Chapter 277 Do I need you to explain to him?
When Liang Jishen woke up, it was already very late at night.
He looked around, his right arm tingling slightly.
A furry head was lying beside the bed, accidentally resting its head on him.
He Sang was sleeping soundly, her hair was spread out and wrapped around his fingers, her black hair and white ears. She no longer snuggled up to him as closely as before, but deliberately kept a distance.
Liang Jishen held her hand, and the cold temperature made his heart skip a beat.
She has a problem. She is nervous, cries, lies, her hands are always cold, and she blinks constantly.
It's easy to see through her.
He Sang himself didn't quite know.
He had exposed her once, and she still couldn't figure out how he found out.
Liang Jishen stroked her ring finger. The wedding ring was chosen. It was her favorite brand, with the heart-shaped diamond she liked. The carat of the diamond was her birthday, so it was not too big. He also bought an engagement ring, which he liked. The pink diamond style suited her very well.
The two rings were hidden in the attic of Jinyue Mansion and locked, ready to be given to her as a surprise the day before getting the marriage certificate.
He Sang was uncomfortable sleeping in a prone position, so she took a nap. Her arms were sore from exhaustion, and when she tilted her head back, Liang Jishen just closed his eyes.
A difference of 0.01 seconds.
She stood up suddenly, "You are pretending to be asleep."
Liang Jishen couldn't help but coughed and laughed, "I really just woke up."
"Is your fever gone?"
He raised his right hand, but before he could touch his forehead, blood suddenly came out of the needle in the back of his hand. He Sang held him down and used his other hand to test his body temperature.
Still having a low fever.
An hour ago, he came out of the emergency room and the doctor said that his pneumonia was too serious. He had repeated coughs and colds at the beginning of the month, and it dragged on until the end of the month. He had a lot of troubles in the outside world and was depressed. He worked overtime and had to reverse his day and night. He endured it even in the hospital. When he couldn't bear it anymore, he smoked a cigarette to refresh himself and continue to endure it.
The disease came on violently, and it turned from a minor illness into a major one. It was caused by his long-term exhaustion of energy.
"You're old, not a young man in his early twenties anymore. They can still be full of energy even if they don't rest for a few days. If you don't rest for a few days now, you'll go straight to the emergency room for oxygen."
Liang Jishen lay there, staring at her against the light.
Although she was well-behaved, she was also good at choking people when she got angry. During his investigation and interrogation, she learned all the tricks of hitting the weakest part of the snake.
Seeing that he didn't argue, He Sang softened his tone, "It's okay as long as you know you're wrong."
Liang Jishen laughed out loud, "I know."
"The porridge on the windowsill is warm. There are pickles in the bag. It tastes slightly sweet. I made it myself. You can't eat salty and spicy ones." After she finished her instructions, she turned around and left.
"Do you need me to explain it to him?"
His voice was weak and hoarse, and her heart felt like it was being pricked by needles and trembled silently.
"No need..." He Sang clenched his fist, "It hasn't come to that."
Liang Jishen is the best at touching her heart.
Every poke hits the target, never misses.
He also clenched his fists, tightened and loosened them, and mechanically repeated, "Are you burned?"
He Sang shook his head. "I washed my scalp and applied a cold compress."
The man looked at her heaving back and said, "Come here."
She didn't move.
Liang Jishen forced himself to stay awake, stepped out of bed, and felt dizzy, falling forward again. He quickly grabbed the corner of the bedside table to cushion his impact, but his elbow knocked over the IV stand, forcing him to kneel on the ground.
The rumbling sound startled He Sang and made him turn his head. Liang Jishen pressed his temples and tried hard to suppress a cough. Her pupils suddenly dilated and she ran over to support him. "Why did you get out of bed? The doctor told you to rest."
"I asked you to come here." He frowned, "Push your hair back."
He Sang didn't respond. Liang Jishen controlled her body and moved closer to look at her.
The corners of my eyes were burned and red, but not swollen. I was lucky that the porridge was only 50% to 60% hot. If it had been one degree hotter, I would have been left with scars.
"Have you applied the medicine?"
"I applied aloe vera gel..."
Liang Jishen was helpless. "You take care of me so carefully, but you take care of yourself so casually. Is aloe vera gel a medicine?"
