Meng Xueyun was worried about Meng Zihan, fearing that something might happen to her alone in the hospital, so she stayed in the ward with her.
Ye Zhenghua wanted to go home, but Meng Xueyun wouldn't let him.
"Can't you stay here with us? Can't you bear to see us, mother and child, in the hospital?"
Ye Zhenghua was eager to prove himself, and although he was extremely unwilling, he had no choice but to agree.
On the eve of the Lunar New Year, the hospital was unusually quiet and cold; even the sound of televisions from distant houses could be faintly heard.
At this time, every household is watching the Spring Festival Gala.
The lively singing and skits, interspersed with the occasional sound of firecrackers, formed a stark contrast to the silence in the ward.
The clock ticked away, and as midnight approached, the Spring Festival Gala hosts on TV began their excited countdown: "Five, four, three, two, one... Happy New Year!"
Immediately afterwards, the outside of the window was lit up with colorful lights, and deafening firecrackers went off one after another.
The three people in the ward had different feelings as they listened to the sound of firecrackers.
Meng Zihan's eyes immediately reddened.
Unexpectedly, she was in a cold hospital ward, welcoming the New Year in such a disheveled manner.
Without her child, her boyfriend is unreliable, and her future is uncertain.
The sound of firecrackers wasn't a celebration, but a mockery of her pitiful situation.
She hated Liu Mingxuan's heartlessness, hated herself for misjudging people, and hated everything that had been destroyed.
Sitting to the side, Meng Xueyun watched the fleeting fireworks outside the window, feeling uneasy as well.
I never imagined I'd spend the first day of the Year of the Pig in the hospital.
Seeing the tears in Meng Zihan's eyes, she took a tissue and gently wiped them away, her heart filled with tenderness and helplessness.
This year has been truly unpleasant!
Ye Zhenghua was very agitated.
He glanced at Meng Zihan on the hospital bed, then at Meng Xueyun's tired profile. He wanted to say something, but felt that anything he said would be a downer.
You can't exactly wish everyone a Happy New Year, and that you'll have many more birthdays to come, can you?
Finally, he forced a smile and said dryly, "It's...it's almost Chinese New Year..."
In Ye Zhenghua's hometown, there are many taboos during the Lunar New Year.
You are not allowed to say unlucky things or take medicine, otherwise the whole year will be unlucky.
But what kind of situation is this? They're spending the Lunar New Year in the hospital.
Fortunately, I can be discharged tomorrow, so I won't have to spend the entire first day of the Lunar New Year in the hospital.
When you get home, you must put a brazier over your head to ward off bad luck.
Meanwhile, Ye Linnan and Ye Linbei had finished eating hot pot at their sister's house and then took a car home.
When I opened the door, the house was empty, and I knew my parents must still be in the hospital.
They weren't interested in Meng Zihan's situation and simply stayed home to rest, not even considering going to the hospital.
Meng Xueyun and Ye Zhenghua also completely forgot about their two sons.
The next morning, the nurse examined Meng Zihan and, after confirming that there were no problems, informed her that she could proceed with the discharge procedures.
Because Meng Zihan became pregnant out of wedlock, she was not subject to family planning policies, so she had to pay for the surgery and hospitalization herself.
It all adds up to over two hundred yuan!
This amount of money was not a small sum for working-class families at the time.
During the Lunar New Year, not only did he have to go through all that trouble in the hospital, but he also had to spend so much money. Ye Zhenghua was heartbroken and kept grimacing.
While cursing Meng Zihan for being a troublemaker, he was determined to squeeze the money out of Liu Mingxuan.
After completing the discharge procedures, Meng Xueyun carefully helped Meng Zihan walk out.
"Slow down, slow down," Meng Xueyun whispered, her face full of concern.
Meng Zihan suddenly stopped and bit her lower lip, saying, "Auntie, I want to go back to Liu Mingxuan's place first."
"Why go back?" Meng Xueyun asked, puzzled. "You're not fully recovered yet, it's important to go home and rest. Your uncle and I will help you pack your things."
Meng Zihan shook her head: "No! I have to go myself! Liu Mingxuan is a cunning man. What if he hides my things or secretly sells them? I have to keep an eye on him!"
Actually, she wanted to cut ties with Liu Mingxuan completely and didn't want to give him any more chances to get entangled with her.
"But..." Meng Xueyun was still a little worried.
Meng Zihan interrupted her, "Auntie, don't worry! I'm fine! I would never let him take my things!"
Ye Zhenghua chimed in, "Let Xiaohan go. She must be holding back her anger. It's good for her to vent. We'll go with her and support her."
We can get the medical expenses back, and we'll also have to make him pay for nutrition expenses.
Seeing Meng Zihan's resolute expression, Meng Xueyun felt a pang of heartache.
I wonder what kind of hurt Liu Mingxuan caused this child to become so disheartened.
She still remembers that when Meng Zihan first started dating Liu Mingxuan, she was a young girl in love, with smiles in her eyes and brows, full of longing for the future.
Unlike now, he looks weathered and aged, as if he has aged ten years.
Meng Xueyun's eyes immediately reddened: "Xiaohan, you've suffered so much."
Meng Zihan forced a smile and said, "Aunt, it's better to end it quickly than to suffer for a long time. I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore."
Ye Zhenghua rolled his eyes impatiently from the side.
It's just a miscarriage at a young age, isn't it?
Why make it so tragic?
He cleared his throat and said, "Alright, alright, let's get going! The sooner we resolve this, the sooner we can go home!"
Meng Xueyun glared at him fiercely and warned in a low voice, "Watch your mouth! Can't you see Xiaohan is upset?"
Ye Zhenghua pursed his lips and didn't dare to say anything more.
The three of them left the hospital, hailed a tricycle, and headed straight for Liu Mingxuan's house.
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