Chapter 9 Who is Song Fenfang?

Chapter 9

Upon hearing this, Meng Yingying's eyes lit up instantly. "Yueru, wait for me, I'm coming right now."

However, when she looked at the time hanging on the wall of the brigade headquarters, she realized with a start that it was already 5:30 pm, and she would miss the last bus.

She lived in the countryside, more than 30 miles from the town. Under such circumstances, she couldn't go there at all without a car.

Zhao Yueru realized something too, "You'll be here by eight o'clock, right? By the time you get back, it'll probably be eleven. What are you doing here?"

"It's not safe for a girl like you to be out so late at night."

Zhao Yueru gritted her teeth, "You wait at home, I'll bring it to you now."

Hearing this, Meng Yingying's nose tingled with emotion, "Yueru."

Seemingly knowing what she was going to say, Zhao Yueru waved her hand, "Yingying, we're good friends, what's this little thing?"

"Yingying, wait for me, I'll go find a car and bring you your medicine."

Meng Yingying was extremely grateful.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yueru rushed to the hospital. The first thing she did was to find Zhou Jingsong, who had already been taken in for a second surgery.

Seeing her rushing over in a hurry, Zhou Jingsong's keen senses seemed to have picked up on something. He said to the nurse, "Nurse, wait a minute, my friend is here."

The nurse frowned.

Zhou Jingsong said, "Since we've decided to have the surgery, a couple more minutes won't make a difference."

He is very gentle.

This left the nurse with no choice but to comply.

Zhao Yueru ran over breathlessly, "Comrade Zhou, I'm here, where's the medicine?"

She reached out and realized something was wrong. She seemed to be at the door of the operating room, where Zhou Jingsong was wearing surgical scrubs and a nurse was pushing him around.

It looks like he's about to go into the operating room.

Zhao Yueru suddenly realized something, and she quickly hid her hands behind her back, stammering, "Comrade Zhou, are you going to have surgery?"

Zhou Jingsong looked at her with a smile, not angry at all, but rather very gentle, "Yes, but it's okay, it won't affect your getting the medicine."

He turned to look at Qi Donghan.

Although they didn't speak, they both understood.

Qi Donghan asked one last time, "Old Zhou, are you sure?"

"Sure."

After receiving the answer, Qi Donghan grunted in agreement, then took out a medicine box from his person, strode over to Zhao Yueru, and handed it to her.

He didn't speak, he just looked her over.

Zhao Yueru was startled by him. Qi Donghan lived up to his name. He was tall and strong, with firm skin on his face, three-dimensional features, thin and fierce, and a clean and neat handsomeness.

Even though he had a very handsome face, Zhao Yueru was so intimidated by his aura that she didn't dare to look up and meet Qi Donghan's gaze.

Zhao Yueru snatched the medicine box in a flash and hid behind Zhou Jingsong. Compared to him, the unseen Zhou Jingsong seemed like a good person.

Although Zhou Jingsong was blind, he could roughly guess what was going on.

Qi Donghan is good-looking, has a fierce aura, and is the unattainable beauty of their stationed team. He has frightened many female comrades to tears.

Zhou Jingsong was both amused and exasperated. "Alright, Donghan, I gave you the medicine voluntarily. Don't scare the young girl to tears."

Qi Donghan twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to reveal a smile.

As a result, Zhao Yueru was almost scared to tears. "Comrade Zhou, I'm going to deliver the medicine to my friend right now. After I deliver the medicine, I'll come back to the hospital to watch you come out of the operating room."

As for why she stayed until Zhou Jingsong left the operating room, Zhao Yueru herself had no idea.

She disappeared as soon as she finished speaking.

However, Qi Donghan, who never liked gossip, curiously glanced at Zhou Jingsong.

Zhou Jingsong touched his eyes somewhat awkwardly. "Let's go in and have the surgery."

On the operating table.

Zhou Jingsong forgot the pain; all he could think about was Zhao Yueru's words: "I'll come and watch over you after I deliver the medicine."

Zhou Jingsong smiled and silently called out, "Zhao Yueru."

She's not just good to her friends.

It seems like they're treating him quite well.

