Also known as "Sweet Wedding, Sweet Love in the 70s." [Old Cadre × Delicate Young Wife] Jiang Zhizhi, an operative, had an accident during a mission and transmigrated to the 1970s. Right f...
Chapter 116 Pampering Her (Bonus Chapter)
Jiang Zhizhi looked at the hopelessly stupid Song Wanying: "Think carefully, why was Sun Xiaoyue so resistant just now? She even made up something like being pregnant out of wedlock to lie to you?"
"You're saying I designed this? Did I know Sun Xiaoyue was going to see my dad today? Did I know my dad was going to get hurt by a cow? Use your brain! Don't just blindly offer a knife to Sun Xiaoyue when she's about to kill you."
Song Wanying fell silent. She looked at the test results in her hand, then at Sun Xiaoyue, still unable to believe that the daughter they had recognized was actually a fake.
He stepped forward and grabbed Sun Xiaoyue's hand: "Who exactly are you? And where is my daughter?"
Thinking about it, she looked at Jiang Zhizhi again: "Could it be that there wasn't a mix-up at birth? Was Sun Xiaoyue just because she looks like me?"
It's no wonder she believed it so easily.
After all, she has an average appearance, but her advantage lies in her fair skin and good temperament. Jiang Zhenhua, on the other hand, is the refined type.
Jiang Zhizhi was beautiful from birth, with bright eyes and delicate features, like a porcelain doll. People in the compound said that the couple were ordinary, but their daughter was so beautiful.
Neither their eyes nor their face shape resemble those of the couple.
So when Sun Xiaoyue, who looked just like her, appeared, coupled with what happened in the delivery room years ago, she immediately believed that the babies had been switched at birth.
Sun Xiaoyue was still desperately trying to explain: "Mom, I don't know. When I was little, they said I wasn't a child of the Sun family. Mom, there must be some misunderstanding. Should we check again? Should we go back to Beijing and get checked at a big hospital?"
Today's incident happened so suddenly; she never expected that Jiang Zhenhua would be gored so badly by a cow.
What I didn't expect was that Jiang Zhizhi, that lunatic, would come and force her to get a blood transfusion.
She didn't even have time to consult with anyone.
Therefore, she needs to stall for time. As long as she can delay until she returns to Beijing, that person will definitely have a way.
Song Wanying was a little tired and shook her head: "Let's not talk about it now, let's talk about it after your father is safe."
Jiang Zhizhi looked at Song Wanying's suddenly dejected appearance and didn't feel sorry for her at all. Although there was no paternity test now, it wouldn't be troublesome to get a blood type test first, right?
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Jiang Zhenhua was brought in promptly, and the surgery was performed in time. Although the injury was serious, it was not life-threatening.
Zhou Xiye rushed over only after the surgery was over.
Jiang Zhizhi noticed that Zhou Xiye's lips were a little pale and his forehead was sweaty. She went over and tugged at his sleeve: "It's okay, my dad's surgery went smoothly. He'll be able to go to the ward after a short observation period. Why are your lips so pale?"
Zhou Xiye didn't mind: "I was talking to the political commissar this morning and didn't have time to drink water."
Jiang Zhizhi glanced at Song Wanying, who was sitting on the bench with her shoulders slumped, and Sun Xiaoyue, who looked panicked, and whispered to Zhou Xiye, "Just now, my dad needed a blood transfusion, and they sent Sun Xiaoyue. Guess what happened? Her blood type doesn't match my dad's at all. She's not a child of the Jiang family."
Zhou Xiye didn't seem too surprised: "Is your shoulder alright?"
Jiang Zhizhi shook her head: "It's okay, I use my left hand. With her, my left hand is enough."
She was also very curious: "Aren't you surprised? She's not actually a child of the Jiang family."
Zhou Xiye was not surprised: "Didn't you analyze before that she might not be a child of the Jiang family, but there was no evidence until now?
Jiang Zhizhi sighed: "But Sun Xiaoyue is very cunning. She insisted that she was innocent and even said that I asked you to do something behind my back. Even so, my mother still believes her."
She just couldn't understand how Song Wanying, at her age, who should have experienced a lot, couldn't even see through this.
