly leaving.
**
Jiang Family
After everyone returned, Fan Mingyu was busy helping Tang Yunxian and Shen Shuci arrange accommodations. It was around eleven before everyone gradually returned to their rooms. Jiang Zhenhuan, just before sleeping, visited the old lady’s room and saw the sleeping pills on her bedside table, his brow slightly furrowed.
He had been puzzled before; with the old lady’s light sleep, how could she not notice Tang Yunxian ringing the doorbell?
Today was special, compounded by Jiang Shuyan’s issue; she must have been exhausted and took so dicine to sleep.
Exiting the room, he saw Shen Shuci coming out, "Need anything?"
"A little hungry." Shen Shuci and Tang Yunxian heard the news and ca over around two or three in the afternoon, and had had a simple dinner. When you’re too hungry, it’s hard to fall asleep.
"Should I cook for you?" Jiang Zhenhuan used to chase after Fan Mingyu and learned a bit in a rush to propose to the Fan family, but he had long since forgotten.
"You should rest early, I’ll just find sothing to eat."
"There are still cakes and biscuits in the house..."
Shen Shuci, also not a cook, took so biscuits and a cup of water, preparing to return to her room.
Just then, the sound of a car arrived, followed by headlights flashing through the window; the car stopped in front of the Jiang family’s house, apparently soone had returned. She squinted, examining from the car two n in black clothing, tall and imposing. Even without seeing their faces, she could tell from their builds they were definitely muscular.
The two n helped another figure out of the car, under the dim streetlight. The person, also dressed in black, head hanging low, face not visible, only black hair visible, looked like they might have drunk too much.
That definitely must be soone from the Jiang family or a familiar acquaintance.
Shen Shuci put down the biscuits and water, going ahead to open the door.
At the other end, a few people had probably not expected the door to open... Together with the person at the door, whom they didn’t recognize, they took a second look at Shen Shuci.
"Sir, has soone co out?"
At this mont, the man in black sitting inside the car was brushing off his garnt—he hadn’t drunk anything, yet he was reeking of alcohol because of two other people.
"Don’t recognize them, doesn’t seem like a Jiang Family mber?"
"To show up at this hour, and daring to open the door, they must not be thieves."
"Should we get the Fourth Master inside?"
"Just leave him."
"..."
"Since the Jiang Family has soone here, they will naturally pick him up."
"Yes."
In the car sat a gentleman from the Huo Family; Jiang Chengsi and Qi Zeyan had drunk too much, one clung to him calling him ’big brother’, and the other pulled at his arm calling him ’grandpa’. He had no idea what was wrong with these two, his clothes were crumpled, and they slled of alcohol.
He didn’t consider himself a hot-blooded or good-tempered person. The two of them forcibly dragged him, crying for daddy and mommy. He had long run out of patience.
It was already nice of him to send both back since they had arrived at the door and soone was there to receive them. He could naturally leave now.
Shen Shuci squinted at the two imposing n, wondering if they were going to help the person inside. Then, a scene unfolded before her that left her dumbfounded.
The two n loosened their grip and actually dropped him right on the ground, got in the car, and drove off...
What the hell?
They just left the person like that?
Considering how brave those two looked, but utterly expressionless while doing this, honestly, it felt like they were here to "dump a body."
Could this be a dead person?! Why isn’t he moving at all!
Shen Shuci tentatively walked over; the person was lying face down, unrecognizable, but she slled a strong scent of alcohol. She slightly kicked him with her foot...
"Uh—" the person moved his arm!
She sighed in relief, thankful he wasn’t dead. She crouched down, turned him over with her hand, and saw a face she would never forget in her life!
It was him...
In her dreams, she didn’t know how many tis she had kicked that face!
"Hey—" Shen Shuci poked his arm, his face was flushed and reeking of alcohol, no response.
"Jiang Chengsi?"
She called out twice, and the only response was the biting cold wind.
How had he drunk so much alcohol? Rembering the past grievances under him that had yet to be settled, should she just leave him here to freeze for the night? After all, it wasn’t her doing the "body dumping."
That’s what Shen Shuci thought, and so she did. She turned, went back inside, closed the door cleanly and neatly. She just picked up a cup of water, then glanced out the window one more ti—he wasn’t bad-looking. What if soone passing by took him back and did sothing unseemly?
There were frequent reports nowadays of people getting drunk and left on the streets, picked up by others... Although he was a man, it’s hard to guarantee...
But then she rembers how he had once mistreated her as a thief, didn’t apologize, and even made so shaless comnts, she was quite annoyed about that.
Internally conflicted, Shen Shuci ca up with a few words for him:
This man... is really troubleso.
**
anwhile, on the other side, the Huo Family’s car had already driven out of the neighborhood, heading towards Hexi.
"Sir, the person at the Jiang Family’s door just now, we haven’t seen him before, is it really okay to leave the Fourth Master on the roadside like that?" The Huo Family people were understandably worried.
"That person was wearing howear, lights were on inside, if they aren’t a Jiang Family mber, they must be an acquaintance. What’s inappropriate about that?" Who would have the guts to be a thief like that.
"What if that person doesn’t help him into the house..."
"Not help him?" He smirked slightly, "I almost forgot an important thing..."
"What?"
He looked out the window and said flatly, "His popularity is indeed poor; if that person holds a grudge against him, who knows, might even take the chance to kick him a couple of tis."
"Then..."
The Huo Family people were just about to suggest going back to check when they heard another remark.
"As for whether he’ll be helped inside..."
"Let’s leave it to fate."
Leave it to fate? It’s freezing out there... Are you serious? What kind of plastic friendship is this?
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