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After Zhao Yueru left the hospital and arrived at the Meng family's house, the first thing she said to Meng Yingying was, "It's terrifying, it's terrifying! Yingying, you have no idea, Zhou Jingsong's comrade-in-arms is also terrifying to look at."

Meng Yingying was somewhat confused.

Zhao Yueru held her hand and said, "You don't know, the comrade who delivered medicine to Zhou Jingsong looks like Yelang, and he can stop a baby from crying."

"I don't even dare to look at him. If he looks at me, my legs go weak."

Meng Yingying really couldn't imagine it. She guessed, "Could it be three heads and six arms?"

"No, not really. Anyway, he looks really fierce. You'll see when you meet him."

Meng Yingying was also interested in Zhou Jingsong's comrade-in-arms. After all, the other party had delivered the medicine she needed, so she thought for a moment and said, "Yueru, when I have the chance in the future, I will definitely meet him in person to thank him."

This medicine is so rare.

The other party happened to send it over from their stationed unit, which was located a long distance away.

Zhao Yueru waved her hand, "If you want to thank him, you can do it yourself. Anyway, I don't want to see him anymore. I always feel that if I see him, I'll be scared and my life will be shortened by three years."

As she said this, she raised her hand and looked at her watch in the moonlight. "Yingying, I've delivered the medicine to you. I'm leaving now."

Meng Yingying wanted her to stay at her house, but Zhao Yueru was determined to leave, saying, "My driver is waiting, and..."

She was a little embarrassed. "When I went to ask Zhou Jingsong for the medicine, he was still at the door of the operating room. He was about to have surgery, but he was still waiting for me to get the medicine."

"Yingying, do you understand what I mean?"

Meng Yingying nodded emphatically, "Yes."

Under the moonlight, her fair and round face shone with a soft glow, like a pearl.

"That's fine then."

"I'm leaving now. Tell Uncle Meng to take it easy. I heard that this medicine has addictive ingredients."

Meng Yingying stepped forward and hugged Zhao Yueru, whispering, "Yueru, thank you."

This is what they mean by "a friend in need is a friend indeed".

When her father got into trouble, even his relatives couldn't wait to kick him while he was down and try to make a quick buck.

Only her best friend, Zhao Yueru, helped her unconditionally from beginning to end.

"No need to thank me."

Zhao Yueru waved her hand dismissively and turned to run towards the car.

Meng Yingying watched Zhao Yueru get into the car and leave completely before turning around and going inside.

Meng Baichuan was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep all night. When Meng Yingying came in, he pretended to be asleep so as not to worry her.

Meng Yingying walked up to Meng Baichuan and said softly, "Dad, I know you're in pain and can't sleep, so don't pretend to be asleep."

Having no other choice, Meng Baichuan opened his eyes, which were now bloodshot.

Meng Yingying turned her head away, not daring to look. She poured water, opened the medicine bottle, took out a Demerol tablet, and fed it to Meng Baichuan.

"Dad, this medicine is good for relieving pain, but it's addictive."

At Meng Baichuan's point, he might not even see the sun rise tomorrow, so he naturally didn't care about addiction. He accepted it without hesitation, "Drink it."

"I feel a bit better after drinking it."

Meng Yingying pursed her lips and didn't say anything, but just watched him drink the Demerol.

There are three in total.

I drank one, and there were only two left.

Just as Meng Yingying had said, this was the only time Meng Baichuan slept soundly during the year he was ill.

I wasn't woken up by the pain, nor did I have any nightmares.

I slept peacefully and comfortably.

I slept from 10 p.m. the previous night until 10 a.m. the next morning, for a full twelve hours without waking up.

This was also the first time Meng Baichuan had slept so well.

When Meng Baichuan woke up again, he felt relaxed for the first time. There was no pain torment, and that was relaxation.

Seeing his daughter bring in the coal stove and start cooking millet porridge in the room, Meng Baichuan's expression softened. "Yingying."

"dad!"

Meng Yingying turned around abruptly, her kitten-like face full of surprise, "How are you?"

Her face seemed to have thinned out a bit, and you could see that the flesh on her chin was slowly disappearing, though it wasn't very noticeable yet.

