"Stop the car!" Si Qianyu shouted in a trembling voice.
"What's wrong?" Ye Xingchen quickly stopped the car and looked at Si Qianyu with some confusion.
Si Qianyu remained silent. She quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the door, and got off the bus, but a bus had already left.
"I saw them, they were in that car." Si Qianyu was extremely anxious: "How did they get here?"
"Your parents?" Ye Xingchen was slightly taken aback.
"Yes, it's them."
"Don't worry, I'll have someone keep an eye on them as they get off the bus. We'll go over there right away and see what's going on," Ye Xingchen reassured her, then quickly took out his phone and made a few calls.
After making the call, Ye Xingchen took her to his car and followed the bus route.
“I saw them get on that bus. After I found them, I secretly lived with them for a while and kept a close eye on them.”
Si Qianyu looked dejected: "They had a child, who took my place. I didn't want to disrupt their peaceful life, so I left."
"I thought I would never see them again in this lifetime, but..."
Si Qianyu was already in tears as she spoke.
As a child, she was taken away by the Three Thousand Towers and became an assassin, separated from her parents. However, she retained some memories when she was only a few years old.
So finding her biological parents became a knot in her heart. She had made up her mind not to disturb their peaceful life, but after she made up her mind, they appeared here again.
"I've found out." Ye Xingchen answered a few phone calls: "They went to Yanjing Cancer Hospital for treatment. Your father was diagnosed with a tumor in his stomach."
"Is he sick? It's my fault. I've been around them for so long, how come I didn't notice?" Si Qianyu felt a little guilty.
"Don't blame yourself too much. It's not your fault. There are tens of millions of people in Yanjing, and you still managed to meet them. This shows that the connection between you two shouldn't be broken."
Ye Xingchen said, "Cure their illnesses, and then reunite with them. Even if they have another child, you will never be irreplaceable in their hearts."
Si Qianyu nodded heavily, looking out the window, but her thoughts had already flown to her parents.
Yanjing Cancer Hospital.
This place is the most authoritative oncology hospital in China, and people come here for treatment every day.
A gray-haired couple got off the bus and, after several transfers, arrived at this hospital.
The entrance to the triage room was almost bursting at the seams. People were sleeping on the floor in the corridor, carrying various examination forms, and shifty-eyed touts made the originally spacious hall completely packed.
This couple are Si Qianyu's biological parents, Zhuo Wei and Jiang Qing.
Judging from their words and actions, the couple used to be well-off, but years ago they lost their daughter and spent almost all their money searching for her.
As a result, his career and family life plummeted, and he looked quite old, especially in the last two years as he got older.
"The second son's child is in this hospital, and I heard he's already been promoted to a permanent position." Jiang Qing held up a piece of paper with an address and phone number written on it.
"But I can't get through on the phone, and I don't know what's wrong." Zhuo Wei slowly sat down. His health was not good, and he was exhausted after being tossed and turned several times.
Jiang Qing quickly helped him sit down: "You rest for a bit, I'll go and ask around."
Just then, a young doctor walked over with a girl who had a very arrogant demeanor.
The young doctor had a fawning expression, as if he were inferior to someone else. He was none other than Zhuo Wei's nephew, Zhuo Wenguang.
"Xiao Guang, Wen Guang." Jiang Qing rushed over: "It's me, your aunt."
The young man's expression changed, and before he could speak, the girl next to him said sarcastically, "Zhuo Wenguang, are you related to someone from your hometown?"
"Jingjing, wait for me a moment, I'll be right there." Zhuo Wenguang's face was somewhat grim. He quickly walked to Jiang Qing's side: "What are you doing here?"
“Your uncle is sick; he has a tumor in his stomach. The local hospital can't treat it, so the doctor recommended coming here,” Jiang Qing said. “We're unfamiliar with Beijing; we don't know anything about this place…”
"I'm busy." Zhuo Wenguang's face darkened. "Don't call me again unless it's absolutely necessary."
"Wenguang, we really had no other choice but to come to you. Your uncle..."
"What uncle? You've mistaken me for someone else, haven't you?" Seeing the girl named Jingjing walking over, Zhuo Wenguang impatiently interrupted Jiang Qing.
"If you want to see a doctor, go and register. If you can't get an appointment, go to a scalper. Don't try to claim kinship with me. I don't know you."
"Zhuo Wenguang, what do you mean by this? Your father is a gambling addict who doesn't care about his family at all. If it weren't for me supporting you through your studies, how could you be where you are today?" Zhuo Wei was furious.
He was completely devoted to his nephew, and he wouldn't have come to him today if he hadn't been desperate.
However, Zhuo Wenguang's attitude was truly disheartening.
"Zhuo Wenguang, didn't you say your dad is a leader in the county and that your relatives are all celebrities in the area? This guy who claims to be your uncle and is supporting your education doesn't seem like much at all," Jingjing said sarcastically from the side.
“Jingjing, I really don’t know them. They’re just from my hometown, trying to claim kinship.” Zhuo Wenguang panicked.
This is the dean's daughter, and she has a bit of a crush on him. If his fabricated family background is exposed, then his idea of marrying into a wealthy family will be completely ruined.
"Since we're not familiar with them, why waste so much time talking to them? Just kick them out!" Jingjing raised her head.
"Security, where is security?" Zhuo Wenguang called for security without hesitation. He pointed at Jiang Qing and her husband and said, "These two people are here to cause trouble. Throw them out."
Jiang Qing and her husband felt heartbroken. After their daughter was abducted, they treated this nephew who had no mother exceptionally well.
Even when the family fell on hard times, they still supported him through university, but they never expected him to treat them like this now.
"Fine, Zhuo Wei, my husband and I were blind back then. We don't need you to kick us out, we'll leave on our own." Jiang Qing was trembling with anger.
“Rural people just like to make connections randomly. Jingjing, don’t believe them. Let’s go see a movie,” Zhuo Wenguang said with a smile.
"Really not relatives? Then smash their things, or I won't believe you." Jingjing snorted.
Without hesitation, Zhuo Wenguang turned around, grabbed the couple's luggage, threw it roughly on the ground, and then kicked it to pieces.
"Zhuo Wenguang, you..." Zhuo Wei was furious and stepped forward to stop him, but Zhuo Wenguang pushed him to the ground.
"Old Zhuo!" Jiang Qing was startled and quickly went to help him up.
"I'm telling you, I have nothing to do with you. Don't bother me again. If you're sick, go get treatment yourself. If you can't get better, go buy an urn," Zhuo Wenguang said coldly.
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