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Jiang Zhenhua was moved to a regular ward, and Song Wanying quickly followed. Sun Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment, then followed as well.
Zhou Xiye stopped Jiang Zhizhi, who looked like she was about to go into battle: "Dad and the others came in a hurry, they probably didn't bring a lot of things, let's go buy some."
Jiang Zhizhi thought about it and agreed. Besides, Jiang Zhenhua wouldn't wake up anytime soon, so there was no need to worry about him being angered by Sun Xiaoyue.
The two went to buy a washbasin, toothbrush, towel, and teacup. When they returned, Jiang Zhenhua was still asleep. Song Wanying sat on the edge of the bed, holding his hand and crying against her face.
But Sun Xiaoyue was nowhere to be seen.
Seeing the two of them come in, Song Wanying wiped away her tears and was still very polite to Zhou Xiye: "Xiye is here, please sit down."
Zhou Xiye nodded: "Mom, don't worry too much. The doctor said Dad is fine."
The word "Mom" left Song Wanying somewhat bewildered. Only when she saw Jiang Zhizhi, with her charming eyes and brows, standing beside her did she realize that they were married.
Moreover, Zhou Xiye didn't hold a grudge against Jiang Zhizhi for not attending the wedding or for his previous poor treatment of her. On the contrary, he was gentle and polite, which made Jiang Zhizhi feel somewhat ashamed.
Jiang Zhizhi didn't expect Zhou Xiye to call him "Mom and Dad" so naturally. If Song Wanying hadn't been watching, she would have definitely rushed over and kissed him as a reward.
As they were talking, Jiang Zhenhua slowly woke up.
Having just undergone surgery, she wasn't in good spirits and spoke weakly. When she saw Zhou Xiye and Jiang Zhizhi, she shook her head and said, "You two go about your business, I'm fine."
Song Wanying quickly pressed his hand down: "Don't talk, just focus on recovering."
Jiang Zhenhua looked around but didn't see Sun Xiaoyue: "Where's Xiaoyue? Don't blame her. Even if the cow went crazy, you can't blame her. Don't let her feel guilty. I think she was terrified at the time."
Song Wanying hesitated for a moment, deciding not to mention that Sun Xiaoyue wasn't their daughter, so as not to give Jiang Zhenhua any more worries. She held his hand and comforted him, "Don't worry, I'll have her go get something to eat. You should focus on recovering now so the children can have peace of mind."
Seeing that Song Wanying didn't say anything, Jiang Zhizhi didn't say anything more either. She stayed in the ward with Zhou Xiye for a while and then went home.
Back home, Jiang Zhizhi couldn't help but mutter, "Now look what's happened! Who am I? Whose child am I? Do you think some Li Xiaoyue or Wang Xiaoyue will come out later and claim to be a child of the Jiang family?"
Zhou Xiye brought over a basin of warm water for Jiang Zhizhi to wash her hands.
Jiang Zhizhi refused to take the handkerchief and instead stretched out both of her palms down in front of Zhou Xiye, asking him to wash them for her.
Zhou Xiye paused for half a second, placed the basin on the stool, and held Jiang Zhizhi's wrist to help her wash her hands.
Her hands were much smaller than his, with slender, fair fingers and slight calluses on her fingers and palms, creating a striking contrast with his slightly dark hands in the water.
While washing his hands, Jiang Zhizhi couldn't stay still and traced her fingers across his palm: "Guess what I just drew?"
Zhou Xiye ignored her and tried to ignore the tingling sensation in his palms: "Don't be naughty."
Jiang Zhizhi suddenly exclaimed, and Zhou Xiye looked up. Jiang Zhizhi leaned in and stole a kiss on his lips.
The successful sneak attack made Jiang Zhizhi giggle.
Zhou Xiye lowered his eyes, a smile in them. If he hadn't wanted to, how could Jiang Zhizhi have successfully launched a sneak attack?
He gently squeezed Jiang Zhizhi's hand without making a sound before taking a towel to dry it for her.
Jiang Zhizhi suddenly remembered something: "No, I have to go find Sun Xiaoyue right away. I suspect she wants to kill my dad and inherit the family fortune..."