Chapter 197

Uncle Lin glanced at them weakly and pulled the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, it's just a minor illness, a little cold."

Seeing him like this, Zhong's mother felt guilty and distressed: "It's our fault for not telling you in time."

"We originally thought that since you were unfamiliar with Suzhou and might not be able to acclimate to the new environment, we asked you to stay home. I didn't expect that I forgot what I had asked and made you wait for so long. Xiaolin, this is our problem."

Uncle Lin sat up and said, "You have your own lives, and I'm just an outsider. You're not wrong. It's just that I'm stubborn and can't think straight."

When Mr. and Mrs. Zhong heard this, they felt even more guilty.

"Xiao Lin."

If they had known it would turn out like this, they would have brought Xiaolin along. Anyway, when they were in Hong Kong before, the whole family would take Xiaolin with them whenever they traveled.

Zhong Qiao glanced at Mother Zhong, then at Uncle Lin, and was speechless for a moment.

She still felt very strange.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with it before, but now she found that Uncle Lin seemed to like using this method, being in a lower position and making others sympathize with him.

Zhong Qiao knows his parents' personalities very well. They are soft-hearted and do not like to be tough, so they are very receptive to Uncle Lin's methods. This also leads to the fact that subconsciously, Uncle Lin seems to be in a lower position, but in fact he is in a higher position of emotional manipulation.

"Dad." Zhong Qiao wanted to interrupt their conversation, "Let He Bai come in and help Uncle Lin take a look."

Uncle Lin always looks very weak, as if he is sick somewhere, so I have to check him out first no matter what.

Mr. Zhong knew exactly what she wanted to do and was immediately annoyed. However, with Uncle Lin and Mrs. Zhong around, he couldn't lose his temper.

He could only lower his voice and say, "Zhong Qiao, your Uncle Lin is already like this, what else do you have to doubt?"

Because they were blocking with their shoulders, Mrs. Zhong didn't notice their little movements, but Uncle Lin caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't react at all.

This becomes invisible violence.

Zhong Qiao clenched her fists. It was obvious that she was the culprit who started the trouble. However, just a few words from her father made her prejudiced against her and think that she was making a fuss out of nothing.

Although this suspicion did not hurt Zhong Qiao, it created a crack in the trust between them.

If something happens later, the crack will widen.

"Dad." Zhong Qiao patiently explained, "If you have anything to say, let He Bai take a look first. Uncle Lin's health is very important, and I'm also very worried."

Mr. Zhong glanced at her, as if to confirm the truth of her words, and finally compromised and gave way.

"He Bai." Zhong Qiao shouted outside the door.

Ji Hebai was checking outside the door.

During these days he was away, he didn't know whether he would do anything to the Zhong family, so he had to check carefully.

Hearing Zhong Qiao shouting, he went in and saw the scene in front of him. He immediately understood.

"Hand." He said simply and directly.

Anyone who has studied Chinese medicine knows that this is about taking the pulse.

Uncle Lin's expression twitched slightly. "I just have a slight cold, it will be better soon, no need to bother me so much."

Ji Hebai smiled and said, "You are the elder, and you have been taking care of Zhong Qiao since childhood. Your health is naturally important. Even if it is a minor cold, there are risks. It's nothing to help you take a look."

"Uncle Lin is so nervous, is there something wrong?"

Uncle Lin laughed: "No, I'm just worried about wasting your time. This is just a minor illness. I can just take some cold medicine myself."

Zhong Qiao said, "Uncle Lin, you should take a look first. It's already available, so I can help you look at it and save my parents from worrying."

Mr. and Mrs. Zhong were standing by his side, looking very nervous.

If he continues to refuse, it will be a bit unreasonable.

"Okay." Uncle Lin was sweating profusely and stretched out his hand reluctantly.

Ji Hebai quickly grabbed his hand and began to take his pulse.

However, his pulse was stable, and it was indeed as he said, just symptoms of a minor cold. But why did he act so nervous, as if he was afraid of being discovered by others?

Zhong Qiao asked, "How is it?"

Ji Hebai's face was heavy. After trying several times, he finally let go.

"It's really just a minor cold for one day, nothing serious."

Hearing this, Zhong Qiao was also a little confused, but Zhong's father and mother felt relieved.

"That's not bad." Zhong's mother smiled and said, "I'll make you a bowl of frangipani every day. Your cold will heal quickly."

"Thank you very much, Sister Shao." Uncle Lin coughed a few times.

After going out, Zhong Qiao and Ji Hebai walked side by side.

Because Mr. and Mrs. Zhong were worried about Uncle Lin, they were both busy taking care of him and chatting from time to time. The atmosphere seemed peaceful. Zhong Qiao and the others couldn't join in and could only say goodbye.

"Does he really just have a cold?" Zhong Qiao still didn't want to believe it.

"Yes." Ji Hebai said, "I observed his pulse and it is indeed just a common cold."

"But why is he hiding?"

Zhong Qiao suddenly stopped, as if she had thought of something.

"Hiding isn't because of illness, nor is it because he's lying. It's because he's trying to sow discord."

From the very beginning, every word he said was meant to sow discord, but Zhong's father did not realize it. Zhong Qiao realized it, but it was not enough. It turned out that he got sick just to make Zhong's father believe that Zhong Qiao was targeting him.

"What a deep scheme." Ji Hebai said.

In this case, there is no fault to be found in him, and all of this is just their speculation and cannot be used as evidence.

"It's also possible that we're overthinking it." Zhong Qiao said, "Up to now, apart from my speculation, there's actually no substantial evidence pointing to him."

"Yeah." Ji Hebai nodded gently, "But if he really has a problem, it will be exposed sooner or later."

"Zhong Qiao," he said, "I believe you're not someone who would casually slander others. Sometimes it's not wrong to trust your feelings, but we must find the real answer."

Zhong Qiao looked at him, feeling uneasy.

It seems that no matter what the situation is, no matter how unreasonable it may seem to outsiders, he will trust you unconditionally.

"Ji Hebai." She suddenly said softly, "Aren't you afraid that I'm really a lunatic?"

"Everyone says I'm a fool for marrying Xu Shaojun, and now I'm with you, a fickle woman. And then, I start slandering my own uncle, but you still believe me without hesitation. Aren't you afraid that I'm just unreasonable?"

Ji Hebai said: "Zhong Qiao, you are not a fool, nor are you fickle, nor are you unreasonable."

"You just made a wrong decision. Now you are back on track. Whether it's for me or anyone else, as long as you are happy, that's enough."