She turned her head away, pulled him back to the bed, and the door of the ward was suddenly kicked open from the outside. Ji Xilan appeared with a lunch box in hand, looking aggressive, "You haven't left yet?"
At the door of the emergency room, Ji Xilan had driven her away many times. She hid in the crack of the stairwell and secretly waited for news. When she returned to the ward, Ji Xilan locked the door, so she had to peek through the small window. Ji Xilan knew how to nurse. After all, she had been pretending to be virtuous and lovely by Liang Yanzhang's side for many years. She did not have the family background of Weng Qiong or the beauty of Yao Wenjie. If her serving skills were not good enough, her position as a wealthy wife would be even more unstable.
But she was not attentive to Liang Jishen. She wiped him perfunctorily and scooped a spoonful of water to feed him. Liang Jishen was unconscious and could not drink the water. It all flowed into his collar. She simply stopped feeding him and told the nurse to give him another bottle of glucose and saline solution.
After finally waiting for Ji Xilan to go out, He Sang finally had the opportunity to sneak into the ward.
"He's in the ward alone with no one to take care of him. I'm worried..."
"Your hypocritical little tricks may work on him, but they won't work on me—" Ji Xilan sneered, "Your hair is too tender."
"That's enough!" Liang Jishen interrupted impatiently, "Where have you been?"
"I'm going to buy some porridge. The food in the hospital cafeteria is inedible. What a smell!" Ji Xilan rubbed her ankle. "My car broke down on the way, so I took a taxi back."
She walked to the head of the bed and gave He Sang a hard shove. "You instigated the third brother to investigate the Guanghe Group and the second brother, and in the end, you actually found Liang Yanzhang. The Liang family has been prominent in Hebei Province for half a century, and their connections and influence are deeply entrenched. Even if Zhao Kai had suspicions, he still couldn't do anything. How dare you, with your idiotic skills, investigate the Liang family? The third brother listened to you, and now he's in big trouble!"
He Sang twisted his hands together tightly, his eyes swollen as if they were about to explode, "I'm the one who implicated him."
"Are you done yet?" Liang Jishen slapped the cabinet. With a dull "bang", the bottles and jars of medicine were shaken and spilled onto the ground.
"This porridge shop is opposite the hospital. Will it take you two hours to buy porridge?"
Ji Xilan was stunned. "The queue is too long. I..."
"You went back to the People's Hospital." Liang Jishen pointed out, "Liang Jing wanted to check on my father's diet and retrieve the cafeteria surveillance. Your cousin was selling steamed dumplings in the cafeteria. My father had diarrhea that day. You were involved in this, right?"
Ji Xilan was completely stunned. "You... aren't you in another province? The situation in Hebei Province..."
"Since I have a way to arrange for my father to be admitted to that ward, I naturally have a way to understand his every move, as well as your every move."
Ji Xilan's face was pale. "I... I was confused for a moment. I wanted to impress Liang Yanzhang, get a bigger share of the property, and gain more benefits. Yao Wenji was socializing all day long, regardless of his life or death. I was willing to bathe him and clean him..."
"Once Liang Jing finds out that your cousin gave you the laxative, and your father's high blood pressure relapses, the blame will all be on you."
"Third brother!" Ji Xilan panicked, "You have to save Mom! I didn't know anything! I didn't mean to hurt him!"
Liang Jishen covered his mouth and coughed violently. He Sang tucked the quilt for him without saying a word, put a glass of water in his hand, and left the ward.
The water in the cup rippled with his heavy breathing. He stared at her for a long time. "Mother, you scold her, splash her, and beat her, but in fact you are scolding me, splashing me, and beating me. She has suffered a lot of grievances following me. There are some things I can tell her, but some I can't, such as Song He's background. She has suffered too many grievances. You have always looked down on her. You have been the wife of the Liang family for thirty-three years. Have you forgotten your own origins?"
Ji Xilan stood there expressionlessly.
"Father despised your family background as inferior to Weng Qiong's and regretted marrying you. You're unhappy. Put yourself in his shoes. Do you have the heart to blame He Sang? Do you have to make her experience what you've experienced? It's not her fault that her family background is ordinary. It's your fault that you relied on the Liang family's wealth to bully and trample on her."
Liang Jishen put down his water cup, his pale face lifeless. "Your son is useless and can't marry someone from a good family. Just accept your fate."
Ji Xilan was terrified and didn't say anything for a long time.
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