Jiang Yue only had vague images of the original owner's five years of memories, and her empathy for them was not genuine.
Only occasionally can I feel a slight pain.
Even those unclear scenes are profound enough.
A cold, impersonal house; phone calls that never go through; and when something happens, only her assistant ever shows up.
Every time he appeared in front of her, he acted indifferently, like a distant guest.
Jiang Yue couldn't say for sure whose fault it was more in the original owner's marriage to Zhou Ji.
The original owner should never have given him such a despicable drug, but since Zhou Ji chose to marry her for the sake of the child, he shouldn't have treated her so coldly after the marriage.
Jiang Yue sighed, and after regaining her senses, she stiffly typed a few words in the chat box with Zhou Ji: 【I'm not waiting for you.】
Zhou Ji has already boarded the plane.
There's no chance of not having internet on a private jet. Seeing those five words, he raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and patiently replied, "Okay, then I'll hurry on my way."
Jiang Yue regretted replying to his message as soon as she did.
She felt she was being a bit too impulsive, so she took a deep breath and decided to treat Zhou Ji with composure.
If you like it, then you like it.
If you don't like it, you don't like it.
There's nothing to be shy about.
She might like Zhou Ji today, but she might like someone else tomorrow.
There was a knock on her door twice.
Jiang Yue put down her phone, walked to the door, and slowly opened it, seeing a boy dressed in pajamas with a slightly pale complexion.
Jiang Zhi's skin appeared to be fairer than others, with dark eyebrows and eyes that made his complexion appear even whiter than snow. His voice was low: "Sister."
Jiang Yue frowned instinctively, looking wary: "Is there something you need?"
Although we live under the same roof.
but.
Jiang Zhi could still read her expressions to some extent, and probably knew that she didn't like him now, so he wouldn't take the initiative to approach her. When he saw her, he would obediently call her "sister" and wouldn't presume to chat with her.
Always quietly staying to the side.
I won't presume to bother her.
But one doesn't visit a temple without a reason! Something unusual must be going on! Jiang Yue remained very cautious.
Jiang Zhi's voice sounded hoarse, his nose was red, and his eyelashes drooped, making him look very well-behaved. He asked, "I'm not feeling well, can you come with me to the hospital?"
If Jiang Yue remembers correctly, Jiang Zhi seems to be studying medicine. Can't he heal himself?
Jiang Zhi seemed to sense his confusion and explained gently, "Surgery may be necessary."
Jiang Yue said "oh," thinking to herself that this was quite serious.
She said, "Then you should go to the hospital quickly."
The illness cannot be delayed.
Jiang Zhi raised his dark eyes, which seemed somewhat moist. He pursed his lips and said, "I might not be able to handle the hospital alone."
Jiang Yue could tell from his pale complexion that he wasn't faking it; he looked rather pitiful, thin and pale, as if he hadn't had enough rest.
She is a kind-hearted person.
But she's never been a pushover. She said, "There's a driver and a housekeeper downstairs."
There's someone else in the house besides her.
Jiang Zhi gripped the doorpost tightly, his nails turning white. He slowly lowered his face, blinked twice, and it seemed as if tears were sliding down his cheeks.
He didn't insist on making any demands of her.
He simply nodded and said, "I understand."
The boy turned around, his hand clutching his stomach, his face growing paler and almost transparent. Suddenly, he curled up and slowly collapsed.
Jiang Yue looked at the boy who had fainted in front of her, "..."
She had to go downstairs to call for help and was forced to get into a car and go to the hospital with the driver.
When they were almost at the hospital, Jiang Yue woke up. Her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly recognized the person sitting next to her. She seemed a little guilty. "Sister, I'm sorry for troubling you."
Jiang Yue couldn't quite put her finger on the strange feeling in her heart. After a while, she finally remembered why she had this sense of déjà vu.
Her father, the emperor, had many scheming concubines in his harem.
There was always a concubine who would faint in front of her father, hoping to receive his pity. After waking up, she would look at her father with tears in her eyes and say guiltily that she had worried him.
She seems to have unconsciously become like her father, a foolish and incompetent monarch!
Jiang Yue's suspicious gaze lingered on Jiang Zhi for a long time, but she couldn't figure out whether Jiang Zhi was a "scheming little concubine." After all, those little concubines only pretended to faint, but Jiang Zhi seemed to be genuinely ill.
His studies were demanding, and his work seemed equally busy. He left early and returned late every day, spending his weekends in the laboratory.
No wonder he can earn so much money at such a young age.
Jiang Zhi was taken to the examination room as soon as he arrived at the hospital, and the results were not good; he had a rather serious stomach ulcer.
I need to get an IV drip at the hospital.
He'll need to stay in the hospital for a few more days.
Jiang Yue had done everything she could to help him with the hospital admission procedures, and just as she was about to leave, the VIP ward was filled with hospital leaders.
Jiang Zhi sat quietly on the hospital bed, sunlight streaming through the window and bathing his entire body. His hospital gown looked somewhat loose on him, and his skin was tanned almost transparent.
The patient seemed to be in a state of flux, as if he could disappear at any moment.
The dean and others valued him highly, knowing that he was a highly sought-after medical genius.
Putting aside the status the Qin family gave him, a genius like him, who comes along only once every few decades, is highly sought after.
Jiang Yue was isolated from the crowd, watching as people showed concern and care for her younger brother.
Just as she was preparing to make her graceful exit, Jiang Zhi's dark pupils stared straight at her, his eyes reflecting no one else but her alone.
"elder sister."
Are you going home?
A dozen or so other pairs of eyes in the ward turned to look at her. Jiang Yue opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, someone grabbed her hand: "Miss Jiang, I've heard so much about you."
"Look, we were confused too, we've bothered you, haven't we?"
"I'm so sorry, we'll be leaving now."
"Don't worry, we have already consulted with specialists. It's not a big problem. With proper rest, he will recover quickly."
The hospital leaders are also quite adept at reading people's expressions and moods.
But to my surprise, Jiang Zhi, who seemed aloof, actually cared a lot about his older sister.
Several major pharmaceutical companies have been trying to win over Jiang Zhi, but after so long, they have still come up empty-handed.
It seems so.
The breakthrough wasn't with him, but with his sister.
He himself has no material desires, and I've never heard of him having a girlfriend, so there's no one to please him.
Now we finally have a breakthrough.
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