Jiang Tian, a renowned渣女 (scorned woman/player) in her lifetime with countless boyfriends, was recruited by the Main God after her death to become an invincible host for the Female Lead group.<...
Lu Xiangnan keenly caught Zheng Feifei's expression at that moment.
Zheng Feifei sighed: "Do you know why your sister is being harassed by Qin Dong, yet she still refuses to leave?"
Lu Xiangnan had actually thought about this question in his heart.
Jiang Tian could easily move to another city; there's no need for her to fight Qin Dong to the death, since she's not a local.
But she'd rather deliver food and stay here, stubbornly holding on.
Zheng Feifei scratched her head, feeling a bit like smoking, but since she was in the hospital, she refrained from doing so.
"Your sister is ruthless to herself, but incredibly kind to others."
From Zheng Feifei's account, Lu Xiangnan finally learned the reason.
Jiang Tian was part of the opera troupe where she lived for several years when she was a child.
She was considered talented, and the people in the opera troupe wanted to train her slowly and nurture her into a leading actress.
Later, the situation changed rapidly. The opera troupe was on the verge of collapse, and all the young apprentices they had trained were sent home.
Jiang Tian's family didn't want her at all, so out of desperation, several elderly people in the opera troupe took her around to do odd jobs, making a difficult living.
They didn't send Jiang Tian back until the elderly people were too busy taking care of their own illnesses.
Fortunately, Jiang Tian had gotten a bit older by then and was able to work, so her family reluctantly accepted her situation.
“Jiang Tian is a sentimental person. She never lost contact with those elderly people. After being forced out of her family to work, she took the initiative to take on the responsibility of caring for them in their old age and seeing them off in their final days. Those elderly people were very old and wanted to return to their roots. This small town was their hometown, so Jiang Tian brought them back.”
Zheng Feifei's voice was tinged with sadness: "They've all passed away one by one over the past few years, and now only one is left, and he's developed Alzheimer's. When that old man is lucid, he forces Jiang Tian to swear that he'll leave him alone."
“How could Jiang Tian not care? But that old man not only has Alzheimer’s, but also all sorts of other ailments common in the elderly. He spends a lot of money in the hospital every month, so she naturally has to work hard to earn money.”
After a pause, Zheng Feifei couldn't help but add softly, "The doctor spoke with Jiang Tian not long ago; that old man doesn't have much longer to live..."
Lu Xiangnan understood Zheng Feifei's unspoken meaning.
The old man is about to pass away, so Jiang Tian will naturally not have such a heavy burden.
But she was willing to work like crazy to support these elderly people, which shows how important they were to her.
But no matter what, a person's lifespan has an end, which is something that mortals like them cannot change.
Zheng Feifei shook her head: "Don't mention these things to your sister. She's been in a bad mood lately. Take good care of her. If you can't cook, ask the neighbors to cook for you. She lost a lot of blood and needs to recover properly."
Lu Xiangnan nodded silently.
Zheng Feifei then left.
Looking out the window, Lu Xiangnan saw that Jiang Tian was still asleep, so he went home to cook for her.
He didn't trust anyone else to do this kind of work.
Moreover, although his cooking isn't perfect, he's become quite adept at it these days.
By the time he entered the room with the thermos, Jiang Tian was already chatting with the patient next to her.
Her social skills are amazing.
Seeing Lu Xiangnan arrive, Jiang Tian greeted him with a smile: "Did you bring me food back?"
Lu Xiangnan took the lunchbox away: "I made this myself, you can try it."
He was a little nervous.
Before even taking a sip, Jiang Tian gave him a thumbs up: "You're really good, young man, you have a bright future."
Seeing her pale lips, Lu Xiangnan blinked his sore eyes. He knew that Jiang Tian wanted to reassure him.
Jiang Tian took a sip and her eyes lit up: "How come it tastes so good? Is my little brother going to be a chef in the future?"