Chapter 408 Abuse
Jiang Zhenhua asked doubtfully, "Is there something wrong with this medicine?"
Jiang Zhizhi smiled and said, "No, it just looks pretty good. Logically speaking, my mom's health should be getting better and better after taking these medicines."
Jiang Zhenhua was unsure: "I thought things would get better and better, but after taking it, my health got worse and worse. I don't know if it's a problem with my body or with the medicine."
Before Jiang Zhizhi mentioned it, he had never thought about it at all, but now that Jiang Zhizhi has said it, he has started to have doubts.
Jiang Zhizhi smiled and said, "Dad, don't overthink it. I'll go back and do some research to see if there's any medicine that's suitable."
Jiang Zhenhua nodded repeatedly: "I'm sorry to trouble you again, Zhizhi..."
Jiang Zhizhi quickly interrupted, "Dad, there's no need to be so polite. No matter what, before I turned eighteen, your love for me was genuine. Although there were some misunderstandings later, I was an adult by then, and I did do some things that made people angry."
"As for my mother, she just misses her children so much, which is only natural. So please don't be so polite. If we're talking about who owes whom, I owe you more. If you hadn't raised me from a young age, I might have starved to death long ago."
It's very likely that, like Jiang Zhenhua's biological daughter, her whereabouts are currently unknown, and whether she is alive or dead is also unknown.
It was only after she became a mother that she was able to understand the feelings of having a child switched or lost.
Jiang Zhenhua's eyes reddened. He also longed to find his biological daughter. Over the years, he had taken Song Wanying to sanatoriums all over the country in an attempt to find her.
How can one not have regrets when they get old?
Jiang Zhizhi chatted with Jiang Zhenhua for a while longer, and seeing that it was getting late, she left the Jiang family home.
Jiang Zhenhua escorted Jiang Zhizhi downstairs, took out an envelope and handed it to her: "I know you don't need it right now. This is for the two children. I forgot to give it to them when you came yesterday."
Jiang Zhizhi guessed that there was money inside, and pushed it away, saying, "Dad, we really don't need it. You can keep it for Mom."
Jiang Zhenhua insisted on giving it to them: "This is not for you, it's for the two children. If you don't accept it, it means you don't want the children to recognize me as their maternal grandfather."
Looking at Jiang Zhenhua's graying temples, Jiang Zhizhi was touched: "Okay, then I'll accept it. When I have time, I'll bring them to see you."
Jiang Zhenhua smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, we'll be in Beijing for the next six months. Bring the kids over whenever you have time."
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When Jiang Zhizhi arrived at the compound, the sun was almost setting. Zhou Xiye was standing at the gate, holding Shangshang and leading Xiao Zhouji.
Upon seeing his mother, Xiao Zhouji let go of his father's hand and ran towards Jiang Zhizhi like the wind: "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy..."
Jiang Zhizhi stopped her bicycle, smiled, bent down and picked up Xiao Zhouji, placing him on the back seat. She then reminded him, "You can't put your little feet in the wheel, you have to stick them up."
Little Zhou immediately understood, straightened his legs, and patted the car seat with both hands: "Mommy, hurry up, go, go!"
Jiang Zhizhi pushed him along, saying, "Mommy is driving a little train, and it's making a 'choo-choo' sound as it goes."
Zhou Xiye, carrying Shangshang, also came over, making Jiang Zhizhi's smile deepen: "Seeing you and the two children at the door, I suddenly feel that working all day is not tiring at all."
Before, I both wanted to go home and was afraid to go home. I wanted to go home because I had two little babies, but I was afraid to go home because my home was full of memories of Zhou Xiye.
Zhou Xiye placed Shang Shang behind Xiao Zhouji and taught her to hold onto her younger brother's waist. He pushed the bicycle, while Jiang Zhizhi supported the two children from behind, talking as they walked home.
As soon as she entered the gate, she saw Chen Limin carrying a child and hurrying out. When she saw Jiang Zhizhi, she looked at her as if she had seen a lifeline: "Zhizhi, Zhizhi, hurry, I don't know what this child has been eating, his face is all pale."
Jiang Zhizhi noticed that the child's face was pale, the area around his nose was bluish, and he was having difficulty breathing.
Quickly pick up the child, press down on the upper abdomen, and after a series of squeezes, a piece of unchewed meat spurts out of the child's mouth.
The child calmed down for a moment, then burst into tears.
Chen Limin's legs went weak and she almost couldn't stand up: "Oh my, how could I eat such a big piece of meat? It really scared me to death. I thought I had some kind of disease."
Jiang Zhizhi frowned. How could a one-year-old child put such a big piece of meat in his mouth without being watched?
He almost choked to death?
Chen Limin took the crying baby and kept thanking Jiang Zhizhi: "Zhizhi, thank you so much. I was so worried and was thinking of taking the baby to the hospital first."
Jiang Zhizhi glanced at the main entrance: "The hospital is in the back. Why are you running towards the main entrance? If you delay for even a few more minutes, the child will suffocate."
Chen Limin looked embarrassed and her tone was a little flustered: "I was so anxious that I forgot. Oh dear, I'm so forgetful. Anyway, Zhizhi, thank you. The child is crying, I'll take him back and comfort him."
As she spoke, she picked up the child and turned to walk home.
She would never say that she had lost patience with her child, and that Song Man's daughter was particularly difficult to raise, often crying at the drop of a hat.
She was so upset by crying that she was constantly distressed.
This afternoon too, after taking a nap, she started crying for no reason, and nothing she did could soothe her. In a fit of anger, she locked the child in the kitchen, and who would have thought that she would actually knock the bowl of meat on the stove to the ground, grab a piece of braised pork, and stuff it into her mouth.
She went in when she heard the noise and found the child had already stuffed meat into his mouth. She tried to pry it out with her fingers, but the more she pried, the more the meat moved up his throat. Seeing that the child was having difficulty breathing, she didn't think about going to the hospital, but rather about finding Song Man.
At the time, she really didn't expect that the child would choke to death; she just wanted to show Song Man that her daughter was a glutton.
...
Jiang Zhizhi watched Chen Limin hurriedly leave with her child in her arms and sighed, "Sister Song Man's child is also pitiful."
Looking at the child's hands and face, which are covered in chapped lines like shredded radish, you can tell that the child has not been well cared for.
From birth until now, Fang Hua has always used various oils to protect the skin of Xiao Zhouji and Shang Shang, and even went to foreign trade stores to buy skin care products to wipe their hands and faces, so their skin has always been fair and tender, without frostbite or chapped skin.
Zhou Xiye continued pushing his bicycle. He had heard about Song Man's situation, but he wasn't good at discussing it: "Song Man should know, right?"
Jiang Zhizhi shook her head: "I'm not sure. Even if I did know, there's nothing Song Man can do right now. Policies have been changing a lot in the past two years, and the workload at the newspaper has been increasing. Song Man is very busy and definitely can't take care of the children."
The two only exchanged a few words about Song Man before turning their attention back to Song Wanying.
Jiang Zhizhi then told Zhou Xiye her suspicions: "The Chinese medicine Mom is taking now conflicts with the medicine I prescribed, but it won't cause poisoning. It will just mean that neither medicine will have any effect after taking it."
“I suspect she must have secretly eaten something else, but didn’t tell Dad…”
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