University student Qin Xiaoyu died with deep regrets, betrayed by a scumbag. Reborn, she finds herself in the body of a 25-year-old young widow with depression and two children, living in the 1980s...
"Huh? I don't know!" Qin Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise.
"It happened last night. Her son was drunk and driving when he crashed into a truck."
"How is it now?" Qin Xiaoyu's feelings were complicated. Although the mother and daughter were bad, they didn't deserve to die.
"She injured her back, and it's uncertain whether she'll be able to stand up again. Her son is fine, just a minor injury, but..." Director Hong pulled Qin Xiaoyu towards a less crowded area, seemingly having something to say privately.
"how?"
"You know, this guy is just unbelievable! I'm telling you, and don't tell anyone else, don't go to the Second Light Industry Hospital for a while!"
"What do you mean? Aunt Hong, I don't quite understand."
"Her son had some kind of infectious disease, it was blood-borne. But the doctors didn't know when they were saving him. Later, he regained consciousness and told them himself, asking the doctors to do a blood test. Those doctors and nurses were terrified, they all hated him!" Director Hong didn't understand the whole process, only saying what he could understand.
Qin Xiaoyu was so frightened that her heart sank.
What infectious disease?
"I don't know that. They say foreigners get it more often, but Chinese people get it very rarely. He brought it back from abroad! Little Fish, what's wrong with you? Why are you shaking?"
"Aunt Hong, I have something to take care of first." Qin Xiaoyu left Director Hong and rushed into Building No. 2.
She ran into the room in one breath, picked up the phone, and dialed the number for the Second Light Industry Hospital.
The head nurse, who happened to be on duty, paused for a moment before replying to Qin Xiaoyu's barrage of questions: "What you heard is true. The hospital ordered a news blackout, and all the doctors and nurses on duty have already gone to Guangzhou."
With a thud, Qin Xiaoyu slammed the microphone in her hand onto the table.
After a moment, she thanked the head nurse and walked downstairs in a daze.
At the cemetery, Jing Tian said to Wang Lei, "Go get your blood tested."
Could it be that Wang Lei was also injured when he fought Jing Tian that day?
Qin Xiaoyu took a deep breath and forced herself to go to Building No. 4.
The ceremony was over, and everyone looked at the newlyweds with joy. The banquet was about to begin.
The bride, accompanied by several bridesmaids, went upstairs to change her clothes. This time, she took off her wedding dress and changed into a traditional Chinese jacket and skirt, paired with jewelry given to her by her wife. She looked as beautiful as a person in a painting.
Qin Xiaoyu tried to control her emotions and took advantage of the chaos to sneak up to Tang Fengqin's side, asking in a low voice, "When Wang Lei hit Jing Tian last time, were you injured?"
"It's nothing, just a small scratch on my finger," Tang Fengqin said with a smile. But seeing Qin Xiaoyu's expression, she asked cautiously, "What happened, Auntie?"
"It's nothing, I just remembered to ask." Qin Xiaoyu tried her best to keep smiling.
This wedding banquet was the most unbearable one Qin Xiaoyu had ever endured. She stared at Tang Fengqin and Wang Lei, lost in thought several times. Even Zhou Yue couldn't bear to watch anymore.
"Little Fish, why do you look so sad? Are you also eager to get married? If you are, then hurry up and win A Lei back."
"It's nothing, just a little work-related thing. I'll go upstairs and lie down for a bit, then I'll be right back." Qin Xiaoyu ran back to her bedroom in Building 2.
My heart was so heavy and I couldn't help but lie on the bed and cry my heart out.
Gradually, she calmed down. What was the use of crying now? She needed to find a solution. Jing Tian was such a troublemaker; she really wanted to tear him to pieces.
AIDS has only been discovered a few years ago. Qin Xiaoyu volunteered in college and has some understanding of it. The disease was officially named in 1981.
The first case was discovered in mainland China in 1985; it involved a foreigner.
This was something unattainable for people in the 1980s; perhaps they didn't fully understand its dangers.
But Qin Xiaoyu understood that problems that couldn't be fully solved in the 21st century were now even more beyond her control.
We can only pray that Wang Lei has not been infected.
But should she tell him now? Qin Xiaoyu was driving herself crazy.
A Lei.
When those two words appeared in her mind, Qin Xiaoyu suddenly relaxed. Why didn't she think of him? He was omnipotent; she could just ask him for help.
Qin Xiaoyu has called A Lei's bedroom countless times, but there is still no caller ID. She doesn't know if he is really still in the hospital or if he just doesn't want to answer.
"Director Qin, why did you suddenly think of me?" When A Lei's lazy voice came, Qin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment. All the longing and grievances that had been piling up in her heart burst out, and she burst into tears.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying? You should be alright, right? Isn't it Fengqin's wedding?" A Lei immediately panicked.
"Something's happened, and I don't know what to do," Qin Xiaoyu said, sobbing.
"Don't panic, tell me what happened, take it slow, take a deep breath," Aree reassured her.
Qin Xiaoyu then told him about Jing Tian's situation, and there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
"That's too cruel." A Lei's voice lacked its usual playful tone.
"What should we do?" Qin Xiaoyu asked softly.
“Call Wang Lei out, tell him the truth, and have him leave for Guangzhou tonight. I’ll meet him here and do the blood tests. There’s no better place than Guangzhou. If that still doesn’t work, I’ll take him to Hong Kong. As for the reason, just make one up,” A Lei said decisively.
"This is too cruel to Fengqin," Qin Xiaoyu said, feeling extremely troubled.
“No, this is the best arrangement for Fengqin, and for Wang Lei as well. If he really becomes a virus carrier and infects Fengqin, he will not rest in peace even in death. We must stop him from hurting the person he loves most.” A Lei was much more rational than Qin Xiaoyu.
Qin Xiaoyu washed her face, took a deep breath, and went downstairs.
Wang Lei had been looking forward to this day the most. Today, he was going to become a real man. His bride was so beautiful that he could even imagine how they would still be in love decades later.
"Sister Xiaoyu, what do you need me for? I'm busy." Wang Lei had just taken a sip of wine while offering a toast, and his face was flushed.
"Go upstairs and pack some clean clothes, then sneak down and come with me," Qin Xiaoyu said sternly.
"Are you kidding me? You want to surprise me and Fengqin? Send us on our honeymoon?" Wang Lei was a little confused by what she said and looked at her in bewilderment.
“No, it’s unavoidable. You have to go to Guangzhou immediately. You might have been implicated by Jing Tian and contracted a blood disease. If you don’t want to infect Feng Qin, you’d better get tested first. A Lei will pick you up in Guangzhou and will take care of you.” Qin Xiaoyu explained the situation in the simplest terms.
"I understand." Wang Lei was trembling uncontrollably and could barely stand. Qin Xiaoyu was about to reach out to help him when he stopped her.
"Don't touch me. I can manage on my own." Wang Lei swallowed his tears, turned around, and walked out.
By the time the two arrived at the train station, it was already dark. Ding Xiaojie happened to be on duty, so buying sleeper tickets was a piece of cake.
"Here's the money. I'll be relieved to see A Lei. Everything is just speculation right now, so don't lose heart. I believe God won't be so heartless." Qin Xiaoyu reached out to comfort him, but Wang Lei dodged her hand.