Meng Baichuan was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. "Much better."

"Has your child not been eating properly these past few days?"

"I can't eat." Meng Yingying pursed her lips, her amber eyes stunningly beautiful. "Shall we eat together?"

She was always afraid, always afraid that her father would leave her.

He was her only family member in this era.

Meng Baichuan looked at her for a while before saying, "Okay."

During the meal, Meng Baichuan didn't eat as heartily as usual. Instead, he ate slowly and in small bites, just like Meng Yingying.

"Yingying." He patted her head. "After Daddy's gone, you must eat well."

Meng Yingying was so angry that she didn't want to talk, and turned her head away, showing him the back of her head.

This made Meng Baichuan laugh heartily. After laughing for a while, his chest started to hurt, so he got up and moved around. "Let's go. Since I'm feeling pretty good today, I'll take you to my third uncle's house to explain some things."

“When I’m gone, your third uncle will protect you when your eldest uncle and the others bully you.”

“You’re still planning to transfer the house to Yue Ru and have your third uncle look after the house for you. You can’t refuse.”

Although he and his third brother had bickered for half their lives, he knew that his third brother was a good person.

Having no other choice, Meng Yingying followed Meng Baichuan to Uncle Meng's house. Uncle Meng was the opposite of Meng Baichuan; he was now a fat man with squinted eyes that narrowed into slits when he smiled.

He was usually a cheerful person, but when he saw Meng Baichuan and Meng Yingying come to visit, Uncle Meng's chubby face showed disgust as he uttered two words, "Bad luck."

"Didn't you say you wouldn't come to my door?"

"Why are you at my door?"

If it were the Meng Baichuan of the past, he would definitely have had a fiery temper, but not now. He is a tiger on the verge of death, and he has cubs that are being eyed by others.

Meng Baichuan wasn't angry. He stood at the door and smiled at his third uncle, "Third brother, your second brother has a favor to ask of you."

"If I die, protect my Yingying just this once."

The smile on Uncle Meng's face vanished instantly, and he practically roared, "I fucking won't protect him, I won't protect him, I'm telling you, I fucking won't protect him!"

He seemed to have gone mad, grabbing Meng Baichuan by the neck. Only when he lifted him did he realize with a start that the clothes that used to be tight were now as loose as a blanket.

Uncle Meng's chubby face instantly froze. He abruptly dropped his hand and took several steps back. "Meng Baichuan, look at yourself! What kind of state do you look like now?"

"Back when you got married, I told you not to marry that woman Song Fenfang. You didn't believe me, haha, do you believe me now? Back then, Song Fenfang almost dragged you down, and now Meng Yingying is almost dragging you down again."

"Is your life, Meng Baichuan, just about atoning for the sins of these two women?"

Song Fenfang?

This was the first time Meng Yingying had heard this name. She subconsciously pricked up her ears, wanting to listen carefully, but Meng Baichuan interrupted her curiosity.

"Third brother, let's not talk about what happened back then."

“I saved you from the jaws of a wolf; you owe me your life.”

“If I die, and you save my Yingying once, we’ll call it even and settle all our grudges.”

Uncle Meng's chubby face twitched suddenly, and he shoved Meng Baichuan forward abruptly, "Who has settled their scores with you?"

"Meng Baichuan, let me tell you, you owe me a debt you can never repay in this lifetime."

Meng Baichuan didn't seem surprised by his third brother's agitated state. He sighed good-naturedly, "Third brother, since I can't repay this debt in this life, I'll have to repay it in the next."

Upon hearing this, Meng Laosan trembled and could no longer hold back. He buried his head in his hands, squatted on the ground, and burst into tears.

Seeing this, Meng Baichuan neither stepped forward nor offered any comfort, but simply called out to his daughter, "Yingying, let's go."

Meng Yingying didn't quite understand whether her third uncle had agreed or not.

She glanced back at Uncle Meng, who was burying his face in his hands and weeping bitterly.

"Your third uncle agreed, so you don't need to look at it anymore."

Meng Yingying seemed to be deep in thought. On the way back, she asked softly, "Dad, who is Song Fenfang?"

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